Koper

Scott Koper is like the little brother I never wanted. Second time carper, first time winner.
Not bad for a dirty Reno backwater.

Carp even gave him a mud pie face with a smack of it's tale in the shit mud.

You can bag on carp all you want, but when the river is 70 degrees, I'd rather go tangle with a few double digit garbage loving beasts than go stand in the river pulling in discolored trout that are gonna die because of the heat wave.