I get to visit the judiciary tonight about the player I set off on Sunday. There's a whole lot of awkward between me and this player (turns out I used to date his brother - before I was a ref.) But the whole judiciary thing comprises of so many of the things I hate most.
- Formal clothing
- People all staring at me
- Feeling like I am, in fact, Doing It Wrong
- Actual grown-ups with actual powers
- Ironing (see: formal clothing)
In fact, it fills me with the same kind of mute dread a visit to the Dean used to. (Constant trouble? Me? Never...)
Anyone want to make me feel better by discussing the times they've had to give evidence to the boss-men?
- Formal clothing
- People all staring at me
- Feeling like I am, in fact, Doing It Wrong
- Actual grown-ups with actual powers
- Ironing (see: formal clothing)
In fact, it fills me with the same kind of mute dread a visit to the Dean used to. (Constant trouble? Me? Never...)
Anyone want to make me feel better by discussing the times they've had to give evidence to the boss-men?