After the Smallmouth bonanza at Manchester on Sunday June 24th, two of my friends and I decided to head out to Jacobs in Norwell, after resting up a bit. We headed to Charlie's Bait and Tackle Shop in Hanover got 2 dozen shiners and drove out to Jacobs. We started fishing the dock first, to no avail (per usual) as it usually pretty quiet. Mostly just panfish and the occassional Pickerel. So we decided to head over to the rocky shoreline on the road. We casted out, and waited about 20-30 minutes before the first bites starting coming in. 2 Pickerel at around 445pm, 2 Largemouth shortly after (around 10 minutes). Then it started to slow a bit, and we waited until around quarter to 6 before we pulled in 3 more Largemouth, one of them by hand. My friend had birds nested his reel; cut the line, and was using the cut line with the fishing hook still on it for kicks and giggles. He actually managed to land a small 1lb'er. Lol funny stuff. At around 6:30pm I baited a fresh lively shiner, and casted out around 12 yards to the left of the shoreline next to the cement drainage block; where the water runs under the road to the river on the other side of route 123. It wasn't more than 30 seconds when my shiner started darting everywhere at the surface, zig zagging back and forth for a good 20 seconds. Then I saw it, a huge greenish-black mass and a tail fin break the water. My bobber was gone and my rod tip was bent completely over. Man oh man, what a fight it was like trying to reel in a tire that was fighting back. My line on the Shimano Zacura reel I was using was making that distinctive twang like it was going to snap, even after multiple drag adjustments while reeling the fish in. As I got the fish within 5-6 yards of the shoreline, he made a b-line to the left towards the overhanging branches that extended into the water next to the drainage. I broke into a cold sweat as I thought I was going to lose the fish in the branches. I muscled him as tough as I could without snapping my line. I landed him! I went to lip him, and he was thrashing like none other, got me soaked!  I pulled him out of the water, and felt the weight of that bad Larry and got so excited I was like a kid in a candy store haha. I think my friends were pretty ticked though lol, they had that look on their face like a combination of Amazement and "You asshole" to themselves lol! Oh well, their good sports. I took plenty of pictures, and let the Mammoth fish go on his way. He gave me quite a lickin' on my thumb though. Good ole' bass thumb! :P