Reffing Women

I’m referreeing a woman’s soccer game. I’m blowing my whistle a lot. I wonder if I should be blowing my whistle so much.

Most times it’s unnecessary. The women know what’s what anyway. One time, I signal the direction of the throw-in when the ball goes out; I’ve pointed the wrong way; it doesn’t really matter because the women have the correct team do the throw-in anyway.

One time, I whistle someone for using hands. I’m so glad: finally, I am doing something constructive that only a ref can do.┬áThen I realize I’ve called in on a child who is playing in the dirt in the field. The woman play on, righteously oblivious of my tooting.