I'm just poking fun, I'm sure the bigger eyes (the ones I can't catch) give a good account of themselves. But, and I kid you not, Jeb and I were on Beaver Thursday, I was working the spoon about 25 on the bottom, got a bite, commenced reeling, and after a couple of turns of the handle, and feeling nothing but dead weight, I told Jeb - this is a walleye. Sure enough it was. Granted it was only about 16".