Faircloth switches to a small popper. He moves down the bank working it with subtle twitches. He changes to some type of soft plastic bait and slowly bumps it over the bottom.
After a few casts, he pulls up and makes a short run to the back of another shallow pocket. He pitches something to a lone shallow boat dock, then goes back to twitching the surface over the brown, flooded bank grass. We can't see his lure clearly through the mist rising from the water's surface. It could be some type of soft plastic bait.
Jacobson is snapping away with his camera begging for action. Nothing yet.