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Fri Feb 04, 2011, 11:33pm
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Bam!
2q Girls varsity, I am trail when B1 steals the ball and a fast break ensues. I become the lead.
I break wide watching the ball all the way to the BAM! Collision. I hit something/someone, I am going full speed to the baseline about 15 feet from the line BAM. It was like a wall, I am 6'2" about 236. Some kid comes out of the stands onto the floor...he was smoking something or drinking, I hit him ( never saw him as I was completely on the play ) He went flying, I hit the floor, he literally went about 20 feet into the wall. ( not up, just to the wall. ) Never have I ever hit anyone or anything on the floor, I thought I hit a player or the coach.....wow, what an experience...everything was fine, I was not the worse for the wear, can't say the same for the kid ( about 18 to 20 years old....) Partner saw it developing, by the time he saw the kid, it was too late....good times.... 
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Fri Feb 04, 2011, 11:40pm
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Wow, glad you didn't get injured.
I had a similar collision with a coach years ago, and served him Tea while I was still sitting on the floor. He laughed as he drank it up. No one was hurt and everyone got a good laugh. 2 shots and the ball later, we were back to business. Never did find out why he was on the floor, partner told me it looked like he was demonstrating something to his bench with his back to the court. Like you said neither ever saw it coming, BAM!
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Fri Feb 04, 2011, 11:46pm
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Sounds like a blocking foul as he did not give the proper time and distance...in this case, sounded like he needed to give you the max 2 steps.
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Sat Feb 05, 2011, 06:57am
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We did have him removed....The school is a wonderful school.
It's Petersburg W.V. if you referee there, after the game they bring you a chili don and a bag of good pop corn. The fans NEVER complain, The coaches rarely complain and when they do, it's respectful, the players are very polite. It's hard to believe in this day and age, but it's true. It's a shame it's an hour and 15 minutes each way.
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Sat Feb 05, 2011, 08:07am
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C'mon!
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Sat Feb 05, 2011, 10:15am
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Sat Feb 05, 2011, 12:01pm
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Collisions ...
Once, almost thirty years ago, in a mens insurance league (Hartford, CT, is the Insurance Capital of the World) game, that was poorly attended, a few wives, and girlfriends, only one bank of bleachers was extended on the side of the gym opposite the table, so lots of room on that sideline, except for about ten feet where the bleachers were sticking out to within a few feet of the court, near the division line. I'm old trail, becoming new lead, in a fast break situation, I turn to run, while looking over my shoulder, and sure enough run right into the extended bleachers. I still have a scar on my shin.
Also, similar play, but after a made basket, I ran into a cheerleader doing her, "Yah, Rah, Rah, Johnny", routine along the sideline in a tight gym. She went about fifteen feet. I didn't feel much, she was one of them skinny cheerleaders.
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