LBA, Leader of the Bonehead Association

Being the basketball junkie that I am. I decided to help a buddy out and referee the local men's league. Mistake number one. Never, ever, ever, ever, work the local men's league during the season.
Introducing the LBA, Leader of the Bonehead Association. This is the local cat that complains at the jump ball that I didn't toss the ball high enough. And yes, his team gets the first possession of the jump ball. He's the cat who murmurs under his breath the whole game. He's the dude who gets a technical foul 5-10 minutes into the game. And yes, he can't play. Not even a little bit. 
A few of the guys who play know I work the WNBA. They're good dudes but I wish they wouldn't tell captain LBA (Leader of the Bonehead Association) that I work in the WNBA. The first thing Mr. LBA complains about when he trips over his shoelaces is, "This is a man's game". He says this with a whine and a smirk, and under his breath. I'm good at ignoring stuff but every so often the little demon gets on my shoulder and has to mess my flow up. So on this wonderful occasion, Mr. LBA pulled my last nerve. With four minutes remaining and his team down 25 he found the opportunity to talk under his breath. "This isn't woman's basketball". All of a sudden the little demon on my shoulder grabbed my vocal cords in his little hand and forced me to blurt out. "You're right because Candace Parker would have dunked on you and would have told your momma and little girlfriend how you cried like a..." And then I yanked the demon off my neck.
At home, I look forward to telling my lovely wife about this great day in sports. She'll roll her eyes and probably tell me to avoid that league.
I won't tell her about the ejection and the almost fight.