Savannah Pro Event

Ok, here's the skinny!
day one, 23 lb fish, smaller than we needed,
lost two good fish, just didn't get hooks in'em!
still in the game for day two
day two, rougher, colder, rainier,
left dock at 4 am to meet bait man,
waiting for bait man at tybee island boat ramp,
tied to dock with 3 other boats tied to us,
hear a scream, a boat broke free from a truck and came
flying down the ramp, no driver, trailer attached still,
missed crashing our engines by inches-
whew !!!!
missed a good fish first bait in the water,
gotta quit using those darn rubber hooks!
couldn't find fish all day,
finally found a pod of fish, but area loaded up with
barracuda, caught a few cudas,
then got about a 20 lb king, got it almost to the boat,
and cudas chased it, and caught it.
no fish day two!
our streak continues!
hardly any fish weighed in,
again, any one decent fish in this tournament
would have propelled us to a commanding lead
in the Pro Tour,
suffice to say,
we are bound and determined to hero or zero in myrtle beach
oct 13 and oct 14,
the last pro event.
we did not lose much ground in the standings,
but we did not gain any either-rats!!!
enjoyed the amenties of savannah though,
one of the nicer places we fish,
westin hotel with marina,
water taxi pictured with my name on it,
to take you back and forth no chare to river street,
where the tournament weigh in was right there in
front of wet willies,
jimmyjam and I went to go buy his wife her favorite candy
the night before day one,
and somehow we ended up at wet willies
in a thunderstorm, we were wet,
the ferry stopped running till the storm let up,
so we got some tropical beverages,
i did not know till about noon the following day on the boat,
feeling like I had been dragged, drugged, beaten, and dehydrated,
but only then did I find out the drink and a half I drank
at 10:30 pm the previous night,
was 180 proof grain alcohol camoflauged by fruit juices and ice!
wow I felt bad, and it kept getting worse!
but it was fun,
lots of fun,
and karen came to the tournament as ground crew on day two,
and did stats, public relations, and beer and burger runs for us
after fishing.
bad news after though, as Bunny, mike's mom,
also showed up at weigh in, and they said she stayed away from wet willies, but she turned her ankle on the uneven historic cobblestone street and got a spiral fracture broken leg,
argh!!!!!!!
myrtle beach baby,
here we come,
do or die!!!!!