“All along,” eldest son Christopher said, “my mom expected to get a call one day from a soccer field that he had had a heart attack refereeing his third match of the day.” https://www.washingtonpost.com/news...-c-area-soccer-family/?utm_term=.4caa19cc6ddd Cheers, Mi3ke
Cheers to Mike, a fellow referee and fisherman. I've occasionally thought that when I go, I might like it to be either on the pitch or standing in the river waving a stick.
Let's go for fishing (or for me, hiking with lots of extra equipment) as opposed to scaring the crap out of our U10s that day....
Sounds romantic, but in reality it is sucky and ugly. I've seen it up close twice. One lived, one didn't (Players, not refs).
When I go I want it to be peacefully in my sleep, not screaming in terror like the passengers in the car he was driving. Preferably NOT on the pitch.
Man screwed up that joke didn't I. When I go I want it to be peacefully in my sleep like my grandfather, not screaming in terror like the passengers in the car he was driving.
Isn’t screwing up a joke fun? I was the MC for a high school fundraiser, and we had a kicker who had the third longest field goal in Georgia high school history. At the fundraiser, I said I patterned my golf swing after his kicking style. Now I can hit a golf ball just like he kicks a football. Straight down the middle and 60 yards. The golf coach said “that joke would’ve been a lot funnier if you had said drive a golf ball.“ “Drive a golf ball” is what I had been practicing all week. But I screwed up!