So the little league team is 0 and 13. Feels like 0 and a gazillion. Tuesday night's game was one of the sloppiest losses yet. Fortunately, Josh wasn't a part of this fiasco, as he was getting his braces on. We should have won, but the kids were lethargic and unfocused. They were playing tight. The weather was also generally crappy. So I decided to cancel the next night's batting practice and regroup the kids at Saturday's practice. Well, one of the parents had a k'nipshit. "We need more practices. In football, when it get's tough, the tough get going. You've given up on the kids. You shouldn't be coach anylonger". He wanted me to step down. He even tried to run his own practice. I told him to chill, respect my decision, and that I resented his accusations. Fortunately, my highly vocal assistant coach backed me up. The other dad eventually backed down. Just more stress for a thankless, time consuming job. Good practice today, though. Off to certain defeat tomorrow....
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