Larry was an excellent referee. We used to always ply him with beer after a game and he would always remember this gesture the next time we had him. Not sure the opposition agreed with our love of him.
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Another time (also against Kanwal, as it happens) we had a bloke knocked over in the box - absolute stone waller.
Larry blew his whistle and walked purposefully towards the box, but when he got there, he took a left hander - walked off the pitch - walked up and down muttering to himself for god knows how long.
Both teams are watching him bemused, and the Kanwal boys started to hope it might not be given.
After (I kid you not) a good two minutes of this behaviour he suddenly explodes into action and points dramatically at the spot.
It was 100% the right decision but 100% the wrong way to give it. It was as though he'd invented his own personal VAR about 6 years early.
Ease up. Not sure we're allowed to talk about someone's adams apple these days.And there were we naive Avocans, believing every ref (except Merrington and that other c**t with the hat and sunglasses and protuding adam's apple) meant well.
We could've wined and dined Larry, but instead we tried to play good football.
That's you lot telt!
Great story Allreet.I'm aware how far this is straying from the original purpose of the thread, but we seem to be talking about CCFA referees, so here is the best of my Merrington (The Mantis) stories (there are some other beauties)...
It was game one of the season - everything was bright and fresh and full of hope. The mighty O35 Avoca Gummysharks were playing Ourimbah and five minutes in, we had two players beat the offside trap on half way and descend on the goal. I remember their entire defence give up and just watch in despair. One of our chaps draws the keeper to the right of the goal, then cuts it back for the simplest of tap ins.
The Mantis blows his whistle, but not for a goal (there was no linesman). I was standing right next to him in the centre circle and said, how on Earth can that be offside?
"You have to have two players between you and the goal when the ball is passed, so it's offside," said the Mantis.
"But he passed it backwards," I said. "The rule only applies when you pass forwards."
It was so obvious that the ball had been passed backwards but, never mind, play on.
So a few minutes later, we win an indirect right on the six yard box (from a passback). The wall is about three metres away, but they've got to be on the goal line. "Ten yards!" I shouted to them (as you do). Immediately the Mantis shows me a yellow card and says: "Let me referee the game!"
I made some indeterminate noise of resignation, and he showed me another card.
"That's for dissent," he said and pulled out the red. (It was never far from his grasp.)
In that instant the red mist descended. I'm a lawyer and a pacifist but in that moment I just wanted to kick f**k out of him.
"This is not about 22 blokes having a football match, is it!" I shouted. "It's all about you strutting about like Hitler and ruining it for everyone!"
There was a bit more shouting and I had to be dragged off the pitch by team mates (I was the captain also). Mind you, I knew of his reputation and even at the extremity of my fury I was careful not to swear at him. But in his match report, I had sworn long and fruitily at him, and the judiciary gave me ten weeks.
Naturally, I appealed, and took a couple of witnesses along. I was so looking forward to cross examining the Mantis (especially on the swearing issue - lying bastard). I had it all planned out and was really looking forward to him having to say the words he so famously detested - but the ratbag never showed up.
The judiciary believed me, but they had to give me something, so they reduced the ban to three matches - for which I was grateful - and then we sat around (Including the judiciary) drinking beers and telling Mantis stories for half an hour.
The sequel to the story... four matches later when I made my return, guess who the ref was? He was obviously very pissed off to learn about my penalty reduction so he had another go. I didn't get there until half time, and when I came on, we had an immediate attack down the right. The ball was cut back from the goal line and I ran onto it and smashed it into the top corner.
The whistle blew, and the Mantis walks up to me and holds up a yellow card.
"That's for constant offside," he said.
I'm pretty sure there's no such rule, but (a) I was miles onside; and (b) it was my first involvement in teh game, so how could I have been constantly offside? Clearly, he was trying to get me to blow up again, but this time I remained calm, just ran back to halfway having a quiet chuckle.
Tune in next week to hear about the time the Mantis goaded one of our under 16s and then red carded him inside the shed before the game.
Aah I get you, so you mean something like:. i thought he may just be adding another dimension to the good bloke rating - for example Gumpy is a 10, Reddy ... well lets just say, the other end of the scale
Suburb: CopacabanaIt's possible there's already a thread for this...
Okay, so I've been on this forum a fair while and it occurs to me I don't really know most of you chaps and chapesses personally.
But maybe I do. Maybe I know some of you without knowing your names... possibly via CCFA? I've played here for 20 years.
So, without wanting anyone to identify themselves, because we all get the dangers of that these days - I'm volunteering a little about myself and maybe others might also.
Mind you, I'm guessing a lot of you will find this exercise unnecessary as you already know each other - seems to be a bit of familiar banter.
As for me:
Suburb: Avoca Beach
Football club: Avoca O45Ds
Prematch drinks: Bay Road
Usual spot in the stadium: Bay 27 or 49
Favourite ever Mariner: Tom Rogic
Favourite current Mariners (max three): Birra; Kye; Nizzy
Most hated opponent: Victory (I couldn't be arsed wasting passion on the scum)
Self assessed good bloke rating out of ten: 8.4
Fkn glad we play in the south division then….Your not wrong about Kanwal, in 2011 I was playing for Wyoming, guy from Kanwal took me out, no attempt for the ball just took me out while I was running at full steam from the legs. Hit the deck wrists first, smashed the radius bone in 10 pieces and there is now a metal plate and 7 screws holding my wrist together for the rest of my life. I made sure the boys made him bleed though in the games following. I haven't played since, my beer gut will attest to that. I also had another mate who has metal plates in his legs and started to cough up blood after he was taken out by the same team the season before, I heard they were buying cartons of piss for whoever could hospitalise someone per game. I also work with someone here at Mudgee Council who used to be a coastie, he said when he was young Kanwal were no better.
Fkn glad we play in the south division then….