My instinctual reaction was to take umbrage with the idea that a puck can't go in off an official, as any referee that lacks focus in failing to get the hell out of the way should feel the shame that comes with drawing the ire of an entire team of professional athletes by having a direct impact on the outcome of their game.
After close consideration, however, I have quickly changed my tune. I still think humiliation is the ultimate deterrent for suspect supervision from those in stripes, but I don't think there's anything more humiliating than for Tim Peel to be sent sailing into the boards and sprawling to the ice as a goal horn blares in a way that basically signals his testicular pain as every eye in the building is immediately drawn to the insult of his groin injury. That poor, spatially unaware bastard paid his penance in taking one off the penis, so - if only because I'm uncomfortable with the ramifications of relying on referees to work on their rebound control - it's probably best his obliviousness wasn't reflected on the scoreboard. Even though it would be slightly funnier if it was.