Posted 27 April 2007 - 08:02 PM
Come on people. this thread is about bullshit moves. We've all made them, and we've had them pulled on us.
Let's wuit bitching at the Ed and tell our stories. Here's another one of mine.
Years ago I was calling tactics on big, heavy 43 cruising boat. We were racing around fixed marks in the bay, and with the wind direction, the course had to have starboard roundings.
I've always hated starboard roundings.
So there we are, leading our class out to the weather mark. One of my best friends is calling the shots on another monstrously heavy 43 footer. They are behind us and inside, not laying the mark as we approach. About 200 yards out, we get a huge lift. The other boat is laying the mark and we are now overstanding.
"Don't worry," I telll my skipper. "XXX will tack right at the mark. There is nothing to be gained by standing on. If we tack two boatlengths beyond the mark, we'll be OK."
I know, I know. Stupid, but I was so sure.
We sail past the the two boatlength circle and tack on to port. As soon as we are around, I see that the crew of the other boat is still on the rail and they have no intention of tacking. It is way to late to tack back, and thank God that my skipper kept turning the wheel. Over 40,000 pounds of fiberglass converge at a combined rate of over 10 knots and pass raill to rail going opposite directions with literally less than an inch to spare.
We laugh about it now, but we were very lucky no body got hurt.
I clearly made a mistake, but like the 105 in the Eds example, they gained nothing by fucking with us. Had they tacked at the mark, we'd have been over them in flash leaving them plenty of clean air. By standing on as the did, they were sailing away form the next mark. Yes, they could have eventually put up a chute and carried it down to the next mark, but they would have had to go out 1/4 of a mile for that to be worth while. As it was, we had to tack twice to get back to and around the mark, but we were easily able to catch them by the next mark, set our chute and flat outran them on the way home.
Moral of the story for me: Don't count your chickens before they hatch, or never, ever assume anything.
Moral of the story for him: Never get so busy considering that you can do something that you forget to ask if you should.
I guess of course the real bullshit move would have been for him to tack inside of us and then throw the flag.