One of my good friends in high school was a phenomenal wrestler. Won state as a freshman and Sophomore. His junior year he got beat in the state champion by a kid he had beat 3 times that year. He gets home and his dad (a POS alcoholic) starts hitting him and telling him he is a terrible wrestler. His little brother was 6 at the time and came over and asked his dad to stop. His dad threw his younger brother against the wall and my buddy lost it. He proceeded to beat his dad until he ended up in the hospital. That kid never wrestled again, bounced around different homes our senior year and shortly after high school he moved to Nevada to work in a mine. He never really coped with that night and took his own life about 8 months after we graduated. I’m still furious when I run into his dad…Back in HS wrestling I once saw a kid I beat get legitimately slapped by his father afterwards. Made me sick to my stomach.
I played sports from age 4 until I graduated. My parents were very involved, but never acted out towards a ref or coach. It’s insane to watch how wound up some of these parents get.