I was never good at math, either...

All I can do is shake my head.

"I want a private ref (him and his 8 friends). There's 45 players in the walk-on group. That's too many."

Looking over at the stack of 24 walk-on player cards, "Sir, you have to make reservations for 12 or more players so I can have time to insure a private ref will be available."

Another player. "Ref he hit me 14 times."

Checking him and seeing one hit on his back, "Wow, that's not good. I'll talk to the other player."

One more player. "Hey ref. When I crashed into that log bunker and you dumped all my broken paint out of my hopper and replaced the hopper with a bag of 100 rounds I don't think you realized I had 3 bags of paint in that hopper."

Heavy sigh. "Player the hopper was half full and only holds 180 paintballs when it's full."

"Yeah. So?"

Must be that new math they teach in school.