We want to take this opportunity to introduce our latest addition to the reffing crew. (I said "reffing crew," not "wrecking crew.") Several people have asked me, "Hey, who's the new guy?" As it turns out, the "new" guy is actually one of the original guys. When this league started in 1988, we had three full-time refs and one who reffed every now and then. The latter was a young woman, Leslie Martin, who had played basketball at the UA and was a super-good ref. The other three were Brian Peabody, the local coaching legend who got Pima College to the national championship game last season, Jonathan Smith, and myself.
The League began at the old YMCA (it was on 6th Street and 5th Avenue, where now stands a high-rise apartment building, just to the west of the Dairy Queen on 4th Avenue). One night, after a grueling day of reffing (and playing dominoes) Jonathan, Brian and I went to eat at a Pizza Hut that was on the northwest corner of Stone and Speedway (it's now part of Pima College's Downtown Campus; nothing is at it was). Anyway, Jonathan is telling us a story of how, growing up in Chicago, he was a shifty option quarterback. He got (illegally) recruited to go play football at a prep powerhouse, where he ended up being the only black kid at a rich white high school.
I said, "Damn, Dude, they musta' called you 'Skippy!' Just to show how liberal they were, they probably voted you Homecoming King. But at the dance, you weren't allowed to dance with the Queen."
We all had a good laugh about it, but then, something strange happened. Within a week or two, everybody who knew him was calling him "Skippy." The name stuck and it's still sticking. Skippy became a big shot in his church, earned advanced college degrees and eventually became a pastor. He was recently the pastor of his church in Lexington, Kentucky, where he probably should have tried to save the soul of UK Coach John Calipari (although some chronic cheaters are probably beyond salvation). When the opportunity arose for him to become the pastor of the church in his adopted hometown of Tucson, he jumped at it. He's now the pastor of his church here.
So, be careful when you tell at him. He and Jesus are on a first-name basis.