7th grade girls game: Between quarters, mother comes onto the floor to complain. We needed to call more time outs because mascara was getting into the girls' eyes.

+1

This is the best way to deal with it.

Funny how they can prioritize when they need to.

Frosh boys Saturday. Home player gets warned about attitude. Then, just as they pull to within five, he gets called for a foul and colorfully disagrees. Partner rings him up.

Next game, JV, visiting pg called for travel early in the first and displays just enough emotion (without any words) for me to remind him to just give the ball to a ref next time. He apologizes.

Home fan behind me, "you gave our player a technical."

No way. I don't believe this happened. That's hilarious.

Your fall rec league opens in January? interesting

I guess technically, practices started in the fall.....my bad.

So, now your Mr. Season guy? ;)

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What color?

I had the fun of tossing a fan last night in a tiny middle school gym.

I was working by myself because my partner went over to the 8th grade gym when the second official there was late due to the massive amount of rain we had. A section of fans were getting pretty unruly and I mentioned to administration during a timeout they were getting close to being over the line.

After I make an out of bounds call, I hear them explode again and decide to do a little fishing. I delay the inbound slightly and stand with my back to the endline and slowly scan the crowd waiting for somebody to show their butt. Sure enough one person did, standing up and aggressively posturing. I told the players to go to their bench, went to the table and told them that fan needed to go.

He left protesting the whole way and that section got a lot quieter.

"In our pregame, we decided to screw your team with technicals". Oh, how I want to use that line some day, but it would just get me in trouble. :D

We all have talked about funny lines we would love to tell a coach but know it would be unprofessional but I do have to tell two stories.

The first one was the last game of the 1983-84 regular season when my wife and I were still living in Glendale, Califorina. It was a boys' H.S. varsity game my partner was a good official who I had worked with a number of times in the last two years (his first name was Mark too, and wasn't Junior because he still wasn't a gleam in my eyes yet, LOL); I was the R in the game.

From the opening tip-off, the V-HC was on my case and the H-HC was on Mark's case. When the first quarter was over I told Mark I was stop this nonsense once and for all. We brought the two HC'es together and told them that it was obvious that the best place for Mark and I to officiate the game was for Mark to sit next to the H-HC and I would sit next to the V-HC for the rest of the game. The HC'es looked at us with stunned faces but never said a word the rest of the game.

The second story was during a boys' H.S. jr. varsity summer league game. The one team had committed 16 fouls to only 4 fouls according to their coach. He demanded to know what he should tell his players. I told him to tell them to stop fouling. LOL

MTD, Sr.