There was non need for things like cameras and video analysis to judge for penalty kicks at the football pitch where I grew up. The pitch was in the flood plain beside the river and, when our team played the village next door, any referee stupid enough to make the wrong decision over penalties was likely to get a quick bath if the constable didn't intervene quickly enough. The World Cup had nothing on it for excitement and I had to include an incident at one game in Sadie's Boy.
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