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LiveLeak.com - Streaker fouled..a foul is a foul, rigorous referee decision

Greece?

Maybe they rioted

[stuartmaxwell]

[Dan G]

I played with a guy who got sent off for the following converstion with the ref:

Gary: What would you do if I called you a wanker?
Ref: I'd send you off.
Gary: What would you do if I thought you were a wanker?
Ref: You can think whatever you like, your thoughts are your thoughts.
Gary: Well I think you're a wanker.

Peep. Red card.

[Larsen B]

Once got threatened with a booking for my boot laces repeatedly coming undone. Other than that i was Paul McStay-esque in my model behaviour.

Originally Posted by Dan Atom

I played with a guy who got sent off for the following converstion with the ref:

Gary: What would you do if I called you a wanker?
Ref: I'd send you off.
Gary: What would you do if I thought you were a wanker?
Ref: You can think whatever you like, your thoughts are your thoughts.
Gary: Well I think you're a wanker.

Peep. Red card.

That is absolutely brilliant

I had some pent up rage from weeks (well more like months) of frustration at the refs down at Goals on a Wednesday night. There was one in particular, called Chris or something, think he's in a band (only kidding, that's Christy from Edgar Prais....). The real one, was Alec or something, can't remember - he was Glaswegian (I've nothing against Glaswegians, just trying to distinguish him from the rest...).

Anyway, I knew I was not going to be back at football for a couple of months, so this probably led to me not caring what I said. I had been trying to keep it shut all game. I turned a guy (on a sixpence, Kaka-esque), and he hooked my trailing leg, and I hit the deck, flat on my face. Got up fully expecting a free-kick, but no, he apparently got the ball. The ball didn't fucking move! I think the following is about 85% accurate, the red mist had descended, so some of it may not be completely true:

Me: Is that nae a free-kick, like?
Ref: Get up, he got the ball.
Me: The ball hasn't fucking moved.
Twat: Play on.
Me: That is fucking shite, you're a fucking joke.
Twat: Come here.
Me (walking towards ref): Are you fucking joking, you are fucking shite.
(Yellow card shown)
Twat: Off you go.
Me: You're a fucking wanker.
(red card shown)
Twat: Keep going if you want.
Me: You are a fucking useless, cheating cunt.
Twat: Anymore?
Me: Aye, you do this every week. You are fucking shite. You're a fucking joke. etc etc

I got a 4 week ban.

It should have been more like 4 years, but hey, that's Goals for you.

[RossP]

I got booked last night for getting wiped out by a flying elbow!! Dazed and a bit confused lying on the ground, I realised I got cracked in the face and my mouth was full of blood... natural reaction was to spit it out and check all my teeth were present.

Ref books me for spitting on the pitch.

I didn't even get a foul! Ref decided it was a drop ball. That's Strikers for you

Originally Posted by RossP

I got booked last night for getting wiped out by a flying elbow!! Dazed and a bit confused lying on the ground, I realised I got cracked in the face and my mouth was full of blood... natural reaction was to spit it out and check all my teeth were present.

Ref books me for spitting on the pitch.

That's Strikers for you

I love the refs at Strikers and Goals.

I'm normally a pretty mild-mannered young man, but those fuckers wind me up something unreal.

When I quit 5's and went back to 11's I realised that I actually wasn't a raving psycho when I played football, just when I played at Goals and Strikers! The little bald ref at Strikers, called Keith, effectively sent me off because of what happened in an 11 side game months earlier, when my team mates all had a go at him (I actually hadn't said anything in that game to him at all).

[Alan Cynic]

I once got booked in the amateur league for breaking the old 'steps' rule for goalies. The rule had recently been changed and I didn't know....I think I was still bouncing the ball to break contact, and that had been outlawed. Annoyingly I was a full-back and was only playing in goals because our goalie was in the cells for being drunk & disorderly the night before.
The ref warned me that if I did it again I'd be booked, but failed to tell me what I was actually doing wrong, so I did it again, got booked, and then he told me!
We lost 13-2, but we only had 9 men against the top of the division team, and I wasn't too unhappy as I only let in 6 goals and the other full-back let in seven (we'd agreed to do a half each). We ended up second at the end of the season and got promotion.

I've a feeling full-backs are the drummers of football!

[huntedbyafreak]

Originally Posted by RossP

I got booked last night for getting wiped out by a flying elbow!! Dazed and a bit confused lying on the ground, I realised I got cracked in the face and my mouth was full of blood... natural reaction was to spit it out and check all my teeth were present.

Ref books me for spitting on the pitch.

I didn't even get a foul! Ref decided it was a drop ball. That's Strikers for you

Seems fair to me, ya big fuckin' softy.

[Alkaline]

I was once sent off in a match as a result of a clash of heads. Me and the opposing teams centre-back both went up for a header at a corner and i caught his head with my eye-brow which duly exploded. He went down like a sack of spuds clutching his nose like a big fairy and because his face was covered with (my) blood the ref, who didn't see the incident clearly, assumed i'd chinned the guy and was well and truly conned. Despite protestations from both teams as to the fact that it was an accident and that i was covered in blood too the ref was insistent that i was getting my marching orders. Needless to say, kicking the guy in the guts on my way off the pitch for being a big drama queen didn't go down particularly well. A 3 match ban for violent conduct ensued.

Getting the congealed blood out of my eye was a chore as well