It was a particularly tough football game, and nerves were on edge. The home team had been the victim of three or four close calls, and they were now trailing the visitors by 3 -0. When the official called yet another close one in the visitors' favor, the home tema's captainblew his top.
How many times can you do this to us in a single game?" he screamed. "You were wrong on the off-side, you were wrong on that last penalty, and you missed a deliberate handball."
The official just stared.
The Captain seethed, but he suppressed the language that might get him tossed from the game. "What it comes down to," he bellowed, "is that you STINK!"
The official stared a few more seconds. Then he bent down, picked up the ball, paced off 15 yards, and put the ball down and gave the opposing team a free kick. He turned to face the steaming captain.
The official finally replied, "And how do I smell from here?"
The captain, insensed and enraged by htis headbutted the ref, breaking his nose, the match was abandoned after rival supporters invaded the pitch, the rioting spread outside of the stadium and looting, fires and hooliganism was reported across Exeter.