"Son," said Squirrel, in a tone reserved for misguided children and small, furry pets, "you're already smoking. We've boated 18 fish, and none of those other humps has broken double digits. Now quit whining and get that plug in the water." Squirrel's friendly grin belied his appearance. Unfolded from his raft, Brian "Squirrel" Hager stood 6 feet 3 and change, and he sported a shaved head and a back bulked to the width of an SUV. Squirrel looked like a benevolent bouncer -- maybe not so benevolent.