Two years ago was my last one, I dropped my trolling motor from the ramp and headed around a point to go talk to my father before the tournament started (it was like 5 a.m.)and I noticed a boat about 75 yards out in the middle of the cove where a brush pile was that I knew of that I thought he was camped out over, granted this cove is 150 yards wide at its furthest point. As I rounded the corner he hollers out "hey are you blind" then grabs a buzz bait and hurls it toward my boat and it falls 20 yards short of my boat, he then reels it back in and hurls it even harder and I hear the bait take off for a second and comes to a bird nesting stop. Of course me laughing didn't help the situation but I have tournament fished all my life and am very respectful of others spots (unless its RedSkeeters spot) but this guy took the cake. I should have fired up the ole 250 SHO after that fiasco. Not again even though I have cashed a few checks in it.