Thursday, February 15, 2018

Proving That Bad Luck Can Indeed Become Habit-Forming

Once a bass tournament is in the record books, especially one held in the heat of summer, it's not unusual for participants to feel extremely tired, grouchy and hungry, among other things. In many cases, we're also fighting a giant-sized headache. I figure it's probably safe to bet that the overriding thought on most of our minds is something along these lines: "Dear God, please just let me get my gear cleaned up and everything put away without any problems."

No one deserves to find themselves in the position of one tournament angler I recently read about. It seems he just had backed his boat inside the two-car garage and unhooked the trailer from the truck. He subsequently had to run some errands, so he climbed back in his truck and eased down the drive a ways before hitting the remote to close the garage door.

Glancing in the rearview mirror to check the door, he noticed that, instead of closing, it was going back up. "What the hey?" he wondered, but instead of getting out to check the situation, he simply reached up and pushed the door opener a second time. Unfortunately, he watched the door once again start down but stop and go back up.

It seems reasonable to think that most people, by this time, would have gotten out of their vehicle to see what was going on. Not this fella, though. "Nope," he said. "My tired, dumb arse reached up and pushed the door opener a third time. And I'll be darned if the door didn't again go down, then right back up."

By now, the gent was mad, so he finally climbed out of the truck to see what the heck the problem was. "OMG!" he thought. "I forgot to collapse the trailer tongue."

As a result of the garage door repeatedly smacking the trailer tongue, the door's aluminum panels were crumpled beyond repair. A new garage door set him back to the tune of $2,100.

That expense, however, isn't the only one this angler has had to endure; rather, it's just the most expensive one.

In another incident, he once ran over his bicycle tire with a wheel on his trailer. He also has run over the mailbox while turning out of the driveway with his boat and ended up having to replace both the wooden post and the mailbox. He further has ripped molding off the garage with one of his trailer fenders, and finally, he once hit and broke the taillight-lens cover to his wife's SUV with a back corner of the boat.

Don't know how the rest of you feel, but if I had incurred that much damage trying to get my boat in and out of a garage, I tend to believe I would have been investigating other alternatives for storing my "toy."

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