"Why don't you shove that whistle up your butt?"

As many of you know, I can get rather involved in a sporting event. With that being said, the title sounds like something I would say to an official when a bad call was made. But it wasn't. In fact, it was made by the complete opposite of me. It was said by a man in his mid to late 70s on Sunday afternoon as the Appalachian State Lady Mountaineers beat Memphis to win the 1st ever WIB National Championship.

Dad came up the mountain on Sunday and we attended the game. It started off ugly and he and I were in full voice from the start. Not sitting in the student section, I had to try to keep my cheers PG-13, as to no offend anyone. I was loud, the refs were lousy, and around 2 minutes into the game, the elderly gentleman I mentioned before turned to me and requested that I refrain from voicing my opinion, that he was trying to enjoy the game.

When I have paid my price of admission to an event and I am not acting out of line for the event, I feel that I can do just about whatever I wish to do. This includes to, but is not limited to taunting, being loud, booing, cheering among other things. I never cuss or use any culturally insensitive or degrading remarks towards anyone but the officials. So when I have someone turn to me and ask me to calm my actions, I become offended and tend to not do as was asked but increase the amount of "shit" I talk.

As is form, the further we become down, the louder I become. At the worst point of the game, we were down by almost 20, the fouls were extremely lopsided and the game was ugly. The Lady Apps made a major run to end the 1st half and cut the lead to 3, having a chance to tie at the end of the half.

After the intermission, the officials kept up their bad calls and I kept up my jeers. With about 10 minutes to go in the game, the very same man stood up and in one of the quietest parts of the game let out the crown jewels of calls from the stands "Why don't you shove that whistle up your BUTT?" As soon as he said it, he got that sheepish look that everyone knows so well. I looked at Dad, he looked back and we started laughing. Apparently, all it took was that being said by someone other than young people. The officials began calling the game much better and when the 2 teams were allowed to play, the better team won.

Now, I am not saying that just because I am an ASU student. Memphis played a wonderful game, they had great talent and were well coached. But our girls were just better.

But what I will remember in 10 years isn't the win. Oh no, it will be those 9 words, out of the mouth of someone who was asking me to be quiet, as so that he could enjoy the game.

Ah do I love live sports.