OMG, that reminds me so much of the soccer games we've had when Jane was little. Her coach through the years was Italian (his kid was in the game too) and we were always afraid he could get a heart attack, that's how much he was involved in the game. He was so with the game, no parent was able to approach him during a game, but I am sure he got his fair share of complainers too.
We used to have the most problems with the opposing teams and parents. Catholic schools have tons of Mexican kids playing and they were so much more serious about soccer. When our team won, we sometimes thought
the parents are going to come over and beat the crap out of us.....it was
even worse when my daughter's team won in the play-offs, out of ca.
20 other catholic schools - some of the parents of the opposing team got into a real shouting match with a few of our parents.
Ah, I miss those days......