From the depths of the Fangorn Forest arises a tale …………..
This is relic has been unearthed from deep bowels of a space in time a long time ago when things at AZBASSPRO were much different. A time when things were pleasant and flame wars did not exist. A time when a local bass guide who knows the nooks and crannies of the infamous Saguaro Lake would boast of his triumphs. This guide was well known and is still a legend in his time. This legendary guide would enter this web site and post tidbit of information for peasant fisherman to grasp and try out at the lake. His messages were cryptic.
Along came a newcomer, he stormed into the bass fishing scene with a vengeance. He boasted of being the “The leading authority on bass fishing in southern Arizona” or something to that effect. He boasted of clients and having a following. This angered the masses of AZBASSPRO; this perpetrator came by the name of Amberjack. A saltwater fisherman and a braggart of sorts.
Then along comes Spiderman, a man who has put in his dues in at Saguaro, a man who rarely uses a baitcaster and also never seems to catch a large number of fish. This Spiderman has never caught a fish over ten pounds that has been reported. Amberjack boasts of triumph and fishing prowness angered Spiderman. For the first time flame wars erupted at AZBASSPRO. Spiderman and Amberjack were talking trash.
Enough said the masses; a duel at the lake is in order here. The local bass guide shall be the mediator and Boat Captain. He shall oversee the fishing duel and rule the winner. Amberjack was out for blood, Spiderman was cool, collect and confident. Amberjack went for the throat; loser must wear a pink thong.
Spiderman guffawed at the thought and accepted. The duel was set to occur in October, daybreak. The well-known guide cranked his bass boat up and the duel proceeded. Spiderman continually taunted Amberjack thru out the day, hurling insults at his fishing prowness. The competition was tough for the day. Closing towards dusk neither had a pound to weigh.
Suddenly a Largemouth Bass devours Amberjacks lure and a fight is on. Amberjack lands a beautiful fish. He is in the lead. The guide announces the bite is on. The furious competition continues until dark. The competition is over, the well-known guide announces that Amberjack has annihilated Spiderman by a 2 to 1 victory, Spiderman cries foul and demands a re-match Amberjack in his coolness just smiles and walks away.
The image portrayed in the post was a logo that was to used to recognize the event in time.
The bass guide is alive and well and helping fellow fisherman at Saguaro Lake.
Amberjack is tinkering with reels and is basking in the glory of his accomplishments
Spiderman has become obsessive/compulsion with ramp etiquette
Ya know, I never did hear the whole story behind the pink thong. I am one of the three "proud" recipients of the prestigious "Pink Thong Awards" that were handed out at the Classics. Spiderman received the first one, I received the second and Ken received the third. I'm honored :?:
I've heard bits and pieces in the time I have been around. I knew Spidey had the 1st pink thong and I remember the talk of the sticker/flag but never saw it become more than a passing thought. I never actually saw that picture! Well, you learn something new every day! So? That's the "rest of the story" is it? :lol: