My college bf was an intramurals ref for football. I used to go to his games and we would go out afterward. At first I just stood on the sidelines, but other people kept asking which team I was supporting, and when I would say "I'm the ref's girlfriend" they would proceed to tell me what an ******* he was. Fun! He taught me how to fill out the stats sheet, and from then on, my reply was always "I'm just here to keep the score sheet". Then they would ignore me. Win!When DH still officiated high school baseball and softball, I'd occasionally ride along and watch the games. Loved to listen to the fans in the stands -- I tried to sit behind home plate and partway up. Needed to see the ball crossing the plate as much as possible so I could smile or roll my eyes or whatever as I listened to fan remarks. Of course I was always listening for the "that guy's really good" comments, but they were few and far between. No big issues or dust ups. It was fun, but I'm not sure how much fun some of today's games would be.