This is the single instance when I will admit to feeling some sympathy for an official.
Say you have two teams -- for simplicity's sake, let's refer to them as "Michigan State" and "Wisconsin." And let's say that the coaches of these two teams both have a tendency to question every single call that an official makes; each man, apparently, is of the firmly-held opinion that his team has never committed a foul.
Now, add this to the mix: both of these teams are comprised, almost exclusively, of hacks. A basketball game involving either stands a good chance of devolving into a wrestling contest. (Apologists for the conference these two teams play in -- let's call it the "Big 11" -- will tell you both teams play good defense. Also: 94% of the apologists for this "Big 11" conference lived underneath power lines as children. The other 6% were dropped on their heads as infants.)
So, there's your situation: two teams that foul on damn-near every possession. Two coaches who go ape-shit any time there is a foul called against them, one of them making comical "I'm a mean badger!" faces and the other stomping on the floor like he's a "Riverdance" extra.
Good luck and God bless.