So I went back out to the league I sometimes help out with, to ref one of their home team games.
They promised us the heat would be functional.
"Functional" apparently meant "maybe a degree or two warmer."
But the floor made up for it. ZOMFG THEIR FLOOR IS BEAUTIFUL. It's neat, too, because the actual track part is dyed a darker color than the ref lane.
Anyway, the reffing. I was still all in my head from the night before, and one of the jam refs was (very nicely) "I need you guys to be where you need to be" and I took that as YOU'RE TOTALLY FUCKING EVERYTHING UP QUEENIE, so it wasn't as good as the previous week. I made one call.
But I'm feeling better now; it's all baby steps back and forth.
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