Well, time to start a new war-story thread. Title should make it obvious. Here is my contribution: This occurred when I was about 3 years in the ranks and quite satisfied with myself. It was a boys rec match, IIRC it was ~U13 or so. Had the pre-game with my ARs, walked the field. Got the rosters from the coaches, intro'ed myself to them, discussed a local rule or two. Conducted the coin-toss, last minute instructions for the ARs and sent them to the nets. Called the teams out on the field - counted the players, checked with my ARs. Watch is ready, okay - let's go. Blow the whistle and signal to start the match. Players in the center circle look at me dumbly and one asks ever so politely "Don't we need the ball?"