Kinda like that dream, but different
MS girls game. Second of two FTs, I'm trail. Shot misses rim, and I try to blow my whistle. Nothing, as I realize it's hanging from the lanyard, my partner looks at me, his eyes saying, "aren't you going to call that?" When he sees me fumbling for my whistle, he takes the call.
Yeah, I'm still a bit rusty after a full season off.
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