Last weekend at our FOM tourney on Barkley I knocked myself out. Yep....did it to myself. Here is how it went.
Old Mike Daleo all of a sudden starts stickin fish.Out of the blue. Two days of gail force winds, muddy water and cold misery and my partner decides he has had enough and starts catching keepers with a 4 1/2 pounder thrown in.
All this action takes place in about a three minute window. Well since I brought a gigantic barrel of "can't catch $#@%" I go into devoted net guy (like usual).
Mike's fourth fish comes on the very next cast after I put his 4 pounder in the box so.....I leap (and I mean leap) into action. I bend over and grab the handle of the net and start my sprint to the front of the boat. Well I stepped into the net.........with both feet. The handle gets violently jerked from my hand and I start the free fall. Now....when 250 pounds gets moving forward in a hurry it takes something pretty sturdy to stop it.....like a seat post on the front deck. The old bald head hits the seat post full force. I manage to grap the net and net his fish and then I stand up in triumph.....only to start getting tunnel vision and visits from those little flashy things. In pure Daleo fashion he says, "what are you doing" and I replied....well I don't remember what I said. The next ten minutes I felt like I got off of the little mad tea cups at Disney World. Never did catch a keeper and still have a knot on my noggin. Man I am cool.
Buck
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