Middle School Basketball is seriuz bidnezz
so today i was asked to ref a couple middle school basketball games… 7th and 8th grade… i said sure why the fuq not?… now i’m not the greatest ref in the world… i would’ve rated myself a C- for todays job… mostly because i let the kids play and didn’t call every little thing because otherwise the game wouldve been stopped in every possesion… these kids are 12-14 years old… coordination is not their strong point…. unlimited energy on the other hand… well you get it right?… so you gotta let some shit go… a travel here a foul there… let the kids play gademeh!… the first game was the worst cuz i hadn’t done it in a long time… but i figured the 8th grade game would be better… which it was… the other ref was horrible… he kept calling petty shit and letting big shit go… which is the opposite of what you want… and some obviously bad calls… so anyways… during the game i kept hearing someone talking shit in the crowd… i ignored it.. i was busy calling the game… so after the game i went to grab my stuff from the scorers table… i’m talking to the HS student who was doing the clock and telling her how hard it is but that she did a good job… so this old man stands next to the scorers table… in his late 50’s but more likely early to mid 60s… this old muthafuqa is muttering some shit under his breath that i can barely hear… and im choosing to ignore it right… who knows wtf this old man is talking about.. finally he turns to me and says “say something”… i take the high road cuz i have students there and i’m a professional muthafuqa nah’mean? i’m not risking my job for a pissed off old timer… so i says… something about what?… he tells me “about the game and how you had the whistle up your ass the whole time”… i just tell him, again being a professional muthafuqa… how i don’t worry about middle school basketball games and i just let the kids play… he wife comes up and tries to tell him to go home… he says he wants to kick my ass RIGHT THERE!… now i start laughing right… i gotta chuckle cuz this muthafuqa can NOT be serious… his wife finally gets him to walk away… i tell the coach for our school what happened and he thinks i’m kidding… i’m laughing… and i tell him i’m not anxious to get in a fight and lose my job… he sees the old man and laughs too… the old man sees me talking to the coach and kinda mingles in the after game crowd… so we go talk to the opposing coach and tell him whats going on cuz it’s obvious the old timer is waiting for me… so now the old man decides to leave the building… both coaches decide to go outside with me in case the muthafuqa wants to start some shit… and guess what.. that old mug was waiting for me outside… and i just can’t help but laugh… he was pissed… coaches got between us and i just kept walking… now i get in my car… and guess what? this dude pulls out and tries to follow me… so i do what i know he won’t…. i go through the worst part of town… he turned right… who knew middle school basketball meant so much to some ppl….
