11 December 2007

Give Me A Break...

I read this article today on ESPN...

"Descendant of Davy Crockett Kills Bear" Turns out some 5 year old shot a 445lb Black Bear with his grandfather. Bet they don't make precious moments for that eh?


If the story had been about the boy killing the bear with his hands, or maybe stumbling upon a bear eating his grandfather and then shooting it with his youth rifle, then maybe I would have been impressed. But here's how it went down:

"Tre Merritt, a descendant of Davy Crockett, was hunting with his grandfather Mike Merritt when a black bear happened upon their stand...'He came in about 40 to 50 yards,' Mike Merritt said of the black bear, 'and when he got in the open, I whistled at him and he stopped and I said, 'Shoot Tre.'"

How can you call this a "sport" when you can sit in a tree all damn day and wait for a bear to happen upon you while you shoot it from above? (wow...Ka-Boom) Doesn't it make you wonder if you can call it a fair fight when a five year old with a youth rifle can take down a 445 pound bear? I mean, this doesn't happened very often- but is it because it is hard to take down a bear or just that most people don't take their five year-olds out bear hunting? I am 99% sure that if I was sitting in a tree waiting for something/someone to stumble in front of my line of fire that I would be able to take it out too. That goes for Non as well...though he's no spring chicken anymore right, i mean-he is almost in third grade.

Lame....

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Amen, friend, horrible news to hear this, that some waste of humanity redneck grandpa is bringing up a child in this way...these may be the kids that open fire at school when they are 15