"Both Rusty and I sat down on our large cooler, as if someone had knocked our legs out from under us, neither saying a word. It was 7:15 p.m. The sailfish, Rusty and I had been locked in a battle for three and a half hours, and now it was over."
— from "Fish Fights" by Bob Rich
ISLAMORADA, Fla. — Two rods bent and suddenly all hell broke loose on the back deck of Bob Rich's 45-foot custom-designed Game Fisher boat.
But hope made only a brief appearance aboard ...
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