My weekend

[blindzebra]

With all the horror stories popping up, I thought I'd share.

Friday night I have the semi finals of a Boys and Girls Club high school division.

The second game was two rival high school teams, we had two double technicals fouls, two intentional fouls, four kids fouled out, with a bench T at the end against the winning team for taunting.

Saturday was the tournament for the local youth leagues high school division. Five games including a rematch of a very close game from 3 weeks ago that I did where we had 5 technicals, including an ejection, two intentional fouls, and 2 kids fouling out all in the first HALF!

Surprisingly all went well, but as I was leaving my cell phone went off and not being the type to leave a fellow ref hanging, off I go to do a men's league semis and championship game.

Typical rec league in playoffs, physical play, tons of complaining, and T's sprinkled throughout the 3 games.

With 2 minutes to go in the final, a hard fought, close game one of the more vocal players drives to the basket attempting to draw a foul and literally launches himself Superman style at the defender who managed to avoid the flopper. The flopper goes splat and as his teammate is putting in a lay up, he rolls into the player he missed.They both go to the floor and in a nice wrestling move the flopper gets the defender in a head lock.

I'm lead and they are literally in my lap. I'm blasting the whistle, yelling at them to let go. Players from both teams are trying to peel them apart. Luckily nobody else is losing it and we get the two apart and as we do the defender who was in the head lock throws a punch that missed. I almost caught the elbow as it went past.

Both get tossed. We managed to get it done without anything else happening.

Sunday was the semis and championship of the men's league I've been doing since the high school season ended.

Three good games, hard fought without too much craziness, although I did call an intentional foul on a player who Mahorned a guy going to the basket.

The same guy two trips later face guarded the guy he was guarding, I said,"Get your hand out of his face," he pulled it back a little than went right back, so I whacked him.

Surprisingly, I did not get a lot of grief for the call.

I'm tired, but I survived.

[Edited by blindzebra on May 23rd, 2005 at 04:08 AM]