The Power of Yellow

power of yellow1No, not that yellow. I don’t blood dope for a pontoon weekend on Canyon, but like THAT athlete I too harbor a secret. One so dark and heinous it never sees the light of day. It quite literally lies beneath, hidden away from prying eyes. My competitive edge is almost unfair and yet I do it without the slightest worry for I will never be caught. There is no proof. No evidence that my super fish catching abilities are derived from one thing and one thing only.

My lucky yellow underwear… I first realized this garments uncanny power when on the San Juan River. The first day I caught only small fish. The next day, however, I donned my yellows and pulled in several large fish. While this may seem like an isolated incident I assure you it is not. I have since put the yellows through their paces from trout to carp, on stream and lake; none can resist their magnetic forces.

Scoff if you will but when you think about it superstition is a huge part of any sport. Players and fans alike understand the power, good or bad, of superstition. There is of course the infamous Sports Illustrated curse, where a team or player is thought to immediately fail as a result of gracing the cover. Players on a hot streak try to stay in the zone by keeping everything the same through various OCD behaviors; from the number of times they bounce the ball on the free throw line to how they constantly adjust their batting gloves at the plate. Recently we have seen the advent of “Fear the Beard” which pretty much explains itself. Many fans will have the same seats for years, and always make sure to wear that lucky outfit that helped that playoff push three years ago. So is it so wrong that I have lucky underwear?

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I have long heard that fisherman are a superstitious lot, and yet have heard few actual stories. This can only mean that we are hiding secret strategies from one another! In actuality they are so situation specific that they are hard to find. I know of people who won’t eat certain things because in the past it lead to a bad day of fishing. My favorite is a friend who after catching their first fish slimes the cork after the fish’s liberation to release the mojo. This is my favorite not because I think it is dumb but because of the strong conviction that is inherent to any superstition. Besides if Bud Light has taught us anything, it’s that it’s only dumb if it doesn’t work. Though, for these to be the only first-hand examples I can muster we must be pretty embarrassed. To that I say seeing isn’t believing, believing is seeing. Thanks Disney. So I stand before you, proud to be clad in yellow!  And if ever we meet on the water and I am besting you, you will know the power of yellow…

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