I think I’m in the right place!
Media Day…welcome to the twilight zone! Parking lot was one space after another full of wrapped trucks and boats. Of course I looked for a regular, read that as not one for truck and trailer, spot as close to the pavilion as I could get and it just happened to be a spot in the front row. A few steps across the grass and I was in the mix. I’ve been out of the bass fishing loop for a few years now so I didn’t recognize many of the faces so thank goodness they all had name tags…on their fishing shirts. Media credentials in hand, I started to do what any Southerner does, find someone younger than you are and just start talking. Wouldn’t you know the first guys I talked to were from the University of Minnesota. Wait a minute, I thought this was a professional tournament.