Game
20, 2017-18
I'm sitting reading the walls in the
referee's changing room before a men's first team game that has taken me some
way out of town. There are four framed certificates on display that honour one
man's devotion to the game - a referee who's a member of the home club, and who
has put in 50 years of service to the amateur game. I mentally salute his
devotion. I'm only in my tenth season, but I feel like I've been reffing much,
much longer.
What Scots are good at. |
A few minutes later, having inspected the
pitch, I'm warming up close to the touchline when an elderly gentleman ambles by
and begins to chat about refereeing. I soon work out that he's the ref whose
certificates are on my changing room wall. He tells me how he skipped the
country when he was young to avoid doing military service and travelled the
world. He ended up playing for a Scottish ex-pat club in Adelaide. "Boy,
could they drink," he says. "Every last one of them."
He also has a view on the problems referees
face now compared with when he started out. "What I notice now throughout
the game is a lack of respect," he says thoughtfully, and with some
sadness. "A complete lack of respect." I agree, although I don't
mention that I've a blog full of stories to back us up.
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