My dad was a natural athlete (though not a big man) who played in HS and in the service, then coached at the HS/Jr HS level. He was one of the few area coaches who really believed in the "character" and "sportsmanship" aspects of coaching, yet his w/l ratio was still quite good. He knew the territory.
Anyway, year after year he would attend coaches' clinics, glad-handing athletic soirees, and so on. Over time, he came to the conclusion that the overwhelming majority of college coaches were not great guys; I remember only one exception, and that guy got continually canned because wherever he went, the monied alumni didn't like him.
By the time dad passed away, he had stopped watching the NFL, NBA and MLB,* had given up on most team sports in general, and told anyone that would listen to take up golf or tennis. He felt that in a 50 year span, sports had become a corrupt cash cow full of crooks and criminals, with no remaining virtues.
*While tangential to athletics, dad also gave up on NASCAR when they put restrictor plates on the Hemis... dad cranked up the profanity when he found out about that, and there was never another race watched or listened to in our house. He did not live to see Richard Petty beclown himself.
Your father was a very wise man.