Revenge is a dish best served gutted, filleted and chilled. In Florida on Monday, Allen Engelmann was bit on the hand by a spinner shark while surfing near Singer Island. Yesterday he made his way down the same beach with his five-year old son and friend with a mission to wrangle in the very shark that attacked him. The odds the of the shark he caught being the culprit are slim; Florida’s the shark attack capitol of the world and spinner sharks twist and turn through the lineup like bees out of a batted down hive. Although Mr Engelmann claimes he recognized the shark by the markings on its fins.
But nevertheless, 15 stitches and a day later he came down to the beach with vengeance. “Now that we got the shark that bit my hand,” Allen told the Sun-Sentinel. “We’re going to fillet it and we’re going to eat it.”
Allen’s pal caught the shark while he helped reel it in his working hand. Once the shark was on the beach, Mr Engelmann sat on the shark until it’s gills stopped puffing.
And the idea was, the shark goes to the nearest man and then he’d start poundin’ and hollerin’ and screamin’ and sometimes the shark would go away. Sometimes he wouldn’t go away. Sometimes that shark, he looks right into you. Right into your eyes. You know the thing about a shark, he’s got… lifeless eyes, black eyes, like a doll’s eye. When he comes at ya, doesn’t seem to be livin’. Until he bites ya and those black eyes roll over white. And then, ah then you hear that terrible high pitch screamin’ and the ocean turns red and spite of all the poundin’ and the hollerin’ they all come in and rip you to pieces.- Quint, Jaws
