After a victorious soccer season, my dad’s team took its celebration to our house for beer and barbecue. I tried to stay out of the way but encountered the team coach in the hallway outside my bedroom. He pushed me against the wall, pressed his body into mine, and then tried to kiss me. I was 16. He was in his 40s. I escaped his clutches but was ashamed and embarrassed so I told no one what transpired, until now.