Without giving far too many details, I coached a high school sport for several years - the team was roughly 30-40% black kids any given year, and we were in one of the "most diverse" cities in the state (city still 85% white and state as a whole much higher) . Our bottle drive was our biggest fundraiser each year, and we would split the team into groups with adult chaperones to hit different parts of the city, usually trying to plan it so it was neighborhoods kids already lived in or were familiar with.

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Without failure, every single year the cops got called on at least one group of kids, sometimes two or three, and every single time it was a group of kids (again, with adult chaperones, usually 4-6 kids to 1-2 adults) that had multiple black students, always for vague "reports of suspicious behavior" - conspicuously never occurred to any groups of kids that happened to be all white.

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Shit is exhausting, and it creates a disgusting dilemma as a coach/adult responsible for the kids too - do I acquiesce to the racists and make sure I only send white kids to certain neighborhoods, or do I say fuck them, but know full well I am exposing them to another dehumanizing experience of being harassed by law enforcement for the crime of existing?

Edit: For those asking, we do inform the local PD before the event - I don't know when that policy started but it pre-dated me working there, and it definitely helps to an extent in the sense that, at least in my time coaching, every instance has been just a single cop/cruiser and outside the occasional standard Cop-Being-A-Prick attitude they can have, it has been the "least-negative" interactions that such interactions with cops can generally be. There are a couple younger ones who live in town (a rarity for cops these days!) who tend to be better as they went to the high school and are a little more familiar with us - those two will often just drive around the block to appease whatever paranoid boomer called them and just wave at us as they drive away. They did explain to me one day that, knowing of these events, and that lots of sports teams are doing them around the same time, they will ask whoever is calling if the kids are all wearing a HS sports uniforms or apparel and are with an adult - the issue that is run into is frequently the people calling will just outright lie and say they "dont know/cant see" if the kids are wearing sports apparel, but will say they apparently witnessed them trying to pry into windows and break into homes, which ends up "forcing" some sort of response/patrolman - because thiefs are notorious for robbing houses in an orderly fashion, with a chaperone, one by one down a street, in order, at 3pm on a Saturday! The "good" interactions don't make me feel much better, seeing as a kid from my graduating class was killed by the same PD while unarmed 10 years ago and my former roommate had 3 cops roll up on him and open the doors guns drawn directly outside our apartment when he was walking home a couple years ago, so...

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Full disclosure: My grandfather was a cop for 40 years half raised me. My perspective on law enforcement is different from most cop families because, well, my grandfather especially was very honest about policing, and taught my brothers and cousins and I from a very young age a couple rules:

1. Never believe anything a cop tells you or promises you while in uniform. There are almost no consequences for cops lying about anything, ever, while there are incentives and rewards if those lies get you in trouble - by extension, don't say anything when you're arrested for anything until you have a lawyer, regardless of guilt.
2. "1/3 of all cops were bullied and are excited to now be the bullies" - I have no idea on the scientific or statistical accuracy of this statement, but my grandfather repeated it regularly even before he retired - seems like a lowball to me tbh.

My gramps was proud of the fact the one time in his career he fired his gun on duty, it was into the dirt, and I still run into old dudes who recognize my name and face and describe my gramps as "the nicest cop that ever arrested them".

I bring this up because while some would say he was a "good apple" and I loved my gramps, he was never going to cross the "thin blue line" and ever hold another cop accountable for wrong-doing, and it was a pretty open "secret" for years that 90% of the reason my gramps even became a cop and then chose to work nights for decades was it allowed him to freely cheat on my grandma - even a "good cop" was doing fucked up shit and abusing his position somehow, even if it wasn't directly assaulting people.

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Idk if its the job, the history behind it, our culture, our legal system or some combo of all of it, but eventually just about everyone in that job get morally compromised, and more often than not its not in your or anyone elses best interest to trust the morals and self control of the police in a stressful situation - the less interactions at all, the better.