The Locker Room. Damon West

staff in return, as evidenced by 35 years worth of boxes with Christmas cards received every year from the players, photos of children and grandchildren, handwritten letters, and a steady stream of invitations to weddings and christenings. It was evidenced in his career accomplishments and, tonight, in the Lifetime Achievement Award.

      The time had come for Coach Smitty's award. The governor had already spoken for 15 minutes to the silent hall, listing first the championships, but dedicating the bulk of his speech to the lives Coach Smitty changed for the better, including his own. Finally, he boomed, “Ladies and gentlemen, it is my honor to present the Award for Lifetime Achievement to my dear friend, Coach James ‘Smitty’ Smith.”

      A loud chorus of applause erupted from the audience. Coach Smitty made his way through the crowd, high-fiving and hugging his friends and peers. Once he was at the podium, everyone settled into their seats to hear this living legend speak. He brought no words on paper and spoke from his heart.

      “Governor, thank you for that humbling introduction. You forgot the part about how you tried to convince me to quit coaching to run for office. Politics was never my calling, though. I told you my heart is with a less violent sport,” Coach Smitty quipped. “No, sir. I was fortunate to do what I love for more than half my life.

“All I've ever wanted to do in my life is be a coach. But, as every man or woman in coaching knows, you have to find the right partner in life if you want to be a coach and have a family. In this regard, I won the lottery with my wife.” Coach Smitty locked eyes across the room with his wife. “Elise, thank you for not only supporting my dreams but for also nurturing those dreams. You made me a better man so that I could create better men through sports. I love you.”

      Coach Smitty paused to wipe the tears from his eyes. “I love football. But too many people think sports is just about scoring points. Sure, scoring points matters—if you don't want to win, why keep score? But there is so much more to sports than points on a board.”

      Coaches around the room nodded in unison. He continued, “Sports teaches us about life, about being on a team to achieve a common goal. Sports teaches us about being a good teammate, which requires accountability—to yourself and to each other. A team that does not have personal accountability from every coach and player will not win on the field, in the office, in the classroom, or in life.

“In sports, as in life, there are challenges and there is competition; every endeavor requires preparation and sacrifice. I have loved that preparation, and I have even loved that sacrifice. But what I've always loved the most about coaching is the locker room. Not the smell, or the piles of laundry; no one can love that,” Coach Smitty laughed with the audience. “No, I love the unity of the locker room. In every locker room you'll find athletes from different backgrounds, diverse stories, all with hurts and hang-ups, hopes and dreams. The Locker Room is a place where all these kids, who are all kinds of different, come together around a common goal. They work together, sacrifice for each other, and use their diversity as a strength to make each other better. They enter the Locker Room as individuals but they leave as a team.

      “As I look back on my coaching career, it won't be the records or the state championships that I will remember. I will remember the Locker Room—the place where we built relationships, dreamed dreams, had long conversations, grew, laughed, danced, celebrated, and cried. I will remember how special that place is, and I will forever believe that if more people in this great country got to experience their own Locker Rooms we wouldn't have the problems we have today.

      “But America doesn't have a Locker Room—we lack a common goal. We want people to sacrifice for us, but we don't want to sacrifice for anyone else. That's why you see so much division and hate. That's why, when we disagree, we scream at each other instead of talking to each other. It's why, when we get hurt, we go and hurt someone else, just to try and make ourselves feel better. It's why we put people down, instead of helping others up.”

Coach Smitty paused, this time for his own emotional control. How to get across to this audience how much he believed in the sanctity of the Locker Room? How to communicate to them that the best of human beings comes out in the vulnerabilities shared in these spaces? How to share with an audience who admires and respects him that this is a lesson he himself had to learn?

      Coach Smitty once more surveyed the room, taking a deep breath. He relaxed his hands on the podium, leaned back, and cleared his throat.

      “Years ago, I had a Locker Room that was divided, hurt, and angry. What happened in that Locker Room that season changed everything for me. The more I think about that year, the more convinced I am that America needs a Locker Room.”