I was rubbing my shoulder the other day wondering why this old pain had come back. As I sat there massaging my shoulder in front of the crackling fire...I slowly remembered....I had injured my shoulder hoisting a beast from the depths on that cold May day...a beast that came from the depths of Lake Cumberland in the form of a mammoth striper...... The rotator cuff tear has since been repaired and while most memories fade like the stripes in my underwear after bleaching....I'll not soon forget the legend of the 41.