Sport takes many shapes from the ordinary to the completely bizarre, but what connects all those involved, either as participants or fans, is the factor of chance and how they try to manoeuvre the fate into their experience. Footballers may have a pair of lucky boots, a cricketer a lucky box (presumably one that hasn't been needed to fulfil its protection) as he dresses to go out to the wicket. For the sports fan, it could be having a drink at the same moment, at a particular pub with the same friends and heading out at the same time every week to go to the ground.
Tackle dangling is the activity with the largest participation involvement of any other (it is said) and fortune is a an intrinsic part of it. Visiting a particular location will involve using the identical fishing tackle as the time which had the memorable success in terms of either quantity or weight of catch. So the same fishing rods will come out as was in use on that day, in the hope that once again the piscatorial goddess will smile and repeat the occasion.
It does not happen that way of course. Lucky shirts, boots, box or fishing rods make no difference at all as these are the vagaries of sport and the reason why we love it. When Havant and Waterlooville went to Anfield and defeated Liverpool or Stevenage saw off Newcastle United in the FA Cup, it had naught to do with the central defenders' choice of hosiery that day, it's just that one team performed out of it's skin and the other very, very badly.
If a tackle dangler is sitting by the river and someone wanders by, they might well enquire if he's having much luck? In fact, any maggot drowner ought to take umbrage at the notion that his success or otherwise anything has anything to do with something so ephemeral when it ought to have everything to do with his ability and judgment of the conditions, knowledge of how the fish are feeding, where and on what. And if he's having a rotten day, it could just be that the they are just not feeding at all and doesn't matter what fishing tackle he's decided upon, nothing will make the merest difference. Not even those legendary lucky fishing rods.
Chances of a million to the power of a trillion and above are acting upon everything all the time and while most of them are devoid of interest, now and again some of them come together in strange ways. If you are angling one particular part of the river and all the fish for miles around have decided to congregate there leading to a shortage of the usual food, it does not make any difference which fishing tackle you have, you are going to have a fabulous day and your fishing rods could well snap under the strain. Equally the guy half a mile up the canal may be wondering if there has been a disastrous chemical spill somewhere.
Anything and naught of which has anything that depended on chance to happen. It just did and you can make things go favourably by performing the right things at the right time in the right way and if you do then you are far more likely to succeed but there are very rare times when nothing you do will make a difference and then you may just as well pack away and go home.
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Tackle dangling is the activity with the largest participation involvement of any other (it is said) and fortune is a an intrinsic part of it. Visiting a particular location will involve using the identical fishing tackle as the time which had the memorable success in terms of either quantity or weight of catch. So the same fishing rods will come out as was in use on that day, in the hope that once again the piscatorial goddess will smile and repeat the occasion.
It does not happen that way of course. Lucky shirts, boots, box or fishing rods make no difference at all as these are the vagaries of sport and the reason why we love it. When Havant and Waterlooville went to Anfield and defeated Liverpool or Stevenage saw off Newcastle United in the FA Cup, it had naught to do with the central defenders' choice of hosiery that day, it's just that one team performed out of it's skin and the other very, very badly.
If a tackle dangler is sitting by the river and someone wanders by, they might well enquire if he's having much luck? In fact, any maggot drowner ought to take umbrage at the notion that his success or otherwise anything has anything to do with something so ephemeral when it ought to have everything to do with his ability and judgment of the conditions, knowledge of how the fish are feeding, where and on what. And if he's having a rotten day, it could just be that the they are just not feeding at all and doesn't matter what fishing tackle he's decided upon, nothing will make the merest difference. Not even those legendary lucky fishing rods.
Chances of a million to the power of a trillion and above are acting upon everything all the time and while most of them are devoid of interest, now and again some of them come together in strange ways. If you are angling one particular part of the river and all the fish for miles around have decided to congregate there leading to a shortage of the usual food, it does not make any difference which fishing tackle you have, you are going to have a fabulous day and your fishing rods could well snap under the strain. Equally the guy half a mile up the canal may be wondering if there has been a disastrous chemical spill somewhere.
Anything and naught of which has anything that depended on chance to happen. It just did and you can make things go favourably by performing the right things at the right time in the right way and if you do then you are far more likely to succeed but there are very rare times when nothing you do will make a difference and then you may just as well pack away and go home.
20110124
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