Back when sports really mattered...

I had some post game chats like that with my minors Little League team when my son was 8-9. By the time they were in majors I had learned to reign it in a bit, as 11-12 year olds are a little more sensitive. When they were 13-14 you couldn't even furrow your brow at them or they'd melt like soft serve.
 
Throbber coached a bit. The kids loved getting the F bomb dropped in practice. They understood "Play some fucking defense" way better than "remember to close out strongly".

School coaches were too fucking scared to do it.
 
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