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Day 85 of 100

Extreme close-up of a bearded man in a cap and teal shirt, face scrunched mid-expression, mouth open, against a purple backdrop.
Day 85 / 100 Weight 335.2 Happily Exhausted Sony A7R5 24mm f/3.2 1/1000

“Coach, do you sell drugs?”

After playing lacrosse for about 15 years, I retired and focused on coaching. I coached all levels from little kids aged 5 years old to college players. I even spent a year coaching women’s lacrosse, which if you know the sport you know it is a completely different game.

Also, coaching women is different than coaching men. Motivations are different, team work is different, and in college, the experience is different.

When I lived in San Diego I coached a team that had lost 9 games the year before and while playing in Coronado had the cops called on them who made the team do pushups.

We had a successful year, winning 9 games and losing in the final of the playoffs. The kids had a great time, and it was loads of fun.

A few bad decisions led me to get a DUI in the middle of the season, and I could no longer drive. I certainly didn’t tell the kids what had happened, but at the end of the year banquet one of the kids came over to me and said,

“Coach, I think I know why you don’t drive. You got a DUI didn’t you?”

Stupid observant children.

When I coached in Orinda, outside of SF I was running a startup. I joked with the players that I was semi-retired and that was why I could take afternoons off to coach.

About half way through the season one of the players called me and asked me how to grow marijuana.

“What are you talking about?” I cried.

“Coach, I just thought that semi-retired meant you sold drugs.”

Children. I tell ya.