Pressed Into Service
I went to watch games at the high school a mile from my home last night. The officials were both guys I know and have had as partners. We spoke briefly before the start and for a few minutes at halftime of the girls game. Middle of the 3rd quarter something happened. I saw both officials walking toward the locker room and the senior member of the team was gesturing to me. Didn't know what was going on, but I knew it was serious. Turns out one of the guys was having chest pains. There were a couple of medical professionals in the crowd, and after a quick look it was decided that an ambulance should be called. I was asked to fill in for the remainder of the night. I said I would need 12 minutes and I'd be ready to go. Not sure how long it took, but I was back and all set before the ambulance ever left. Official got a respectable hand from the crowd on his departure.
Home coach introduced me to the visiting coach: "This is my brother." (home coach is that kind of guy)
My partner made his own introduction: "This is Mr. ____. He is a certified official."
Finished the night without incident. Home team lost both games decisively.
Official was released from the hospital about the time we finished. Turns out he had taken an aspirin + caffeine product which apparently caused his heart to race.
It's nice to feel needed.
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Last edited by just another ref; Sun Jan 20, 2013 at 01:18pm.
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