Ok, two crazy stories/ quite true I assure you.
First I remember me and my older brother went fishing at the Yellow River in Bremen Indiana, my hometown, we could walk to the river in 10 minutes- the fish were biting so well we quickly ran out of bait- my brother says “ I bet I can catch on an empty hook”, needles to say he cast out an empty hook and catches a bluegill.
Second story, me and my other olde brother have always fished together and have fished hundreds of times together. Spring time down here in Kentucky we like to seine rocky bottom creeks for hellgrammites / which are larvae form of a Dobson Fly. If anyone doesn’t know what one is, they are a leathery little creature with multiple legs and a pretty decent set of pinchers, smallmouth and rock bass absolutely love them, long story short, I caught a medium size rock bass 7-8 inches and reel it in- go to unhook and find I never had it hooked at all - when the fish went to eat the bait the bait had pinched into its gills and that’s how I reeled it in, my bait caught the fish 🎣. Best story and sorry it’s a poorly told and typed story.