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This one has already made the rounds in our association.
I had lost a lot of weight prior to and at the start of the basketball season last year. (My first) I am sure you know what is coming next:
Middle School Boys game. As I am running down the court from Lead to Trail on a FB, I feel the britches start to slide down a little bit. Not to fear I tell myself, I will give em the ole' "Officials Hike" when play stops. BUT NOOOO, the idiot point guard turns it over, and as I plant I feel the pants sliding down one cheeck. As I pivot I feel the pants sliding down the other cheek. So I hustle as fast as I could with the pants sagging like Eminem. There is a bang-bang play with the ball going out of bounds and a player out of bounds. I make no call. To make matters worse, the supervisor of officials is at the game with the exact same angle as I.
After the game he asks why I did not make a call. I told him I had two reasons. The first that I thought the offensive player exagerated the little bit of contact and that the defensive player did not do all that much. He told me I should have called it, then asked what my second reason was. I said, because my pants were falling down and I would much rather be heckeled for missing a call, then loosing my pants!!
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