When it's 66-27....
...things happen. It was 41-6 at the half and the home team had one field goal the entire first half (a 3-pointer).
We had the winning team call a 30-second timeout essentially to sub. Other team was ready quickly.
Partner was the trail backcourt and didn't take the time to wait for me to give him the thumbs up. I didn't make a huge deal of it as I, too, wanted to get it going.
Coming up the floor, I heard some mumbling and quickly realized the losing team had six on the floor. Dammit. I whistle, we administer the technical.
Final is something like 77-30. At least we were in the car by 9PM.
Where's my good game? Huh?
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