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In general, the hardest call for me is the 193rd travel call in a 6th grade game.
In specific, the hardest call I ever made was in my 2nd or 3rd year, in a fall ball tournament. It was boys freshman or JV, I think. White had this huge, clumsy post player, who kept shoving his defender. After I called the exact same play for the 3rd time, his coach asked me what he was doing wrong. I told him he couldn't displace his opponent. He could hold his own spot, but not move the other guy. I walked back to the endline, P administers a throw-in, and this big guy pulls his little stunt again. I was so shocked I almost didn't call it. Fortunately, Padgett was kibitzing from near-by, and I got the whistle in in time. Coach pulled him after that. I hope by now he's learned his lesson.
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