Come on, Cohen, think.
What would Gil Thorp do if he were faced with this situation? Leave? No way, Jose. He wouldn't leave. He would get drunk from his clipboard flask with Kaz, not do any real coaching, and then order his troubled young star athlete to pull the Wing-T, regardless of the actual sport being played at the moment. That's what Gil Thorp would do.
So pull yourself together with your freakishly drawn hands, comb back that hair, and get in the game, son.