It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of light, it was the season of darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to the FIFA list, we were all going direct the other way--in short, the system was so far like the present, that some of the noisiest authorities in the referee program insisted on its being received, only for goodness, in the superlative degree by comparison to any previous other program.
So states the fictional opening (slightly modified) of Charles Dickens’s great novel of the French Revolution, a novel of turbulence, power-hunger and ultimately, self-sacrifice for the greater cause of the common good. And so goes the story of two CDs, created for the common educational good of all referees, the suffering peasants in the present autocratic milieu. . .