A fellow goes ice fishing, drills his hole, drops his line in and hears a booming voice say "There are no fish there." He looks around but sees nobody. He does however move to a new spot, drills his hole, drops his line in and again here's the booming voice say "there are no fish there." Once again, he looks around and sees nobody, but moves one more time. As he's drilling the hole he hears the voice one more time say "There are no fish there either" Seeing nobody again he yells "Is it God Speaking?' Again the booming voice says "no, it's the arena manager"