Steve Kerr has one rule for his son Nicholas, a first-year assistant coach with the Golden State Warriors: "You've got to call me Dad." Not 'Steve,' not 'coach.' Dad. On the bench, in huddles, during meetings—Dad.
And folks, if that doesn't capture everything beautiful about sports and family, I don't know what does.
As Kerr weighs his coaching future, potentially in his final season on the Warriors bench, he's spending it working alongside his 33-year-old son. Nicholas serves as an offensive assistant, conducting independent film studies and presenting analytics findings to the coaching staff. But the best moments? Those aren't happening during film sessions.
"My favorite games are the 5 p.m. contests," Steve told The San Francisco Standard. "Nicholas brings his two daughters to the family room, and afterward we all convene in my office. The girls are crawling around the floor, the family's in there, we're enjoying each other's company, having a beer, having some food."
Then came the gut-punch: "And these are memories that will last forever...And they're not going to happen for too much longer. That bums me out."
This is sports at its most human. The greatest coach in Warriors history, the architect of a dynasty, the man who guided Steph Curry, Klay Thompson, and Draymond Green to four championships—he's not thinking about X's and O's in these moments. He's thinking about his granddaughters crawling around his office. He's thinking about having a beer with his son after a game. He's thinking about how this doesn't last forever.
