I was told once, I caught the leg of a water skier.
Back when I lived in Alabama, I was fishing a small lake near Tuscaloosa from a jon boat. The Alabama Water Ski team used this lake for practice. Skiers being the critters they are decided to start circling the small island I was fishing. With each circle, they got closer and closer. Finally, it got to the point they were putting water my boat on each pass. On the next pass, I casted my spinnerbait in front of their boat to let them know they were too darn close. They ran over the bait and cut my line.
The skiers went over to the bank where their coach was and began yelling nasty things at me wantiing me to come over. I just kept fishing. I didn't know how many it would have taken to have kicked my but, but I had a good idea how many they were going to use in the process.
About 30 minutes later, a deputy sheriff showed up. He motioned me over. I eased over to the ramp with my trolling motor taking my time and sort of fishing the hogs back a little as I went. When I got there, they were all looking real mean at me except for the calm deputy who asked, "Did you throw a spinnerbait at this guy?" I said, "No, I casted in front of their boat to let them know they were too close, If I'd have thrown it at him, I'd have hit him." I figured I was probably going to jail for assault or something.
The deputy turned to the skier and said, "You mean to tell me you called me out here to complain about this guy when you ran your boat between his bait and his boat? As far as I'm concerned, you owe this man for a spinnerbait." He got back in his car and left.
Skipper