Who's Your Father

To the tune of "My Darling Clementine".

Who's your father?
Who's your father?
Who's your father, referee?

You don't know him.
You don't have one.
You're a [B]ASTARD, referee.

This cheer (much like I'm Blind, I'm Deaf) is used to express one's disatisfaction with the job done by the referee during the game.

While on a road trip to Quinnipiac in February 2006, the band timed this cheer perfectly such that the ref skated directly in front of the band as the word bastard was screamed.