You can learn a lot from a coach.
Not all of it’s good. I remember a frustrated soccer coach who slammed his notebook to the turf after our team scored, then barked out the F word. Hayden, then playing U8 soccer, turned to me, mouth open slightly, and blinked several times.
I swear a light bulb illuminated above her head.
Many other lessons are far less R-rated. Well, some.