Under Lights

Pic of the week 26/2/17

Wednesday evening, 7.30pm kick off, and I did my first game under lights, at the Abbey Moor Stadium, Glastonbury.

Wessex Youth U16 v Stallbridge in the Yeovil & District Youth League. Pitch was heavy, and the lights not brilliant – certainly some areas a little gloomy forcing you to get up close to have a good look, but I really enjoyed the experience.

For a while I thought it was going to turn into that elusive beast – a 0-0 drawer – but with 20 minutes to go I awarded the home side a penalty (stone wall) which they dispatched with vigour.  10 mins later, another penalty, this time to the away side, but blasted over the bar and the game finished 1 – 0 to Wessex.

A fast paced game, really enjoyed it. The lights made it a bit different and a bit special. As I trooped off the pitch at the end of the game I overheard a spectator saying to a coach: “A great game to watch” and I think it was. Glad to be a part of it.

Half Term

Pic of the week 19/2/17

So half term has been and gone. A contradictory week full of exercise and rest, of freezing cold and warm sunshine. The need for sleep was satiated, with lovely lie ins until at least 8.00 am each day.  Not sure how I’ll cope again with the 6.40 rises that start tomorrow.

And I’ve been active, doing something everyday:

Friday spinning, Saturday refereeing, Sunday playing football & swimming, Monday: run & swim, Tuesday spinning, Wednesday, a long swim (72 lengths, 1.5 miles), Thursday swim, 28 lengths (1 mile), Friday refereed at Yeovil Town U16 trial games & spinning, Saturday refereeing (OA), Sunday refereeing (U15)

In amongst all of that, on Thursday I found the time to do some tree surgery, taking a couple of high branches down from the tree by our compost bins.  I was at the full reach of my ladders and used a pole to strap a hand saw to to get extra reach for the upper most branch. A bit brutal, but needed doing.  Will be interesting to see the difference once we start getting some long sunny days.

Six weeks and counting ’til the next hols …

A Tough Gig – a few doubts

It was a cr@p pitch, rubbish ball (too many too soft, not enough available to keep the game going each time one got hoofed into the neigbouring field or lost in a hedge, so lots of delays for restarts – cue complaints from the away team that I should sort it out(!)), poor players – blues won ‘cos they had a player with a loooong throw and a few big men to get on the end of it, neither team could string more than 4 passes together, and I doubt one side retained possession for more than 30 seconds at any one time. And, quite probably, the ref wasn’t much good, but I think he was possibly one of the least worst factors in a pretty rubbish game.

The players I can cope with – most of the whinging & whining is through frustration and I have the tools (chat, cards etc.) to deal with that.  No, what bugged me was the spectators, of both sides. Perhaps it was because the sun was shinning, the first afternoon to feel the warmth of the sun on your skin for some months, but I was surprised how many turned out to watch such a low level league match.

I gave a corner – ‘cos that’s what I thought it was, some players disagreed, who knows, maybe I was right, maybe I was wrong, but the players accepted it and we all got ready for the corner (for greens (away side)). As I was taking up my position a (green) supporter, inline with me, looking directly at me, told me to “F$ck 0ff”. Blow the whistle to hold up play. Head over to home team manger to tell him what happened “He’s an away supporter, nothing to do with me” (Home team manager was a bit of a wet blanket all afternoon) I think it is his responsibility , but realise he ‘aint going to do anything, so call green captain over, explain what has happened, tell him its not acceptable. To be fair green captain goes over, bollocks him (he obviously knows him) and on the whole he’s quiet for the rest of the game.

Midway into 2nd half, give a free kick to blues. Set the ball down, walk the wall back 10 yrds.  Move to my position ready to blow, blues complain wall isn’t back 10.  I had my eyes on the wall the whole time, its not moved, blues may have moved ball forward – but I didn’t see that, if they have they’ve penalised themselves as they are now closer to the wall. I blow the whistle and ball ends up in car park. 

Goal kick duly taken, hoofed down the pitch, bounces off a few heads (& knees, and shins etc) before going off for a blue throw in their half, near their “fans.” At which point I hear one bloke (not exactly sure who, but I think of pensionable age, certainly not some young hot head) say (again, so I could hear) “well, the ref can’t even count 10 yards”.  To be fair, one of the green players rolled his eyes and said something along the lines of “that wasn’t necessary” as I pointedly looked over to the home support with my best teacher stare.  Throughout the game I kept hearing snide, questioning comments from this group of young women and old men.

