Maybe there is a correlation between cold weather and lousy football games. Not only for the two teams, but also for the referee. Especially when he gets hit by a ball, smack on his mouth, his teeth cutting the upper lip. You feel numb for ten minutes, but with a little cold water the bleeding stops quickly. In hindsight though, I was kind of lost for a few minutes and made an error judgement shortly after, which I had to correct during half-time.
Not that the lucky away-team (yellow card withdrawn) was grateful. On the contrary, their coach kept yelling for yellow cards during second half. I warned him – one more call and he would be sent off to the stands himself. It did the trick. The home-team won 4-1 and despite their similar lousy performance, they thanked me for my effort to keep things under control. They only told me afterwards that the previous encounter resulted in two players been sent off, so they were relieved with no cards this time.
The defeated away-team didn’t bother to say thank-you and just walked off the pitch. But worse than that, they neither showed up for the formal digital paperwork. Nobody seemed to care to approve the game registration and this way missed the (recently installed) option to express their feeling towards the game. Well, it might come as a nasty surprise as I did it for them and awarded the highest score. A cold and lousy game upgraded after all.