Commodore Buckminster “Bucko” Bletheridge of the Bafflington Yacht Club (No Yachts Division) has spoken: “Presale ends tomorrow, landlubbers. Half of you still think there’s another cruise after this one. Newsflash: there isn’t. I’ve reserved you a seat, but not a yacht. Miss the boat and you’ll be paddling in your pants.” Bucko owns 14 captain’s caps and not a single yacht. He once christened an inflatable dinghy with champagne. And somehow, he’s still in charge. What’s more tragic? A yacht club with no yachts, or a degen who misses presale?