Aint got time for all that

Not sure what I was thinking back when I was scheduling games, but I wound up with five (5) games scheduled for Saturday. 7^th, 8^th, 9^th grade triple header at one of my favorite “rural” schools, and a freshmen/JV double header 2 hours later (with a 30 minute drive between the two).

I arrive to the sight 30 min’s prior to the 10am start (which incorporated an hour’s drive) and walk into the locker room and there are two officials dressed and ready to officiate.  The AD looks at me and asks “why are you here so early, you’re doing the freshmen game right?”.  My first thought was UGH..I could have slept some more…lol  I take out my phone and pull up the text message exchange between the two of us, and I show him where he clearly says “ YES, I need you to do the middle school games on 1/5/13 also”.  He looks at me and says, “I’ll pay you anyway, but can these guys work the game?”.   NO PROBLEM on my end.  So I do the freshmen game which is pretty eventless, but the gym smells like an old house with a bunch of male cats…if you know what I’m trying to say…LOL

I leave there and stop along the way to grab a bite to eat before proceeding to the next school.  I get there and do the two games…LOTS of running up and down, not sure either of them were interested in slowing it down..lol

Sunday at my CYO games, was a completely different story.   I issued 2 technical fouls, 1 intentional foul, had to have a “conversation” with THAT guy in the crowd who thinks it’s okay to yell at me AND players on the opposite team (after my conversation with him…. SILENCE), a quick, one sided rules interpretation meeting/explanation with a coach on just what Traveling really is,  and had to deal with a player on a losing team wanting to “wait for another player in the parking lot”…

 Okay..this is CYO, c’mon son, it AINT that serious!...lol  The parents of the player who the guy wanted to “wait for”,  ask if I could watch them walk their son to their car.   The kid was the smallest on the court, and they player that wanted to “wait in the parking lot” was huge.  So I’m standing at the door of the gym feeling like a Bouncer watching them get safely to their car and leave.

The Big dude proceeds to TRY to come back into the gym.  I stop the game and inform him that he is NO longer welcomed in the gym and to please leave the premises.  He asks me why he can’t come in, and I reply simply, “this is a No Bullying zone”..what I really wanted to say was “take your big sorry @$$ on and pick on someone your own size…OUTSIDE”… J.  He tells me that he locked his keys in his car and needed to wait for whoever… again you can wait OUTSIDE.  Then his coach wants to lobby on his behalf… Aint nobody got time for all that! J