Ok, I was too upset to write more last night. No. 19 Friendswood, who had an all white starting lineup was playing No. 6 Ozen(Beaumont) in the second round of the 4a state basketball playoffs. Ozen is an all black school from the principal down to the janitors. Friendwood came out and played great. They were dominating the entire game and would have been up by at least 20 going into the fourth had the game been called fairly. As it was they were up by 7 going into the fourth. Andre Boutte, ozen's coach, kept calling the two black referees over to him throughout the game even though he was getting all of the calls. He was looking at them like "help us brotherman". In the fourth they really stepped it up. They started allowing Ozens' players to throw players down to knock the ball loose. Friendswood rebounded the ball despite being knocked to the ground from behind (hard) and then they would call a foul on the Friendswood player who was pushed. It was unbelievable. Finally, the Friendswood coach started yelling when an Ozen player blatantly traveled (no call) directly in front of him and and one of those black refs. The ref turned around like he was going to hit the coach and started yelling. No one could hear what was being said because eveyone on Friendswood's side was yelling. But this is when I freaked. I wasn't too far behind the coach and I was screaming at the top of my lungs. Everyone says my voice really carries when I yell. The referee, who was in the face of the coach trying to act like some tough guy, started blinking and looked up at me, then walked away. All of the people in the stands stopped their protests and started stairing at me about halfway into my tirade. I exclaimed," Your ridiculous! Your pathetic! You and your buddie are trying to fix this game! Why don't you put a jersey on and suit up for them you cheating bastard!". I called the other one a cheating mf after that. It took everything I had not to come over the scorer's table and take a swing. I was out of control. Even the guy on the clock (black) tried to run out the clock when Ozen took the lead. Friendswood was resilient. They hit a three at the buzzer to send it into overtime. The refs looked very unhappy about that. Then they continued with their cheating and Ozen won by 3 in overtime. I was yelling at Ozen's coach after the game to tell his players how they got help. I got in a mini-confrontation with one of their players because I told them they didn't earn it. One of their assistants who knows me from playing basketball around town pulled him away. I started lifting weghts again this week. I feel like my old self. That's good and bad I guess. I hope I don't end up in jail.