You Never Loved Me!!!!!!
Honestly, hear, hear to that. Those fucking posts are just as fucking stupid and stilted and fake and insincere and moronic as "respect my decision" posts. Honestly, dude, nobody cares about you as a person … at all. Help my team win or not. If not, you can DIAFF for all I care.
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Narcissism is plaguing our society
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And terrible parents.
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In my day, we? would've told G. Hatchett to get lost. Yet, here we? are.
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Had to tell a parent that asked “why is _______ not playing a lot?” I told her “who is he going to play over”? She froze. I said “he’s barely nine. He’s not getting over any of the 5 ten year olds in front of him. Playing him at TE was to make him happy and probably mostly you.” Blank stare.
me: “Ok so I’ll move him to lineman.”Her: “No that will make him sad.”
Me: “He will play line next year just do it now.”
Her: Confused look
Me: “Ok, I need to go back and spend the little time I have coaching.”
She actually didn’t write a letter to the board. Some people, mostly crazed hysterical moms need to be told no.
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Pics of the crazy moms?
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I used to say that all the time when parents would complain that their kid wasn't playing shortstop or pitcher all the time as a 6 year old. Who do you think he should be playing over. Who should I sit that isn't as good as him in order to get him that playing time.
Well, you're the coach. That's your job.
Exactly.
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The crazy ones are actually pretty meh unfortunately
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This is exactly why I hate coaching my kids’ teams. Two summers ago, I had a crazy white trash grandma bitch me out before the final game about why her grandson hadn’t played pitcher. Mind you, it was fucking rec ball coach pitch for 6-7 year olds, and he was the best player on the team, so he played in the infield more than any other kid. I kept a scorebook so I could track where each kid played each game to try to keep things fair. When I got home that night, I went through my scorebook, found the game where her grandson had played pitcher, and texted it to her. She responded by saying she was going to call the city, report I was harassing her, and make sure I never coached again. I fucking hate people.
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Maybe keep in mind this could be to fend off as many death threats as possible. These kids are not the problem.
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My D played on a well known, eastside premier team. She started late but the kid was crazy athletic and had size. In the beginning, there were kids who'd been playing at that level since U10 and were super fundamentally sound and knew the game way better than my D. Serious kids. Some of those kids stopped growing, and a subset of that group, and some who continued growing, didn't have any twitch. That is a problem in that game. Go play softball or something.
Anyway, my kid who started playing there at U-14 flew up the food chain and displaced people. One guy, who is a fairly senior Microsoft executive, is the father of one those fundamentally sound kids with no twitch. The coach once described her as an elephant in water. You could time her first step with a sun dial. She got moved down at U-15 because you can't fix twitch and you can't fix size and Darwin is doing his thing all along. That fucking guy blew up like no adult involved in youth sports I've ever seen. Wrote letters, blew up on the internet, you name it. Short of the crazy parents who have to be escorted out of the park during games, this guy was the single most entitled, oblivious, self-important jack ass I've encountered. Ten+ years letter, people in that broader social circle still talk about that guy.
