If you use the size of a crankbait to explain how big the open wound on your stomache is......

If you are close to death last week and now all you are really mad that FNF season will soon be upon us and you won't be apart of it for a while......

The last 2 houses you bought, the FIRST thing that was moved was your boat and all your fishing tackle into the garage so you know exactly how much room you have left for whatever was left and how much had to be sold in the garage sale.......

It's December, 34 degrees, sleet, snowing, raining, wind blowing about 20, sun so far behind the clouds it looks like night all day long, you are backing down the launch ramp at Dale with the biggest grin on your face and inside your head these words keep crossing your mind "It's Gonna Be a Good Day Tater".....

One Saturday in 2004 3am, breaking the ice off the boat cover, leave from Frankfort drive to Dale Hollow by myself, FNF all day long high blue skies with ZERO bites, take out at dark, drive back to Frankfort, watch the taped UK/UL basketball game (the one where UL fouls on the 3 pointer and UK takes a nice victory), get in bed at 10pm, frustrated that you had not caught one single fish, give your wife a kiss good night and then tell her that you are going back again (She says I am NUTS, I say I am dedicated), set your alarm for 2am, get up shower, hook up boat, break off ice from cover, drive to Dale Hollow, fish all Day until Dark with ZERO bites drive back home. A good 12 hours of travel time to and from, approximately 22 hours on the water with ZERO bites, maybe 8 hours sleep over 2 nights, easy $100 in gas money in truck and boat plus whatever else that I spent at the One Stop, ZERO BITES and could not wait to do it again the following weekend....TRUE STORY