Later this year, I will reach the 30th anniversary of the first day that I stepped onto a field as a football referee.
Officially, the new season starts locally in September, but yesterday, I received a telephone call asking if I would step in and referee a friendly fixture this afternoon.
"Of course," I said.
With an hour to kick off, it's bucketing down and there's a gale raging.
Naturally.
Several soggy hours later: We had a great time in the rain. Everyone was soaked within seconds, after which it didn't really matter.
The rain stopped five minutes from the end of the match.
Naturally.
Saturday, August 9, 2008
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