Rowing is not a sport I pay a lot of attention to, but this post from D.C. blog Grateful Dating caught my eye:
I'm a bad rower because I talked back to a coach. I have only done that one other time since I started rowing again and it was the same woman. She is not one of our regular two coaches, but someone who shows up every couple of weeks to help out. When I saw her I thought, "Oh, it's the mean coach." Sadly, she was with my boat the entire practice.The first thing she did was pick on me. While we were doing the warm up drill, she yelled at me from the launch, "Four seat
