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I had one game where one player drove the baseline for a lay-up, got clotheslined on the way up, and came down with fists flying. A second pair of players took that as license to start into it, and we just decided to call the game. Actually, it was at a camp and the evals decided. I was paralyzed, having never seen this sort of thing before.
Then there was the game where the coach came out onto the floor and body-bumped me. Fortunately for him and me, I still had the whistle in my mouth so I just blew it right into his ear (chuck and rocky, remember that, the next time you are near a ref that's taller than you). He physically recoiled, and was then "rescued" by his assistant coach, and escorted off the premises by the tournament director. I heard later that he quit coaching. Thank goodness.
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