After much sturm und strang, I have finally caught my first fish of the season. I told my wife I wouldn't start catching fish until the Phillies started hitting the ball. After watching a Fightin's put a beat-down on the Twins on Friday night at the statdium, I went back yet again to Darby Creek on Saturday to throw some worms at the water. I nailed a couple of nice little Bluegills at low tide. Definitely nothing to brag about, but after my recent drought, I'd be happy for whatever nature was looking to offer up. If anything, this dry spell has taught me just how little I know about fishing.