About two years ago, I lost a case. Badly. The jury deliberated for a few hours, and only asked one question: “Is there any way we can award both forms of damages?”

Throughout the case, I was confident in my decisions. I’d done the work. I knew the law. I knew the facts. I knew the evidence. I was prepared. I trusted that, because of all the work I had done, and because I’ve been trying cases for a while, that, in the heat of any moment, my instincts would serve me well.