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Everything but the squeal Smallmouth fun on the Menominee River by Tom Davis – Tuesday, Jul 5th, 2016 A smallmouth bass was rushing Winston Ostrow’s bug in skinny water, pushing a tsunami-sized bow wave, and I was squealing like a little girl. OhmygodWinstondoyouseethatherehecomesohmygodthat’sunbelievable … Unlike me, Winston kept his wits about him—which is to say, he didn’t fall apart like a cheap suit and yank his bug off the water before the smallie could crush it. He coolly waited for the eat, and when it came—in a sudden, savage boil—he set the hook. The bass shot out of the Menominee…