Like father, like son?

The following is a fictitious account . Our scene takes us to Lubbock, Texas. It is early morning, March fourth on the campus of Texas Tech University. Last night the Raiders lost to conference foe, Kansas, 109-51. Pat Knight, the recently named coach of the Raiders is strolling across the parking lot to the athletics’ offices on the west Texas campus. Brief case in his left hand and a cup in his right he walks up the steps of the darkened building. As he approaches the front door, Knight puts his cup of latte in his left hand and with his right scans his key card for entrance into the building. The young coach turns and proceeds down the hall to the Texas Tech basketball offices. Again he scans his key card to enter the office. Without turning on the lights he strides past the front desk to the hall leading to his office. As he turns the corner, Knight notices that the door to his office is slightly open, and a tiny sliver of light stretches out into the dark hall. Just before ... (link)