“Hey, you blind? What a bum call!”

The heckler is in the stands far away from the action, supporting his team. I am down here near it. I can see what he can’t, and I must be impartial. The situation isn’t as clear-cut as he thinks. I wish calls really were as black and white as my shirt. But this game is like real life: often, the closer you get to a problem, the grayer it appears.