Originally Posted by rollo
Due to a lack of officials, I had to ref 6 basketball games last Sunday. I'm a 54 year old King with a fake knee and recovering slowly from cancer BS last spring/summer/fall. If you think for 1 second I'm in the mood to put up with any cr*p from a loudmouthed parent, coach or player, you don't have much of a brain.
In game 4 of 6, I had some idiot dad yelling at me about how and when to call 'double dribble' (opposing kid bobbled a dribble...perfectly legal if you know the rules). Of course I ignored him...which only made him yell louder and louder. It was funny. Finally, during a time-out, this moron actually walked onto the court to continue the double-dribble conversation with me...and this was a D2 5th grade boys game! He and the conversation didn't last long. LaVar Ball....you have a long lost twin!
God help us all...
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Please tell me you tossed him.
My daughter plays on a soccer team with an amazing group of parents, girls, and coaches. As parents we have an unwritten rule that you shut up and watch the game. The only time we speak up is when it's a safety issue, such as when someone on the other team is pushing / elbowing in a way that could hurt someone.
Most games (3 out of 4) there is nary a word spoken loud enough for the refs to hear, and even when something is said it's along the lines of "come on now, let's keep it clean ref" or something like that.
Compared to the horror stories I hear this group is incredible.
