Lots of windshield time, lots of talk time.
To be honest with you, the last couple of years on the Elite tour has not been kind financially to the family; they have pretty much done a bunch of “LintnerRigging” just to stay on the tour.
I’m not going into detail about their issues; they are great friends of mine and whether holding back stuff is not journalistically correct, it is what a friend would do, so I’m doing it.
“It comes down to this, db,” both Jared and Keri are sitting in front of me last night after registration. Jared is doing most of the talking. You can feel his hurt; you can feel her love and support. “The milk business is a guaranteed check; doing what I love, Elite fishing, is not.”
You need to know these are not high paid whiny athletes; it is why I like the sport and the athletes as much as I do. After covering the whine for so long, the honesty of the working stiff, the love of the sport that comes from a working stiff athlete is pretty much a blessing.
“But, db, my father is getting older, wants to retire, wants to turn the business over to me and my siblings or, if I can’t do it, sell the business that his father started.”
I say nothing as Jared and Keri look at each other, then both turn to look at me as Jared has a hard time saying, “…it tears you up.”
Don’t have an answer for him, what I think or would do, what you think or would do, not really in play, some would pick door “A,” some would pick door, “B.”
I once told a pro-athlete friend of mine who was thinking of retiring that, “The hardest thing Superman does, is hanging up the cape.”
that one of the things I most value in life,
is a tiny,
piece of concrete.
“…of a working man.”
“Hands of a Working Man”