team management chaos 2025-09-20T03:57:24Z
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Rain lashed against my windshield like icy needles as I white-knuckled the steering wheel through rush-hour gridlock. My daughter's hockey stick rattled in the backseat while my phone buzzed violently against the cup holder - third missed call from Coach Erik. That familiar acid-burn of panic rose in my throat. Was tonight's match canceled? Did I forget the post-game snacks? Did they change fields again? My mind raced faster than the wipers as I fumbled for the phone, fingers slipping on the rai