Terry backed up and did a swan dive into the water and was swimming after the fish and the rod. It's the only time I ever saw a fish catch a man.

This life is like a swimming pool. You dive into the water, but you can't see how deep it is.

[There are no fish swimming in Lakeview, and no bayou alligators, he said. The water bubbles with natural gas from broken mains and carries the detritus of a neighborhood to and fro. One neighbor refused to evacuate, and Hunter hasn't seen him. Still, he added, he hasn't found any corpses. At the Basin bar,] we'd sit there and solve all the world's problems, but with this, I just don't know where to begin, ... I don't know if this city will ever come back.

Water was something he loved, something he respected. He understood its beauty and its dangers. He talked about swimming as if it were a way of life.

Folks, this is perfect weather for today's game. Not a breath of air.

An announcer is only as good as yesterday's performance.