It is a beautiful idea in theory, calling your own fouls, but in my long-ago playing days, I saw how pride and a quick temper could cloud that 'sngewbha'. The spirit of the game relies on a humility I often found missing. I was too quiet to contest a bad call, and too proud to admit my own faults cleanly. It asks you to be a saint on the field, and I was just a girl with a frisbee, my conscience as frayed as my old sneakers.
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