My 7 games in 3 days became 8.
Showed up early for my game and one of the officials working the 5th place game...only 2 in AZ...pulled a calf muscle. The state commissioner of officials sees me...the only other official there and asked me to get dressed just in case. I get dressed come out and sure enough he's too gimpy to continue.
So in I come 7 minutes into the game. It went pretty good.
The 3rd place game was a local team versus the pre-tourney favorites from California. They had 17 players and only 2 were around 6 feet. Their starting line-up was 6'9", 6'8", 6'7", 6'4 and 6'2". Tall and athletic so it's easy to see why they were favorites.
The local school was a lot smaller, their tallest player was 6'5" but what they lack in size they make up with brains, fundamentals and great coaching.
The visitors got down early and self destructed. Of course it became a story of home cooking refs in their eyes. I ended up whacking the coach.
The post game evaluation went well, but man am I tired.
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