🎧 I Ejected a Coach in My Dreams – And It Still Counts

Last night I had a dream.

I was standing at midcourt…
whistle loaded, vision clear,
and some coach with too much caffeine
decided to test the line.

He barked.
He waved his arms.
He did that sarcastic slow clap
like he was auditioning for a meme.

So I ejected him.

In my dream.

And when I woke up?

I stood by it.

Because even in REM sleep,
you don’t disrespect the stripes.

You don’t get to coach entitlement at full volume
and expect silence from the other side of the whistle.

You think this is just a dream?
Nah.

This is a reflection of years of restraint,
hours of being blamed for your team’s turnovers,
and decades of pent-up T’s I never got to toss.

So yeah …
I ejected a coach in my sleep.

And I slept better because of it.