The smallmouth in the photo below was not big or feisty. No, it actually barely pulled the bobber below the surface when it picked up my live shiner. It fought like the shocked, cold little fellow it was, basically flopping once then curling into a "C" shape and reluctantly coming to my hand. But you know what? I don't care, because I'm now officially on the scoreboard for 2011. This was my first fish of the year.