Get the same feeling sometimes when I smack them on a rock to slow em down. On the cape beaches there are no rocks so I have to smack them on my knee. I would hate to be an eel. But I always redeem myself at the end of the season when I "Release the eels" whatever I have left go back to the sea at that time. I guess surf fishermen have feelings too - until I feel a cow uncork on one - usually knocks me back to my senses.
I get the same feeling when cutting green crabs in half.
DZ
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