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I had something sad and then amusing Saturday. It's an 8th grade girls game. Very small gym. Dad in the second row at half court is riding my case real hard about EVERYTHING. I called a carry (incredibly obvious--girl caught the ball up by her armpit and then dribbled again) and he says "wow you really have it out for her today, don't you". Keep in mind the second quarter has just started. I tried to be nice and said "sir, I've heard enough out of you. I don't want you to miss your daughter's game, but if you continue to act like you are now, I'll have you removed from the gym." He starts to say something and I interrupt and say "no, sir. That's enough. I don't need to hear anything else." So then his wife says "fine, if he isn't allowed to talk, then I'll say it...you're bad!!!"
I thought that was amusing. They were quiet until there were 15 seconds left in the game and then he started being a jackass again.
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