When I coached baseball, I would go to the mound for a visit with the pitcher, pitcher and catcher, or entire infield. Shit, sometimes it would be to discuss situation, I would even tell a joke or I’d be pissed at the umpire, I would have my back to the plate and wait for him to come out and right before he got to us, one of the players would have eyes on him and with a nod, let me know he was almost there and I’d break up the meeting and jog back to the dugout.