AHURIRI NETBALL MUM EJECTED FOR COACHING THE REF EVERY 12 SECONDS
The under-11 game was 40 minutes long. She lasted 14.
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The under-11 game was 40 minutes long. She lasted 14.
The umpire is 16. The megaphone is a Warehouse special. The volume is set to Papakura.
There is no tribunal. There has never been a tribunal. He's still filming.
A Stuff investigation can reveal the match resumed, then stopped, then resumed, then stopped again.
Umpire called dead ball. Dog wouldn't move. Dad on the boundary lost it at a teenager.
Fourteen winning captains held the cup aloft. None of them looked at the plinth.
Coach Dazza reckons the swamp is a teaching moment. The parents reckon Dazza is the teaching moment.
Club president blames "a Pak'nSave situation". Sideline blames the club president.
Forty-seven findings handed down. The chocolate fish has been impounded.
Other team's parents reckon the segments were cut to intimidate. They were not wrong.
The under-15s. A Toyota Coaster. Nobody told the satnav the boat doesn't run anymore.
Game abandoned at 14-all. Two dads still arguing about a forward pass nobody was there to call.
Three stoppages in twelve minutes. The cow's still out there.
Engraver in Napier blames a long Friday. Coach blames the clubroom lighting. Mums blame each other.
The ref is 16. The mum is 43. The post is now pinned.
The dad reckons it was pineapple ice. The ref says she couldn't see the try line.
Quarter-time slicing now run by a woman called Donna and a laminated roster.
Game abandoned at 14-all. Sideline dad still yelling about a forward pass twenty minutes later.
Twenty-two toddlers ushered onto The Parade clutching picture books. Coach Brent reckons the snarlers were 'just getting going'.
Two mothers, one chilly bin, no oranges. The children watched.