Or we'd go to my grandfather's cottage on Lake Winnebago. Sometimes I go fishing with Eddie Reese. I go by myself. Right before I went off to college, he took me on a three-week fishing trip to Montana. It was one of the best trips I've ever been on.
Fishermen love to tell stories.
Neil's got a few. Turns out a muskrat clamped onto the fish Neil was trying to bring in through a small hole in the ice. The muskrat ran across the ice and disappeared down another hole. Another time up in Northern Wisconsin, Neil hooked a 40-inch muskie. Neil had no choice but to bounce back from his disappointment from the '96 Trials.