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			My rookie year, I took a bunch of YMCA games in trade for a family membership.  These were mostly spring high-school age boys' games.   
 
The Y staff repeatedly told the kids to stop dunking in pre-game.  I asked the league head, why not just T them up?   
 
"Oh no!" he replied.  "We don't want to go THAT far!"   
 
"They'll never stop until you penalize them," I reminded them. 
 
"Yeah, but..."   
 
Fast forward to the championship game, which I'm working.  One kid tried to dunk in pre-game (missed), and held the rim.  I called the T.   
 
The result was what I expected:  No-one got mad at me, but everyone yelled at the kid!  (He was a fun kid who was a frequent target for abuse.)  We started the game with free throws and the ball at the division line.  No big deal. 
 
Actually, the one person who made it a big deal was the 18-year-old who was supposed to be my partner.  He was so disgusted with my call (this was a kid who openly admitted he "hated to call fouls"), that he feigned an injury just to get out of working with me!  We found a quick replacement, who was better qualified, anyway.
		 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			
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