What happens next is what I believe to be the natural reaction of most anglers faced with this situation. You freak out, but convince yourself that you can fix it. We tie the boat back up, break out the tool box, pop off the engine cowling, and suddenly there are ratchets and screwdrivers flying around. It's definitely a fuel issue. She's not sucking any up. The big problem here, however, is that dad nor I really know much about outboards. So you tinker with what you kind of understand. Check the filters. Check the fuel line connections. Pump the ball. After about 45 minutes of going nowhere on a fix, I lay down on the dock in frustration, doing everything I can to stop myself from crying. Meanwhile, all my buddies are offshore already, and I'm just waiting for the phone calls to start. The new plan is to sit tight until 8 when the guys show up at the marina office. We'll have them listen. Your hope is that it's something an expert will say is no big deal, but in reality you know there's a good chance it's a fuel pump or something that can't be fixed on the spot, so you'll have to pack up the rods and go home.