That's just it, I'm not. In fact if a non-gobbling bird happens to slip in, I may not even shoot, especially early in the season.
I hunt for the memories. I couldn't care less if I tag out, I just want to play the game as many times as possible and have those memories for the off-season.
Now, with that said, me and a buddy were set up on a decent sized field on a WMA one evening. I was cold calling every now and then and time was dragging by. About an hour before sunset, I let out a call and one hammered, but he was already close and had me pinned down as i was halfway laying down with my gun on the ground. THAT got the heart pumping, and no I wasn't able to seal the deal before getting busted.