So I get this warning the other day via email that my stalker is calling me out.
Seppala and I are meeting up on the Caney Sunday, when generation permits, to face off toe to toe.
Any of you want to witness this angling history in the making, we'll see you up there.
Place your bets boys, cause the old man is about to put a whoopin on the college boy. I just hope he doesn't want to talk about no rocks.
PS-You all know what my truck looks like. The beer is in the back, help yourself.