The final weigh-in was brutal. Boat after boat returned with fish. I sat in my empty bass boat, rod tips pointed skyward like monuments to failure, watching the numbers go up on
Bass Tournament Stories: The Day I Zeroed Out (And What I Learned)
The final weigh-in was brutal. Boat after boat returned with fish. I sat in my empty bass boat, rod tips pointed skyward like monuments to failure, watching the numbers go up on