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Why Are These Men Smiling?

Why Are These Men Smiling?

As the Elites prepare to compete on Lake Fork this week, I can’t help but think of my first trip to the famed Texas bass factory. It was April of 2008, and I was there not to fish but rather to cover the event for the Professional Anglers Organization which was still in its heyday. I remember it as one of the most uniformly jubilant fishing events that I’ve ever attended – even those who didn’t catch ‘em seemed happy. The anglers were divided into four-man teams who worked together, we were fed copious amounts of Texas food and drink (you haven’t lived until you’ve eaten peach cobbler out of a six-foot diameter skillet and washed it down wish a Shiner Bock), and Trace Adkins performed.