Three girls games tonight. First game, one team doesn't show at all, the other team has one girl show. So, I go next door to the other gym and tell the guys there I'll run the clock for them. Halftime score is 15-7. The game ends 19-10, so the winning team outscored the losers in the second half 4-3. The pace was so fast, my fingers got tired pushing the scoring buttons on the controller.
I go back to the other gym to do my second and third scheduled games. In that second game, we have a blowout. This is JV level. The losing coach starts getting on me and my partner in the second half. On one call, I am lead and his post player is defending the shooter when she puts her hand on the other girl's hip and pushes her pretty good. I blow the whistle just as the girl goes up to shoot and the defender makes a clean block. The howler monkey goes bananas and I explain that the foul was for a push down low and came before the block, which I stated was clean, but too late. Here's what happened next:
Howler monkey: "That's bullsh*t!"
Me: "Aw coach, I was trying to make it through the whole summer without giving any technicals. Now you've gone and spoiled it for me." WHACK!
Howler monkey: "That's horsesh*t!"
Me: "No, that's an ejection." WHACK! TOSS!
Later, I told my partner it was too bad that two technicals are an automatic ejection because I was would have liked to have seen how many more kinds of sh*t the guy was going to name.
BTW - I wonder if you can buy Purina Howler Monkey Chow?
