When I played LL players had to make teams. The league was 10-12yos with a handful of players who were good enough at nine years old . I was one of them.
My coach was about thirty. He had pitched in the Cubs organization. He was an anti Semite. He didn’t know I was Jewish until Passover. Someone told him I wasn’t there because I had to go to synagogue.
He always pitched BP. From that day forward he hit me every BP. We didn’t have mandatory play. I very played little except for one at bat against the biggest most challenging, hard throwing 12yos. I struck out every time up. I had six or seven at bats in eighteen games.
I had been told by my parents not to tell anyone I was Jewish. It could only make things worse. I got my playing time in all the pickup games we played day after day in the summer. The guy didn’t return when I was ten.
What I got from that season is don’t ever let a coach you don’t like run you out of a game you love. Just toughen up and take it. Life will get better.