The Question

[LaxRef]

I got some response to this question from Stripes #1, but I could use a few more. Anyone care to chime in?

What is the most interesting thing you’ve ever penalized—or wish you’d penalized—with an unsportsmanlike conduct penalty?

Also, anyone have any good ideas for Question #2?

[Bobsch]

It wasn't that interesting, I guess, but someone was angry with a call. He went to the ball laying on the ground and hit it with a perfect golf swing with his stick and knocked the ball about 50 meters away.

The most interesting I've seen was from a non-English speaking ref.....he sent someone off for fighting and called an "Explosion Foul."

[BlueJaysLaxFan]

Maybe LR can also remind us what question 2 is? Mine were the typical variety of USCs.

[LaxRef]

Maybe LR can also remind us what question 2 is? Mine were the typical variety of USCs.

No, I meant good ideas for what to ask for question 2. I haven't decided what it should be yet.

[BlueJaysLaxFan]

No, I meant good ideas for what to ask for question 2. I haven't decided what it should be yet.
Ah, sorry I should have read the newsletter first. The thread we had going a few months ago ("interesting" things we have heard players say on the field) got a lot of response from the forum. A question along those lines for the newsletter as well?

[pboyd]

Q: What is the most interesting thing you’ve ever penalized—or wish you’d penalized—with an unsportsmanlike conduct penalty?
A: Back in the late 90's some of the local HS teams were still club teams and there were a few games I officiated that were co-ed. With a helmet and shoulder pads on it was often difficult to recognize the gender differences. I still remember the USC call against the offensive lineman playing lacrosse because you could hit someone within 5 yards of a loose ball - the ball was loose and he called "man" but in this case it was "girl" and he laid her out - I blew the whistle, called USC ( a very loose interpretation of any act considered unsportsmanlike by the officials) and asked him "What would you mother say?"

[stripes182]

My craziest USC happened in my second year of officiating during a youth summer tournament. I was working alone and was following the play into Team A's offensive zone when literally everybody on the sidelines starts going ballistic and pointing and screaming at Team A's defensive zone. There, one of Team B's attackers is on the ground having a seizure and I could see from forty yards away that his face was already blue. Being completely surprised by the situation, I instantly blew my whistle. After I blew the whistle, the player's mother runs on to the field shouting "it's no big deal, he's going to be fine, this happens all the time." This obviously left all of us speechless.
The problem came in when I turned around to grab the ball thinking I'd just give it to Team A at GLE and get everybody going again. When I went to find the ball, however, I saw it in the goal. Obviously I didn't see the goal, and both coaches agreed that I'd blown the whistle as the shot was in flight. When I reset the ball outside the attack area Team A's coach became IRATE and insisted that the goal was good. He decided to take the argument personal, drew my flag and the ball started with Team B (who had a new attacker) across midfield.

[inblack]

I had a guy get drilled into the boards in a Box lacrosse game a few years ago.
Clean check, but Hard, and the guy was not quite ready to take it, he saw it coming, but not time to really prepare for it.
I guess he had a rather large lunch that day, and was just about done working on the digestion.
Well in a polite manner ... he got hit so hard he 'soiled' the floor. And his leg, and shorts etc...
Between the tears of laughter The Arena Manager who had the not so pleasant task of cleaning up the mess asked me if I could call a 'Gross Misconduct' (this is an actual penalty in the Canadian Box Game) for the gross manner that he treated the floor!.

My reply ....

read the signature!.....

[MElaxRef]

Possibilities for question #2:

What was the most funniest exchange you have ever had with a player?

What was the dumbest call you (or a fellow official) ever made?

What is the most unusual 'no goal' call you've ever made?

[massref]

I officiated a middle school team where the players refused to tie the drawstrings on their game shorts. Wearing pants low and showing under was "cool." One participant was running with his pants below his crotch, exposing his underwear, cup, etc. so I flagged him for a uniform violation -- under garmets were not white, gray or a team color and did not match the other players. I told the coach that if his players did not tie their pants so they didn't come down that I would flag his team every time I could see a players underwear. The coach had no control of the team and they pants kept coming down, so after three USC they finally began to tie their pants. the game continued.

