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Working a senior girls game once. I make a traveling call, and both the dribbler and defender look at me as if I've got an arm growing out of my nose. The dribbler throws me the ball and stomps off, muttering to herself. The defender, however, looks me in the eye and barks something at me, which I did not catch because of the acoustics and noise. I say, as loud as I can, "what did you say, black?" She ignores me.
She inbounds the ball and gets it back, then dribbles over to me and whispers, "Your fly's down."
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