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LAKE CITY, Minn. — Last week, I was dabbling in the backwaters around submerged wood in search of crappies on Pool 4 of the Mississippi River.

All of a sudden, the surface erupted 100 yards away as a school of white bass the size of a two-car garage went on a feeding frenzy. I put on an old-school silver spinner and moved within casting distance of the commotion.

It didn't take long before the first of a half-dozen 15-inch "stripers" slammed the spinner so hard it nearly knocked the rod out of my hand.

It's a scene that takes place from the upper pools of the Mississippi all the way to Davenport. They hit like Mike Tyson and fight like Larry Csonka dragging tacklers for extra yards.

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