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Not an injury story, but Mark's post reminded me of my favorite reffing story that happened to me.
I'm in a small tight gym and going up the court at Trail in two man. I'm on the sideline and counting with my left hand, running on the sideline because there is pressure on the ball handler near the sideline. My right hand somehow finds it's way between a lady's rear end who is walking down the sideline. I mutter an embarrassed 'sorry' and keep going. At halftime, I come out and she is right at halfcourt sitting on the front row. I apoligize again and she laughingly says "I told my husband it's been a long time since I've been touched like that" I was rather red in the face and hoping he wasn't too big an ol boy..
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