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My first game assigned by our association, (only my fifth ever!) the coach kept calling me, "Julie" "Julie, you missed that foul" "Julie, that was a travel" "Blow the whistle, Julie!" It lasted about through the first half. I thought at first that it was a friend of mine who had threatened to come to this game and give me a little friendly hassle. So I just ignored it, and tried to concentrate on what the hell I was supposed to be doing -- which at that point in my career was a TALL order. By half-time, the name thing had petered out. After the game, the coach came over and said, "I thought your name was Julie, but I guess I was wrong. What was it again?" I literally didn't have an answer for that as it was dawning on me that it was he who had been yelling in the first half. As I told other refs about this, they all kept laughing, because this is apparently how he works the refs and I had quite naively de-fused him by just not responding. Beginner's luck, I guess.
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