Drew my first prep basketball assignment in at least a couple of years tonight — Westlake's 72-52 win over Simi Valley in the Marmonte League boys' race — and was immediately reminded of two things: One, how out of practice I am at keeping all my own statistics (we get spoiled about that stuff at NBA and college games), and two, just how much whining there is in the stands.
You can't hear that stuff from the field at a high school football game (one reason I always prefer the field to the press box) but you just can't escape it in the gym. I'm under no illusion that this is anything new — my dad, an otherwise reasonable man, believed referees were responsible for every loss in every sport when my brother and I were in high school — but it was a funny thing: when I graduated from high school and stopped having a rooting interest, all of a sudden the referees seemed a lot better. Not to say they didn't make mistakes, but they tend to be distributed evenly, and aren't some kind of arch plot against (fill in name of team here).
A certain amount of complaining is, I know, inevitable, but if people ever really listened to themselves or thought about what they were saying, I'd like to think they'd be a bit embarrassed. Really, how many decades has it been since "Go back to Foot Locker" was a remotely clever remark?








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