There should be an online database of
referees’ changing rooms so that we can warn our colleagues of the potential
hazards. There’s one club I’ve reffed at a few times where the changing room
seems to be right on top of a severely defective sewage outlet. Sometimes you
do without a shower because you know you’ll come out dirtier than when you went
in. The groundsman might have left his overalls and a long history of their
sweat out to hang on a peg. If the floor’s been swept of last week’s stones,
mud, scuzz and dead skin then you’re generally happy.
Then occasionally you’re in for a pleasant
surprise. There are three different kinds of drink and a snack laid out on a
clean table. The team sheets have been printed out and signed with over half an
hour until kick-off, just like they’re supposed to be (this has happened to me
twice, at most). There’s a working radio so you can keep up with the action in
games around the country. Or there’s a box of used LPs...
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