Steve 34 Posted May 8, 2018 Share Posted May 8, 2018 The Scene American harbour, early hours of the morning, cold, foggy, the sound carrying easily through the fog from one yacht to another. Super close. B: Burling you w^$@r! P: Up are you dickhead? B: Only just. Pause B: Did I tell you the olds are in town? P: What’s for tea? B: You’re not coming you fat prick. P: Whatever. Pause P: I’ll tell your mother you said that. B: Whatever. Pause P: (Silly American drawl) I’ll bring some Bud. Pause Long Pause P: I wonder what she’ll do for us. B: You know Mum. Pause B: Bit sick of freeze dried mate? Long pause P: Bloody hell Tuke, I wish you hadn’t told me now. I’ve lost concentration. And that is how the result of the leg from Itajai to Newport, and possibly the whole of the Volvo Ocean Race was decided. 1 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Fish 0 Posted May 8, 2018 Share Posted May 8, 2018 Classic. That post is gold Steve. Mind games and psychology, never underestimate. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
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