I attended a high school football game this past weekend. In fact, it was my father’s game. If you’re a subscriber to my blog, you know that my dad is the head coach at West Allegheny High School in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. This year is his 24th and final season as the head coach of his – and my – alma mater. As a football coach, my father has won countless games and has an overall record that is hall of fame worthy. What’s even more notable is the impact he’s made. Not only on the thousands of teenagers he’s coached, mentored, or taught, but on my hometown as a whole. To say that he’s left an impression is an understatement.
We had some time to chat before the game. This conversation, like so many before, was more philosophical than tactical. After all, my father has an unbelievably talented staff that always prepares the X’s and O’s for the week. Our discussion revolved around grit.