The other day at was watching varsity sporting event at my daughter’s high school.
The Wolverines were competing against a local opponent, and throughout the tight contest one mother kept …
She screamed at the players. She screamed at the refs. She screamed instructions and criticism and encouragement. She told people what to do and how to do it and where to be and where to go. She was loud and shrill and annoying and obnoxious, and I can’t imagine any of the competitors found her words helpful and enjoyable or endearing or comforting.