[just another ref]

It is truly a small world. Today I went on a short road trip. On the way home passing through the town of the visitors from last night, I pulled in at Burger King to use the rest room. First thing I see is the bus of the home school from last night. First person I see is the head coach. We exchanged waves. When I came out of the rest room he followed me outside and we talked. He was mainly asking that I plead his case with the assignor against sending two out of three officials with such limited experience to call an important district game at this level. There was very little I could say, since I felt the same way before the game ever started. I didn't want to throw my partners under the bus, but the fact is, they were already under the bus, and we both knew it. I directed his attention toward myself instead.

"I know this was not the prettiest game. I obviously extended my area and made a lot of calls, but I felt like I did what I needed to do. I don't know how you saw the game. You may think I was most of the problem."

He responded at least somewhat in agreement.

"I know you were forced to fix some of their mistakes, and to make some calls when they just would have called nothing. It just looks bad to the fans when one guy has to make all the calls."

No argument there.