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A few years ago I was doing a boys freshman game; one of my partners had forgotten his shoes so he had to call in the white hi-tops sneaks he had worn to the gym. Four of us had driven together about 120 miles one-way to call the Frosh/JV/Varsity games, so we ran 3-man for all of them. "Billy White-Shoes" was a new official and he was struggling. When he made what was at least his 3rd or 4th questionable/bad call of the 1st half I happened to be at C standing right next to the offended head coach who voiced his frustration. Doing my best Mars Blackman I deadpanned, "Gotta be the shoes, Coach, gotta be the shoes". The coach laughed and never said another word.
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