There are some guys who are absolute book wonders. We have multiple stories in "War Stories" about this type of guy. The guy that year after year scores 99-100 on the test, yet complains because no Varsity Crew will pick him up. Book wonder, but a terror on the field. This is one game, one half.
Pile at the scrimmage line right in front of me .....He is at Back Judge .....Whistle full and loud ....hustles to my side and asks "Why didn't you stop because of the tackle?" I dropped my bag ....walked up, picked the ball up off the ground and put it in his stomach. "No one has recovered the fumble yet." Later ....just before the end of the half. Interception and field flip ....Remember, he's at Back Judge ....he trails ...Right in front of me a OHHHHHHH moment by the crowd , fullback knocked out of his sock, a genuine slobber knocker, but a legal block chest to chest. Return down my line I'm trailing ......15 yards out a clean block on the side to take the last possible tackler out. In we go. I signal TD and look back....There is a flag at the first block and a flag at the last block......and this guy is front of my bench yelling and screaming at the coaches.
White Hat comes to me after I get the Back Jude away from my sideline....."What do have?" "The first and last blocks were legal. Pick the flags up. I have no clue what the argument was about in front of the bench." "Go talk to them, I'll tell the Back Judge there were no fouls."
We had a Evaluator in the Press Box that came down when we left the field. "What in the hell was that?" I replied "Get him off the field. I'm not dodging rocks to my truck and out of the parking lot because of this." Almost to the end of our halftime meeting, replacement ref comes in .....I'm the new Back Judge .....make up an excuse." Sideline asked me "Where's your buddy?" "Pulled a groin muscle." "Thank God."