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My daughter the Referee

Here are some photos of my girl in action on her first weekend of being a soccer referee.

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She really is the prettiest referee out there!

Angie

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  1. she IS the prettiest ref ever!

    who is she refereeing for? noah is signed up with kingwood alliance again. hope it goes well this year. we have been with texas heatwave before. i sure don't miss that drive to atascocita!

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  2. Marsha-
    She referees for an assignor on the other side of the city. The assignor on this side does not communicate well at all. The boys tried to get in on this side, they would not let them referee. So the assignor on the other side of the city picked them up. So now we drive an hour for them to referee, but they are the highest level games in this area. So they do well!
    The assignor for heatwave brings in his crews from the Valley- they are not even local referees. He gives our jobs away to out of towners, so no one likes him.
    Have fun.. I love soccer.
    Angie

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  3. These kind of post are always inspiring and I prefer to read quality content so I happy to find many good point here in the post, writing is simp ly great, thank you for the post

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