Hockey is so much FUN
It had to happen I guess.
With all the stress I've been under at home I let my temper get the better of me at Hockey today and got into an argument with the Umpire. The thing with arguing with Umpires is that you can't win and we all know it, but my cork popped today and I let rip after the umpire's latest ridiculous and biased decision. My reward was a Green Card - an official reprimand which goes on your report sheet and is taken into account if you get a second one that season - AND a Penalty Stroke awarded against me.
Now, Penalty strokes are a strange thing. The way they are structured is DESIGNED to let the other team score. You might stop one in every 20 or so by fluke, but when you are forced to remain absolutely motionless on your goal line whilst another player gets a free hit from only 6 metres away, and can only move once the ball is hit or a goal is Automatically awarded.
I promptly stopped it and let rip with a huge cheer and politely clapped in the direction of the Umpire. This lovely lady decided she hadn't stopped messing with me, so awarded a Second stroke.
I stopped that one too.
My team came and gathered around me to congratulate me and one of the girls made a comment about cheating umpires. Of course, Ms Bitch-in-Yellow didn't need any further excuse and, on hearing the comment, awarded a THIRD stroke.
Yep, I stopped that one also. You should have seen her face - it was priceless. We were finally allowed to get on with playing and won the game 4 - 2 in the end, against the 3rd placed team trying to dislodge us from second place.
I wasn't all that worried about being reported; mMy perfect record - I'm almost 44 and this is the first time I've ever been reported since I started playing when I was 7 - would have seen me escape at the tribunal without penalty in any case, but the fact that the OPPOSITION coach approached the umpires at the end of the game and told them that her behaviour towards me had been disgraceful and that he would be pleased to attend the tribunal and give evidence on my behalf led the controlling umpire on the field (who cannot overrule a field decision she makes but is responsible for all reports) withdrawing my report on the spot.
I thanked the Coach, thanked the senior Umpire and offered to shake the other Umpire's hand. Funnily enough, she refused. Funnily enough, I didn't care~!
Ah, Hockey; I love this game~!!!
With all the stress I've been under at home I let my temper get the better of me at Hockey today and got into an argument with the Umpire. The thing with arguing with Umpires is that you can't win and we all know it, but my cork popped today and I let rip after the umpire's latest ridiculous and biased decision. My reward was a Green Card - an official reprimand which goes on your report sheet and is taken into account if you get a second one that season - AND a Penalty Stroke awarded against me.
Now, Penalty strokes are a strange thing. The way they are structured is DESIGNED to let the other team score. You might stop one in every 20 or so by fluke, but when you are forced to remain absolutely motionless on your goal line whilst another player gets a free hit from only 6 metres away, and can only move once the ball is hit or a goal is Automatically awarded.
I promptly stopped it and let rip with a huge cheer and politely clapped in the direction of the Umpire. This lovely lady decided she hadn't stopped messing with me, so awarded a Second stroke.
I stopped that one too.
My team came and gathered around me to congratulate me and one of the girls made a comment about cheating umpires. Of course, Ms Bitch-in-Yellow didn't need any further excuse and, on hearing the comment, awarded a THIRD stroke.
Yep, I stopped that one also. You should have seen her face - it was priceless. We were finally allowed to get on with playing and won the game 4 - 2 in the end, against the 3rd placed team trying to dislodge us from second place.
I wasn't all that worried about being reported; mMy perfect record - I'm almost 44 and this is the first time I've ever been reported since I started playing when I was 7 - would have seen me escape at the tribunal without penalty in any case, but the fact that the OPPOSITION coach approached the umpires at the end of the game and told them that her behaviour towards me had been disgraceful and that he would be pleased to attend the tribunal and give evidence on my behalf led the controlling umpire on the field (who cannot overrule a field decision she makes but is responsible for all reports) withdrawing my report on the spot.
I thanked the Coach, thanked the senior Umpire and offered to shake the other Umpire's hand. Funnily enough, she refused. Funnily enough, I didn't care~!
Ah, Hockey; I love this game~!!!