I'm R, on opening tip white gains possesion and point guard pulls ball back in their front court to set play up. Loud tweet as I signal over and back, point to spot and head south, pleased that my first call was a good, sharp, clear cut one.

But wait, I'm looking at volleyball court markings which are 6-7 feet inside division line..........oops.

Fast forward a few years,after National Anthem, partner asks what's on the seat of my pants and hopes it's not what it looks like. Apparently I sat on some chocolate in locker room. Quick visit back to locker room, scrub it off, and now it looks like I wet my pants.

I love this game.

It's Tough To Officiate Without A Whistle ...
 

Same thing for me, no whistle for a boys varsity game, on a Friday night, in a packed gym. Of course, it took several minutes for me to find the site director to unlock the dressing room.

Hence why we are always told NOT to backpedal - lesson learned the hard way, huh Colt?

I feel for ya here! I seem to get "keyed up" for my bigger games and keep a bottle of Pepto in a drawer at my office, at home in the medicine cabinet, and in my bag just in case I need to take a swig.....or ten! :eek: Man, I hope I get over this!

Funny story on a partner working a holiday tourney at a small Christian school in Hawaii a few years back. Partner was a "couple" pounds overweight and late in the first half he split his pants from zipper to back. Unfortunately he was wearing white underwear...dude was visible from satellites orbiting the earth. In the dressing room at halftime, another official from our association who happened to teach at the school came in laughing, not so much at my poor partner's bad luck, but at the the reaction of the kids on the bench she was sitting near. She heard the kids say, in standard local pidgen, "Hey look, ref gotta puka [hole] in his akole [butt]". I still laugh everytime I see that unfortunate partner.