I don’t like to judge other parents, but some parents make it hard.

I coached my son’s 6U Little League team last season. After a couple of weeks of letting the kids learn the basics, we started keeping score and counting outs. One of the moms on the team sent out a group text to our team stating that she didn’t like keeping score because the game shouldn’t be about who wins or loses and that she didn’t like counting outs because she couldn’t stand to see a six-year-old be sent to the bench for getting out. I tried to explain that kids are more resilient than that and that it is difficult to teach the kids the rules when they are allowed to stay on base even when they are out. She then said that if we absolutely had to keep score, could we just not put it up on the scoreboard where the losing team had to see it. Her comments blew me away. Like, WTF, lady.
But then it gets better. She actually allows her son to quit a team sport midseason because his feelings got hurt when he was called out. Rather than using it as a teachable moment, she just allowed him to quit. And the best part of all is that she would never admit to me that she let her son quit. She acted like he would come to every game, but at the last minute, she would come up with some BS excuse for why he couldn’t be there. I don’t know what you could possibly do to help a kid growing up in that environment. This is a family full of people who can’t own their shite.

And the boys in that family are giants. They would make incredible O-lineman down the road, but I doubt they will ever be allowed to touch a football field.