And Now Have a Laugh on us


The referee had accidentally collided with a player, fallen and injured his knee.

  On his way back from the doctor's surgery after the match, he met one of the players from the game.

  "You all right ref? You don't look so good. Bad news from the doc?"

  "Yes it is. He says I can't referee."

  "Oh. Seen you in action has he . . .?"

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Mother to Father: “I think our son has the makings of a football hooligan. Last week he called the referee a ‘right W*****’ and today he threw a bottle. I don’t mind what he thinks about referees but you’ll really have to do something about him – the bottle smashed the TV.

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Have you heard the one about the referee who went to see a mind reader?

She gave him his money back.

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‘I have nothing against the visually handicapped as such - I'm just surprised they're allowed to referee at this level.’

Anon

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 “I don't understand it,” the referee complained to his assessor. “One match I do very well, then the next match I'm terrible. And that’s what you saw today.”

"Well,” said the assessor helpfully, “maybe you should just do every other game”.

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I never comment on referees and I’m not going to break the habit of a life-time for that prat.

Ron Atkinson

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The referee had gone to see his doctor because he was getting breathless towards the end of games. The doctor examined him thoroughly and pronounced: “You’re generally fit but, to put it simply, you’re too fat”.

  “What do you mean, ‘I’m too fat’. I’d like to have a second opinion”.

  “OK. You’re a lousy referee as well.

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“Referees are traditionally alleged to be the product of one-parent families, born with appalling eyesight, and with a knowledge of football that begins and ends with  the letter of the law.  Well, let me say straight away that that is just not true.  It only applies to 99% of them”.

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The three English officials were in France for an important UEFA game.  The night before the match the referee had a bit of a sore throat and as a precaution went to the nearby pharmacy.  The pharmacist, who spoke some English with a charming music hall accent, explained as he handed over the packet of large capsules: “ We call zeez ‘soup-oz- ee-treez’. Verree good for eellness”

The following morning, over breakfast, one of the assistants asked the referee whether he managed to get anything for his throat and how he was feeling.

“Yes, I got some capsules from the chemist but, to be honest, for all the good they’ve done me, I might just as well have stuck them up my backside”.

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“How can you pick a referee out in a crowd?”

“He’s the one with the guide dog”.

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"It was a fair decision the penalty, even though it was debatable whether it was outside or inside the box."
Bobby Charlton

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The ref was a Slav from Treblanka
Assistants were both from Sri Lanka
Though their English was good
What was not understood
Was the fans’ favourite  cry: ‘You’re a W*****!.

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Referee blows for the infringement

  Player: “Direct or indirect ref?”

  Referee (indicating his arm stretching skywards): “What do you think this is supposed to mean?”

  Player: “Well, if you don’t know ref, what bloody chance have I got?”

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The referee’s wife was convinced her husband was obsessive about football and refereeing and suggested he should get professional help. For a quiet life the husband agreed. The famous psychiatrist’s method was to show his patients letters of the alphabet . From their reaction, he claimed, he could detect any psychological abnormalities.

He welcomed the referee and explained that he wanted him to react immediately to the card shown to him.

The psychiatrist showed him the letter ‘X’. 

‘A penalty mark’.

The letter ‘H’

‘A goal from the wrong sort of football,’

The letter ‘d’.

‘A referee signalling an indirect free kick.’

The letter ‘o’.

‘A football’.

The letter ‘I’.

‘A corner flag.

The psychiatrist carefully stacked his letter cards and looked gravely at his patient.

‘I’m afraid your wife is absolutely right. You do have a deep-seated obsession with football and refereeing.’

Referee: ‘What do you mean I have an obsession? You chose the bloody cards.’

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What is the difference between a man awaiting a hospital operation and a referee?

  The patient is on his trolley.

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“I see their manager’s reffing today. He looks a real novice.”

“He certainly is. When I asked him if he used the diagonal method of control, he thought I was a sex therapist.”

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The novice Assistant Referee was having a torrid time. “Get yer flag up, Lino!” “Get yer flag down, Lino!” “Get yer eyes tested, Lino!”

At last he could stand it no longer. He turned and shouted at his tormentors: “Why do you keep calling me Lino?”

“Cos you’d be much better at home laid out on the floor!”

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Football fan: “Of course referees are inconsistent. They give a lot more penalties to them than they give to us”.

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Reluctantly the instructor had to reject the applicant for the referee training course. He discovered that the young man could name both his parents, had perfect eyesight and did not indulge in self-abuse . . . .

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The man arrives at the Pearly Gates and is stopped by God.

  “I understand you were a referee in your earthly life, my son.”

  “I was, Holy Father.”

  “Did you always try to make fair and good decisions?”

  “I did, Holy Father.”

  “Is there anything you want to confess to me about your life as a referee?”

  “There is, Holy Father.”

  “And what is that, my son?”

“When I was refereeing an international in South America I gave a doubtful penalty against the home team.”

  “And when was that, my son?”

  “About three minutes ago, Holy Father.”

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The ref was vertically 15 yards away.
Kevin Keegan    

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I think you and the referee were in a minority of one, Billy.
Jimmy Armfield

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Referee trainer: ‘How did you find the candidates from our recent training course?’

Referee examiner: ‘Quite good in general but one was a bit of a worry. When I asked him to tell me about a dropped ball, he said he hadn’t been told anything about first aid.’

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Referee to assessor: “You don’t think I’m big-headed about my refereeing do you?”

Assessor: “Why do you ask?”

Referee: “Well, it’s just that referees as good as me usually are.”     

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It’s like a toaster the ref’s shirt pocket. Every time there’s a tackle, up pops a yellow card.
Kevin Keegan

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Before the Assistant Referee put on his kit he dusted himself liberally with talcum powder, so the first time he  broke into a sprint, a huge puff of talc issued from his shorts.  Instant shout from the crowd:  “Look out, Lino, yer balls are on fire.”

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The referee was back in the dressing room after the game. Knock on the door and the assessor walked in

The referee smiled: "How did I do?"

The assessor hesitated only a moment: "I've seen a really wonderful refereeing performance. . . . ."

The referee beamed with pleasure.

"But that certainly wasn't it" 

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Man who cannot see what all other people see, he football referee.
Old Chinese Proverb

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