The story goes a little like this: A little rat ran under my chair so I was trying to grab it when my pole almost got pulled into the water. I hooked the line and thought it was a small catfish and asked my boss to reel it in while I tried to chase down this mouse. I gave the pole to him and he said, " Dude you don't have a fish, you line is caught up on a rock." about 10 seconds later the fish almost pulled him in the water and he started yelling at me. For the next 20 minutes I fought this man bear pig of a fish. I had to called my finance at 2:30am to bring a camera and she was 20 minutes away. (She wasn't happy at all). We took a couple of pictures and let the fish go on his merry way. BTW, I didn't have a scale and I have no idea how much it weighed. It was damn heavy tho.