Bob Knight was my dad
On the death of an American archetype
When I was 11, the Davenport (Iowa) Northwest Little League banned my father for life. I only vaguely remember the incident. I remember how totally he lost his head. An opposing coach said something rude, something my dad was incapable of ignoring. He screamed. He called names. He swore in front of kids. I remember standing…
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