I just realized I was tagged in a thread and it was way off topic but yes I have dealt with crazy parents. I have worked as a Jr. High, High School, and College coach. I have also run a few private Sport Performance facilities. I worked with some really gifted 9 and 10 year olds and even at that age you could tell they were going to be great and several of them got D1 scholarships. I had one kid walk in at 15 and I was like damn that kid has NFL talent he ended up playing at Tech and spent 3 years in the NFL. I had one 7th grade kid come in and he couldn't squat his body weight but his dad was one of the biggest human beings I have ever seen. Kid ended up playing at Rice.
Then you have these obese, nonathletic parents that somehow think their kids are going to grow up to be great athletes. I have lots of stories like this but one town takes the cake. I was looking to get back into coaching right after the crash in 2009. I was making 30 grand a year with crappy benefits as Strength Coach in Indiana. I could make double that coaching in Texas. Finding a job was difficult. Apparently principals were concerned with my 4 year absence from public schools and the market was flooded with lots of applicants because there weren't any other jobs.
I ended up in a smaller town near San Antonio with a rather dubious reputation. This town had some good athletes but they could never win consistently. Once I got there I quickly understood why. The town is a caricature of a large multiracial dysfunctional extended family. We whose a kid whose dad played with the Cowboys and his son was the starting tackle and went on to play at A&M and spent a few years on practice squads in the NFL. The backup tackles mom comes in and complains to us about why her son doesn't get any playing time. This kid is fat, slow, weak and cant block a swinging d*%k. Mom claims that he runs a 4.8 and is our best Olineman but we won't play him because we are playing favorites because the other kids dad played for the Cowboys. Our fastest kid ran a 4.8. I wish the head coach would have invited the mom to a race between those two kids. I would have loved to see the look on her fat face when her kid got left in the dust.
Then you have these obese, nonathletic parents that somehow think their kids are going to grow up to be great athletes. I have lots of stories like this but one town takes the cake. I was looking to get back into coaching right after the crash in 2009. I was making 30 grand a year with crappy benefits as Strength Coach in Indiana. I could make double that coaching in Texas. Finding a job was difficult. Apparently principals were concerned with my 4 year absence from public schools and the market was flooded with lots of applicants because there weren't any other jobs.
I ended up in a smaller town near San Antonio with a rather dubious reputation. This town had some good athletes but they could never win consistently. Once I got there I quickly understood why. The town is a caricature of a large multiracial dysfunctional extended family. We whose a kid whose dad played with the Cowboys and his son was the starting tackle and went on to play at A&M and spent a few years on practice squads in the NFL. The backup tackles mom comes in and complains to us about why her son doesn't get any playing time. This kid is fat, slow, weak and cant block a swinging d*%k. Mom claims that he runs a 4.8 and is our best Olineman but we won't play him because we are playing favorites because the other kids dad played for the Cowboys. Our fastest kid ran a 4.8. I wish the head coach would have invited the mom to a race between those two kids. I would have loved to see the look on her fat face when her kid got left in the dust.