[massref]

Many years ago when lacrosse was using a hollow ball (am I dating myself?) a middy ran down the field and fired a shot toward the goal. The goalie reacted to block the shot jerking his stick in an upward motion. He then looked into his stick and there was no ball. The official signaled goal. He then turned and there was no ball in the goal. There was no ball on the field. Players began looking all around the field, around the goal, and no ball was to be found. I then notice a defenseman pulling at his helmet. Because the ball was hollow, on the shot the ball squeezed between the horizontal bars of the mask and it was resting on the defenseman's cheek making it difficult to remove his helmet -- ball found!!

[feegs]

USC=FPC
While I am from Florida originally I was not the guy who flagged Xeclipse's teammate, but I echoed Massref's uniform violation just last year here in Northern Virginia. I flagged an overweight pole for "a flagrant plumber’s crack.” His pimply *** still haunts me. "Jailing" FPC's should be called more often IMHO. Untied shoe laces are next.

[feegs]

Dumbest call? Post:7 (all rights reserved)
One lustful night years ago in a dark and lowly rural Virginia town with more pick-up trucks than games won in memory, I had had enough of some loud-mouthed, blowhard high up in the stands who lazily yelled down, "Ref, you suck son! You don't know squat! What is the matter with you?!" Accompanied by the ultra-annoying polysyllabic whine, "Come Aaaahh-onnn-nnnnuh!" From time to time during the first half I stole glances and saw no one standing. (I particularly dislike seated shouters.)

"Go kick a cat, you bum," this solo seethed privately not recognizing the voice or his point.

Feeling my rage boiling up in my mostly gin-free brain, I suddenly stopped the third quarter looked into a sea of seeds and blindly pointed up into the stands while shouting "OK! That's it! You! (beading my glass eye slightly like a gunfighter) You're outta here!"

“Get the young’n Dixie, he might come up here.” I heard a seasoned fan warn as I stepped slowly toward the chain link fence.

Feet from the cowering cheerleaders, the caustic verbal bile finished spewing from my peptic acid-eroded gullet and my finger trembled, directing now old words to the adjacent cow pasture. I realized then I had no real idea who I was talking to. It was just a voice, but probably from around that section. Hell, clear the whole section -- the whole side -- the whole stadium -- the whole county, if need be. Plain to even the hundreds of adut fifth grade drop-outs, 1 was not well this evening.

There was a pregnant pause of six or seven seconds and then this overall and camo clad jerk stood up and slinked, slunk, slacked his "idiot in the front, moron in the back" mullet down the stadium steps into his incest-inspiring spring darkness, guilt-ridden in the shame he brought his incarcerated daddy’s name.

"Ball's staying right where it is, boys." I said next. “Goalie?! Here – with me!” Restart.

My relief at that moment was similar to, but one hundred fold greater than, when I lose a slasher's number in a scrum, blow the whistle and the culpable party is on his own way to the sin bin before you get to "RED __(who-ops?)___, yes, 2-8 (the guy heading the bench's way now) SLASH, ONE MINUTE." This lapse happens occasionally because of the meds I now take, but I have not banished anyone from the stands in a coon’s age.

2 postings? Yes, it is a snow day here in VA. "Life is good," as my friend Hank says in New Mexico. 6:45 PM, time for more meds and Magellan. Nurse?

[shrekjr]

This lapse happens occasionally because of the meds I now take...

"Life is good," as my friend Hank ("Gator"?) says in New Mexico. 6:45 PM, time for more meds and Magellan. Nurse?
After those two posts, looks to me like feegs is on more than medication!!! I haven't heard good stories like that since....Vail! :worship:

[CardinalPuff]

Dumbest call? Post:7 (all rights reserved)
.....I had had enough of some loud-mouthed, blowhard high up in the stands who lazily yelled down, "Ref, you suck son! You don't know squat! What is the matter with you?!" Accompanied by the ultra-annoying polysyllabic whine, "Come Aaaahh-onnn-nnnnuh!"
that was me in Vail last summer feegs....at the Red Lion....

[feegs]

All posting and no play makes "Jack" a very bad boy.
All posting and no play makes "Jack" a very bad boy.
All posting and no play makes "Jack" a very bad boy.
All posting and no play makes "Jack" a very bad boy.
Snowed in near Vail now with the family at this closed hotel. Stringing sticks with invisable pull strings. Honey, where is that damn axe?