PARIS, Tenn. — As Keith Alan drew out the tension before allowing Bobby Lane to weigh in, Chris Lane stood behind the stage, seemingly more nervous than his older brother.
"I was going to have to get the boxing helmets out (if he came in second)," Chris said. "I knew it would be a rough one. He's got a lot of intensity and he wants to win every tournament. I could see it from the first day of practice. If he didn't win, there would've been a lot of head games, wondering if he should have fished more."
For Chris Lane, Bobby's win is doubly sweet. Not only will his brother be bearable to be around tonight, but he should be in a generous mood with a $100,000r check burning a hole in his pocket. Asked if he'd demand that his brother buy him dinner tonight, Chris didn't hesitate to answer in the affirmative: "You're damn right he is."
Just in the nick of time
Britt Myers ran out of gas just a short distance from the weigh-in site and managed to get back with only 52 seconds to spare. He stated that he'd never been late to check in before, although he admitted that he had cut it close on occasion.
"Most of the time it's on purpose," he said. "Trying to fish until the last minute."
Oddball circumstances tend to plague Myers whenever he manages to qualify for a Top 12 cut. Two years ago he had a shot to win at the Potomac River, but on the last day he was "asked" to leave his best area by military officials.
A short time after than he made another final day cut on New York's Lake Champlain and broke down on Sunday. Fortunately Steve Kennedy happened by, picked him up and brought him back with time to spare.
Did he fear a heart attack at Champlain or this week at Kentucky Lake?
"No, I knew I wasn't going to win," said the ever-smiling Myers. "The pressure was off."
"We call it psycho winding. You absolutely wind it as fast as you can." — Gerald Swindle, describing how he fished a crankbait this week.
"Even the shad are giant out there." — Kevin VanDam
"It looked like Armageddon behind me." — Skeet Reese, commenting on the size of Bobby Lane's following flotilla.
"It was one of the most stressful moments of my life, sitting there with nothing to do but stare at the sun." — Bobby Lane, who endured a two-hour fog delay before setting out on the fourth day of the SpongeTech Tennessee Triumph.
"There's no use crying over spilled milk." — Britt Myers, to Jackson Roumbanis, who emptied a full container of chocolate milk in the back of his father Fred's truck.