Anyway, that little anecdote sets the stage for my rant of the day about sports-obsessed parents and their effect on their sports-playing kids. I got a heads-up message from one of my usual PR sources headlined “Spring Sports Madness Reveals the Losing Side of Student Athletics: Psychiatrist Shares 4 Ways Sports-Obsessed Families Can Affect Young Athletes.” This got me to thinking, since I was at one time a high school state-title-competing tennis player. Yes, I know; that was back when women tennis players wore dresses that would have made Scarlet O’Hara jealous, but the principles were the same. Fortunately, my parents were not psycho about my tennis “career.” They weren’t in a tizzy about me getting a college scholarship and/or going on to play Pancho Gonzales and Rod Laver in the Big Time. They were just quietly supportive and very happy for any accomplishments I happened to earn.