Derby coach didn’t mean skater. It never had. But Priest was a skater through and through. He moved with sleek confidence but fueled with a deep-seated disquiet. Skates with red leather flames streaking along the sides that inspired so much adoration in Noah, told a secret story. Only pieces remained out of reach…so many pieces. He didn’t look like a cop. He didn’t look like a disgraced coach. He didn’t look like the bad idea he was…at least according to my team.
