This story is part of a current writing contest at the Friday Flash Fiction web site. To enter, one had to write a story that was at least loosely based on the visual prompt given in it. (Note: The picture on the site does not have alt text; here is what I would have included in it if I had developed the web page: Smiling referee in black and white vertically striped shirt on American football field looking up toward bleachers with a raised, relaxed fist.)

I dislike organized sports in general and I particularly detest violent ones, so coming up with a contest entry was quite a challenge, and writing from the umpire's point of view was even more so. Please let me know if you think I succeeded in meeting the challenge.

Last edited by Lynn S. M.; 03/25/22 01:00 PM.