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A few weeks ago I was working a weekend tournament that had some pretty good teams come into town. During one game, the head coach really started whining and begging for calls. Most of which was ignored until he said "I'm a ref". At that point, I told him that because he's a ref, he'll understand this call...WHACK!
He deserved it, he got it and the rest of the game was smooth like butter.
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Do you ever feel like your stuff strutted off without you?
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