As sad as this sounds, I am trying really hard to punish parents for their behavior. Trying to start this year with a firm hold. Complain about your dd not starting, your daughter will not start at all next tournament. Complain about dd's playing time, it will be decreased next tournament. Complain about my lack of compassion to your problems, bring me the uniforms and I will refund your money. Take your daughter and go.
I will spend hundreds of hours and hundreds of dollars on my team this year. My life is too short to continue putting up with people that don't understand or appreciate. I will do anything for these girls. I am done taking any crap off parents. There are too many girls wanting to play to lose any more sleep over parents.
Now, I don't mean that I won't talk to a parent that wants to know what dd needs to do to play more. I am all for that. I will explain what improvement we are needing from her. I will stay late to help her. I will set up extra practices for her. Anything to help her improve. But if they just want to whine, get out. Here's your money.
Last years team had some dysfunction and I think it was in part due to some 'normal' parenting issues. Some were blowing smoke up their child's rearends and constantly muttering in the bleachers. It was a small minority, but it affected my day and, I believe, the team. No more. I won't put up with a player that is a cancer. I will no longer put up with a parent that is a cancer. If I don't win a state tournament, ok. At least I won't dread going to the diamond.
Bingo! Ya know what i tell them, players and parents. When i slide my cleats on and walk on the field, that is imediate peace for me. All life stress leaves me. No phones, customers or whatever. Just the passion and love for the game. Want drama? Seek it elsewhere. And depending when a player leaves, or we ask them to leave, they do not get any money back.