"George used to tell anyone who'd listen about the time he rescued a six-pack of Budweiser when it fell overboard a few miles offshore from Galveston. The way he'd tell the story, he lunged over the side of the boat, with no regard for his own safety, and snagged the Buds with his injured hand, which he'd cut earlier that day opening a beer can.
Only, I was there, and it didn't happen that way. George, who had only had a couple drinks, bumped into the cooler and knocked it overboard. A whole cooler-- not a six-pack. Then he just stood there for what must have been a good five or six minutes, like he was trying to comprehend what had just happened. He finally reached overboard-- far too late, of course-- and then immediately pulled his hand back. Something about the saltwater stinging his "wound." --Sonny Wallace, Skipper, "The Sonny Pleasure Dome"
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Pleasure Boat Captains for Truth: "Overboard...and Overblown"
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