Mine was this summer at the Clay Banks I was trolling and there was a boat mooching right in front of me. I trolled around him maybe 50' away and saw they had a fish on the surface right next to the boat. I usually turn away to get away but they had it there and I figured they'd net it and all would be fine, plus I wanted to see the fish when they pulled it out of the water. It made a run down so I didn't get to see it. Well, I was about 100' away when my downrigger pops and I set the hook and feel a constant pull and see the dude with the fish on fighting toward me. I knew instantly that his fish ran into my rig and we snagged up so I just freespooled and let him reel me in. He was not happy to see his fish turned into a flasher and hootchie. They shouted some friendly encouragments to me and asked if I wanted my gear back. I shook my head yes and he threw it in for me to reel in. I was so disgusted with myself that I just reeled in all my gear and went home.

If that was someone on here - Sorry, dude!
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