So the other day at work I was talking with a guy that goes fishing quite a bit. He mainly fishes stripers and never catfish. He told me that an occasional catfish will grab his lure so I ask what he does with him and he said he just throws them back. So I told him to keep them when he gets them and I will take them. So I get a call today from him and he said he had a few fish if I wanted them. I asked what they were and he said a couple stripers and one big cat and one small cat. Well I go over there to pick them up expecting maybe a 10lber oh how wrong I was. He opened the cooler and there lies a 22# blue cat. I just shook my head and told him next time just let ones that big go. I am going to use the meat for a fish fry in a few weeks so thats good, but I would rather that fish still be swimming. But the part that makes me want to quit is I go out at least once a week if not more and never get anything in the neighborhood of 22#'s. He goes fishing for a completely different species and gets a 22lber. Makes me wonder how much luck is really involved with this sport because it seems I have none.