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High school soccer

As I’ve mentioned before, I’ve started reffing high school soccer, and it’s great. I love it, and it pays more, so I can’t complain about that.

So far, it’s been pretty interesting. I worked every day last week, with two games one night.

On Tuesday and Wednesday, I had games at the same school — boys on Tuesday, then girls on Wednesday. This is a school that only pays for two refs for JV games, so I was only needed for the first game on Tuesday. After the game, which was pretty uneventful, I sat in the stands with a friend of mine who was watching her nephew play.

While we were watching and talking, one of the players on the visiting team went down. He hurt his knee so badly, the ambulance had to drive onto the field to get him out of there. We later heard his knee was turned all the way around to the side. Poor kid. He was apparently a big shot on his school’s cross country team, too.

Soccer is a violent game, and I’m a believer in calling very few fouls, but I hate to see anyone get hurt. First, because it hurts; but mostly because it keeps him or her from playing the sports that they love.

At the girls’ game the next day, it was pretty hot and muggy. Probably not super-hot, but the coaches wanted to take water breaks anyway. This is a school that has found itself in trouble for not being careful enough in the heat, so they’re extra-careful now. Fine with me. I like to be very hydrated.

At half-time in the first game, a girl got overheated and had to be rushed off the field to an ice-water bath. It made me worry because if it hadn’t been for half-time or us taking water breaks, she might have kept on playing and dropped on the field.

Heat stroke can kill you pretty fast, and I think a lot of kids don’t realize that until someone dies. Football is in the headlines the most because the players seem to be most susceptible (summer practice, helmets, etc.), but if you drink sodas all day then run around at top speed 0n a soccer field, you’re going to get yourself into trouble.

The girl was OK, and no ambulance was needed, but the coach joked with me afterward that she got an eyeful because they had to take her into the boys’ locker room and the football players were still in there.

Soccer season is back!


And boy, am I in the thick of it.

I have a game every night this week, and two tomorrow night. Mind you, I’m not complaining. I love every single game (almost), and the weather here has been awesome, so I can’t complain about that, either.

I’m getting ready to start a night job next week, so that will cut into my reffing time, but I need the money, so I had to do it.

So, my stories are forthcoming, I just have to have a minute to sit still and collect my thoughts.

My biggest challenge this season is high school. The games themselves are fine, it’s getting to them that is rough. I live in a city that has pockets of nasty traffic. So, when a game is at 5:30 p.m., I have to haul ass from work to make it to a game on time. And I haven’t been really successful so far. One time I even went to the wrong school, then had to book it across town during rush hour to make it. Luckily, the AD was friendly and joked with me about it, but I still felt awful.

That game was a girls varsity game, and it was very one-sided. I think the final score was 8-1. The visiting team scored a goal in the first minute. But the coolest part was when the home team scored its only goal. The ball was near the goal, but they just couldn’t get it in. They all ended up on the ground, some inside the goal and some out. I was actually worried someone would slap it in with her hands, but that didn’t happen. After a few second of struggling, the ball slowly rolled across the line and I threw my flag up and yelled, “It’s in!” and the girls all jumped up and screamed, “It’s in! It’s in!” I wanted so badly to celebrate with them. I love an underdog.