Fished Willisburg last Sunday and ended up catching something … not a fish … from John!
John exhibited symptoms early on but didn’t pay a lot of attention to it. Then, as the day wore on, he got worse.
About halfway through the tournament, I came down with a mild case!
No, it wasn’t a heat stroke or anything like that. Heck, that would’ve been easier to take. The affliction we came down with was “Dumb Thumb Syndrome!”