Big Daddy Duke

Like most of you I have done some pretty dumb things while enjoying a day on the water. But the main one that comes to mind was on one of my many attempts to learn how to use a baitcaster. Which by the way I still can't use worth a darn so any tips would be great. Now I have what you would call a bit of a "MILD" temper at times and it will sometimes get the best of me. On this occasion I had went to the local sporting goods and bought a cheap baitcaster to learn on which was probably my first mistake and then headed out to Mark Twain Lake here in Missouri for the first time ever fishing that water. After about 30 45 minutes of surveying I found a nice cove that had lots of good cover and went to work. The first 2 3 cast went pretty smooth and I started thinking that I had it, made a couple more cast and stated to get a little cocky and started bragging to my buddy that I was fishing with my big boy toy. Then it happened, made a long cast dropped the lure close to where I wanted it and then looked down. The reel had back lashed so bad that it looked like a giant wad of tangled line that some one pulled out of the back of there truck. This mad me a little angry but I sat there for close to an hour untangling all that mess and all the while here's by buddy catching bass one of another, which only added to my frustration. So I get it all cleaned up talk a little trash and proceed on my hunt for a monster bass. Throw a few casts and it happened again, I had caused another back lash but this time was worse than before. That was it I was heated took the rod snapped it over my knee and threw it as hard as I could which I'm sure if it would have ended there I would have been fine. The problem came right after the throw, that was when my buddy started rocking the boat from laughter and I lost my footing. Next thing I know I'm treading water and my buddy along with another 2 other guys in another boat are crying there laughing so hard. I was so embarrassed I just told my buddy I would meet him at the dock and headed for shore. By the time I got there I had been able to think about how stupid and funny it had to look seeing a fat man fall head first into the water rather ungracefully and was able to laugh it off myself. Which was a good thing seeming's how my buddy and the other two guys had already made it back and were waiting to tell me all about it. 3 years later it's still my buddy's favorite fishing story. On a side note this is my first post as I am brand new to this forum so, Hello to all and I look forward to reading, and learning from you all.