I have to admit I didn’t visually see a second of the game. However, I did get to hear Tom McGinnis’ call on the radio through the some of the third and fourth quarters. When I first tuned in, while driving home from work, I heard a lot of booing in the background. Then McGinnis went to work on Violet Palmer. He had me laughing for a minute straight on the Schuylkill Expressway with his descriptions of how awful her officiating had been. While laughing and driving on a snowy night isn’t a great combination, I had a good time despite the Sixers’ struggles on my ride home.
Tom’s rant brought to mind something I had previously said on Twitter. From January 28th, a quote from me on Twitter (@SixerSense, if you don’t follow already):
Oh it’s a Violet Palmer game.
Unlike many of the things I write, this made sense and did get some responses. Why? Because Violet Palmer is the biggest joke the NBA has right now.
She likely wasn’t the reason the Sixers lost. Rarely do home teams win/lose a game because of the refs (okay, so Blazers fans might yell at me about this, but for the most part this is true). But it is undeniable that fans notice her officiating more than any other official – she is as much a part of the games she officiates as the players. It is not because of race and gender. I admire her courage. But she’s an awful official who regularly makes terrible calls or completely misses others. She becomes a distraction, a scapegoat for some, because she is awful at her job. If I performed like she does at my job, I’d be fired.
There’s plenty of room in the NBA for female officials. There should probably be more than one. But there’s no room for incompetence.