As I say, players I can cope with, and deal with.  But I am left thinking what right do those people (spectators) have to hurl insults and abuse at me, and then shirk back into the crowd. Cowards. 

For the first time, I have today wondered why I bother (and I suspect many of our brethren receive far worse). The football was rubbish, the highlight a moment of mediocrity. If it was like this every week I’d pack it in. But its not – yesterday I had a great 2 and half hours officiating some U16 trial games for a local League 2 side, tomorrow I’m back at an U15 side were they (players & parents alike) are more than grateful to have a half competent ref.

Oh, and to cap it all, as I blew the final whistle I thought “right, shake hands with everyone, get your dosh, and go”. But no, I then had to hang around for 10 minutes whilst the home team manager (remember him?) collected in his players subs to get enough cash to pay me my well earned £25.

Spot the ball!

Spot the ball!

This is a shot of me in action – the man in black – officiating on Saturday (11 Feb 17)  Note the good positioning (!) – between 5 and 10 yards from the drop zone, a good angle to see clearly. Note all the players are looking skywards, watching the ball, I am watching the players, anticipating the next phase.

Interestingly, it looks like four blues are poised to react first, the green no. 9 (who was wearing 11) looks like he doesn’t want to compete. Perhaps that’s why blues upset the form book on the day, winning 5 – 3, despite being significantly lower down the table.

Division 2 game of Yeovil & District League, played on Strode astro. 1 Pen (missed) and 1 YC for dissent.

Minty Fresh!

Pic of the week 12/2/17

A successful couple of days! I’ve got my ‘puter back up and running.

A couple of weeks ago, my trusty desktop PC started taking ages to load, before grinding to a complete halt.  Long story short, I was going to whip the hard drive out and see if I could retrieve anything from it, but before I did that, I decided to fire it up again to see if I could get it running. It did, but all my old data was lost and it was slower than an asthmatic ant at an athletics meet.

Since the computer failed, I’ve given some thought to what I actually do with a PC these days and concluded that what I needed was email, the internet (most stuff I now do is online) and remote access to my school PC.  I wasn’t sure about the latter, but I knew I could get the rest from linux, so I figured it was worth seeing if I could get old faithful to run using that, rather than windows.

Rather than have the faff of downloaded and burning to disc or memory stick a copy of Linux, I bought a copy of Linux Mint from Amazon prime on Friday evening. It arrived before lunch on Saturday, and now, Sunday evening, I’m now up and running and happy as Larry. I’ve even just worked out how to Remote Desktop to my school PC, so I have all that I want, although it’ll be Open Office for me now rather than  the Microsoft suite – this may cause some issues, but I suspect they can be resolved.  The only snag I currently have is that I wasn’t able to upload and image to my blog from Linux ‘puter, I had to use the laptop to do so – strange?  One to ponder on.

Other news

‘Tis now half term (hooray!) Ref’d a game down at Strode yesterday and played for Millfield Legends v Oakhill today in a friendly veterans game. Really enjoyed it, despite losing 4-1. Had a (longish) spell in goal, in which we kept a clean sheet (Stu was absent – with him in goals I think it would have been a very different score). Was a cold day, but great fun.

Have just updated the blog to Twenty Seventeen Theme – I do rather like it, plus the big header photo has a stripey cactus just like mine!

I’m Jeff. I’m an addict.

Sophie theory test passPic of the week 5/2/17 – Sophie passed her driving test theory yesterday.

I’m Jeff, and I’m an addict.

I’ve suspected for a while, but confirmed my suspicions on Friday.

Late January/early February. Dark, gloomy days of the year. Through in a bit of man flu, still a couple of weeks to half term. Tough times.

Having not been the previous week (due to aforementioned man flu) I trudged down the hill on Friday evening for my spinning class. I worked hard, I sweated, my legs ached, but I came back buzzing. The endorphins were flowing, my mojo was back with a vengeance.

And then I realised – I’m an addict, an exercise addict. And that’s not a bad thing.

Today I’ve run 7K (set new PB for the year) and swam a Km this afternoon and I feel a whole lot better for it.

Exercise and music, the elixir of life.