Once again I find myself using my column to write about the horrible violence our country has suffered.
I’m back home after a week in Tennessee fishing Douglas. The pollen is everywhere. It looks like it’s raining it’s so heavy at times. I love it!
Professional bass fishing is very different than fishing in the same part of the country most of the time.
If I could get rid of my first day results, I’d be having a pretty good year. But I can’t and I’m not.
I’ll tell you what, the Sabine River tournament was something else. I’ve never fished any tournament, anywhere — except for a Classic, of course — where the crowds were as big, or as enthusiastic, as they were there.
The second day of the 2013 Bassmaster Classic, I corrected my mistakes of Day One.
Every single day in this business is a learning process.
I’m passing the title off to a good man. That makes it a lot easier to deal with.
Have you ever heard of being a day late and a dollar short? Well, that’s me.
I’ll tell you what, anyone who thinks this sport of bass fishing can’t humble you had better think again because it can, and in a single day.