|
Years ago, we had this happen to start the second half of a local jr. high boys game. Visitors had the ball. Home stole the throw-in pass, and the buzzer sounded. Play stopped. We whistled the play dead, took one second off the clock, and gave home the ball. Inexcusable, yes, but really of no great consequence, this time.
__________________
I swear, Gus, you'd argue with a possum.
It'd be easier than arguing with you, Woodrow.
Lonesome Dove
|