And big brothers apparently.
I remember when I was coaching youth baseball. Rec league, nothing travel-ball level or anything like that. The league was redrafted every two years after try-outs. Those coaches who had some integrity would warn fellow coaches that a player he may have coached earlier "comes with a dad." That was rec-league baseball. None of these kids had a realistic baseball stage bigger than high school.
And for the record. moms could be just as bad as dads.
But this goes back a long way. If Art Heyman's step-father hadn't gotten into a furious argument with Frank McGuire, Duke basketball history might have been much different. Bill Foster used to get regular phone calls from Joe Gminski telling him how he was misusing his son.
I'm a parent and know that comes with lots of stuff. But this kind of estrangement just breaks my heart. I found Filipowski to be a bright, articulate, engaging interview. But sometimes he looked like he was carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders, even in the context of a program that expects to win every time it takes the floor.
I guess we know why.