Consider, for example, the angler and his partner who were fishing a spring bass tournament. Their practice day hadn't gone very well, and now they were facing a miserably cold and windy day, which up to the midway point had left them totally scoreless. They had decided to run back toward the launch area, where the water was even rougher than what they just had been fishing.
In no time, both fellas were soaked and complaining about the conditions. Nevertheless, the angler on the front seat kept throwing a baby brush hog and suddenly hooked into about a 5-pounder. His partner jumped off the rear deck and netted it. Moments later, though, the fella on the bow turned around and found his partner about 4 inches from his face, staring at him. "What the heck are you doing?" asked the guy on the bow.
"I just about knocked myself out getting your fish," responded the partner.
Turns out this big guy (weighing about 260) missed the step between the seats and dove headfirst into the seat pedestal. The fella in the front seat still was laughing uncontrollably and looking back at his parnter when, bam, he hooked another bass, followed quickly by two more. In a period of about 10 minutes, the duo had gone from zero fish to four nice keepers in the livewell.
Figuring that things couldn't possibly get much more crazy than they had been thus far, the front-seater was sitting there, gazing at his hapless partner, when he saw him rise about 6 inches off the seat. Simultaneously, he heard a "whoosh!" sound. Seems the partner had sat on his Sospenders, causing them to inflate--and giving the front-seater yet something else to laugh about. What a day!
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