Every handful of years, a particularly headache-inducing night in an area gymnasium causes me to rerun this column which original appeared in this space in February of 2008.The loudmouths appear to already be in midseason form, so to them I write ...Dear fan sitting a few rows behind me endlessly screaming at officials during high school sporting events —Hey, how's it going? Everything been OK? Good, good, glad to hear it. How're the kids doing? Yeah, I saw he had a nice game last Friday.