"wreck" parents...
 

Good times. Rec semifinal, pre-teen boys. Team B loses by 4. Parent of team B decides to come up my partner and I as we sit behind the scorers table waiting for the next game and says the following. ahem....

"I'm an official too, and I know you guys have it tough running up and down the floor, but you didn't do our boys any favors. They would have won if you guys would have made the right calls..." :confused:

Partner and I just walk away. Didn't want to waste oxygen on her.

Yes ma'am, obviously you're an official...b/c all officials say THAT to fellow officials after games. Good grief. :eek: Folks like that shouldn't be allowed to have kids!!

Party Favors ???
 

Just what part of the rulebook allows officials to pass out favors to one team, or the other?

"You're an official what? Jerk?" :mad:

I didn't realize mutantducky was a woman...

Stereotyping has its disadvantages.

C'Mon Vbzebra, cuttem a break....it is the playoffs ya know!
 

These players, coaches, and parents are under enormous pressure and you guys obviously weren't up to the challenge (sarc). Sheesh!

I certainly understand where you're coming from. I ref in three wreck leagues and these playoffs have everyone spun up in a tizzy..... Next week it all ends though, and then we'll be talking about how much we miss it. Go figure! :p

Color Me Sarcastic ???
 

Instead of (sarc) aren't you supposed to post in a particular color. I forgot what color? Maybe pink? These new Forum posting rules have me all confused. What's the color for confusion?

"The jerk store called and they are out of YOU!"

I'm sure the next game supplied them with a fresh shipment. ;)

i can only imagine! I should have stayed to watch :D

Luv'em but Leave'em
 

I guess this let's me know how your weekend games went. Gotta love them parents!!

This would be my reply:

"Actually, we have no problem at all running up and down the floor, but obviously you do, since you appear to be a couple of hundred pounds overweight. What are you on - the ice cream diet? Now why don't you get your fat a$$ out of here before I call my cousin Guido over to break your kneecaps - if he can find them in all that blubber, that is."

Buy hey - that's just me.