Will was willing to let the club discuss things. To a point. When it became apparent that they were going to go in circles, he cleared his throat and stepped to the center.
"Thank you everyone for all your suggestions," he said, and gestured for everyone to take a seat. "I think we've got some good ideas going, and I love the idea of everyone running a practice. It shows real ownership guys." He thought for a moment, of Rachel's color-coded schedules, and knew he'd have to do something about that too. Sometimes being the teacher was so hard.
"I want everyone to write their schedules down, and I will come up with a schedule that works for the majority," he said decisively. "Make sure to leave your email and phone, and I'll get everyone a copy tonight." He'd push it to the weekend if he didn't think Rachel would explode with anxiety. "I'll figure out where we can meet as well, though if you have suggestions write those down as well. I'll have to see if or when this room is available." And a trip to Figgens' office was not really on his list of things to do, but he would for his kids. They deserved this.