The limits of interpretation and the great luck of holding space.
Stotts and Griffin...every workplace has conflict and every conflict has context. Human beings are not just one entity at in one place at a singular point in time. The people who get on your last nerves end up being friends, confidants and mentors. Close friends and family can turn out to be the worst co-workers in the world. And a comment can be a joke one day to one person, and a reason to throw hands on a different day under diffetent circumstances. Big blowups seldom happen out of the blue, or even for the obvious reasons.
The worst situation for on the job conflicts is the 'Now'; when there is no time to reflect, consider, or translate. Deadline pressure, bad news, system failures - focus narrows, options disappear, adrenaline surges. If a pause can be engineered, physical separation, any kind of distraction - food, music, laughter - humans can be dissuaded from most negative behaviours and consequences. But in the Now, the brain loses perspective for most people and cedes control to the emotions - and the worst emotions tend to be the loudest internally and externally.
We can't be sure why the Stotts/Griffin thing happened. It took a year for the Draymond/Poole details to come out, despite being in public and on film. Speculation seems moot, and frankly invasive. Sometimes, whether it is four years as teammates or four years as coaches, Now just...happens.
Thanks for writing this. I feel the same way about my hometown of Portland, a place everyone used to love and now everyone seems to hate, even if to me is seems mostly the same but with a few more sad desperate people. It feels good to belong to a place.
Goddammit Katie, that opener is beautiful