Thrasher Magazine June 1981 — Page 13
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            WILD RIDERS OF BOARDZI
PART IV
THE CHALLENGE. THE ULTIMATE
CHALLENGE. GENERAL CON-
FRONTS GENERAL FOR A PARLEY
OVER A DISPUTED TERRAIN. A
BATTLE OF A SORT TO BE FOUGHT
ON A MUTUAL BATTLEGROUND.
The two hours seemed to go by
like two minutes or even two
seconds. The two Zekes find
themselves facing the two Vatos
Banditos across the pool of the
forthcoming festivities. The pool
was emaculate. It seemed as it
siti
was made for the duel that was
about to come down. No words
were spoken. At this stage of the
game (that's right a game-
don't all predicaments or situations
one faces every day end in either
las
a win or lose type of outcome?)
No words needed to be spoken
Words meant nothing here. If
something needed to be said, it
was to be said with action. The
expression. The universal language
that everyone understands
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DELIZ
Nocho and Joker, with
expressions of marble sullenness,
stood at the shallow end of the
pool Visions of potential lines
raced through their minds. Blade
and Eddy-Boy decided to stand
by and wait for the Vatos Banditos
to make the first move. That way.
whatever the opposers did the
contenders would have to do
better in order to defeat their
monace
Nacho began to breathe
heavier and more erratically.
psyching himself up for this big
challenge, to do something better
than he has ever done before. He
began to perspire heavily. Sweat
stained his headband, his shirt, his
mind. He snapped his fingers and
pointed to the pool. Then, just as if
Jetisoned from a cannon, both
Vatos Banditos rocketed into the
shallow and slam dropping to the
floor of the pool and committing
themselves to a head to head
forced coping thrust edger carve
Joker pulls out first and heads for
the shallow end to prepare for re-
entry Nacho, stil holding his
original line, ascends towards
another carve but this time he
switches his stance at the hallway
point and fakes down around
only
to pop-out on the other wal
spinning his board around in mid-
fight, landing regular footed. On
his way back to the shallow area
to join an impatient Joker, he
performed a few victorious hand
gestures signifying his satisfaction
with the run
One log thrust delivered Joker
to the face wall carving around.
giving him enough speed to do a
no hands airial on the right wall A
good three, three e and a haf
footer, impressive. Still Blade and
Eddy-
y-Boy stood motionless, almost
oblivious to the activity before
them. They knew that they
themselves could do much better.
But what if these guys were just
warming up? Only time would foll
and the time would pass very fast
As soon as Joker completed his
run with a few more
w more snappy moves
he and Nacho exit the pool and
nod affirmative nods towards the
Zakes and then towards the pool
The signal for Blade and Eddy-Boy
to try and display their alleged
superiority that they claim to
to have
so much of. As usual Eday-Boy
wasted no time in expressing his
skate smarts in one swift, fluid
motion he was denying the face
wall coping the peace and
serenity that it was just t
getting
used to after the brutal assault
of the Vatos Banditos On the left
wall there is the ladder. The kind
with the steps in the wall and two
tear drop shaped tubular rails that
jut about three feet above the
coping (A rather unusual additive
that is not found on many pools in
the area, but creates a challenge
to creative minds in the process of
skating for what they believe in
Eddy-Boy throttled a high frontsider
above the right wall switching his
stance on the return trip, he aimed
for the rails, attempting and
executing a full extension hand
plant at the zenith of the chrome
plated commodity. A smooth
descent down the wall and into
the shallows left Eddy-Boy sitting
on the shallow end deck sighing a
Nary a split second went by
between the moment that Eddy-
Boy touched his butt to warm
concrete and the instant that
Blade entered the deep end. A
four foot high pop-out axlo stall
did Blade's heart good. Dropping
in he carved the shallow end and
re-entered hitting the right wall for
speed and effect, he accosted
the left wall daring a no hand
airial one-two, precariously pulling
it off with his back trucks smacking
the coping on the way down. He
returned to where Eddy-Boy was
sitting, nodding with approval
The Vatos Banditos slightly
dismayed with the Zokes over
whelming prowess proceeded to
undo the Zeke security blanket
with a few tricks hidden way up
their sloovos
Joker dropped in at high speed
intending to do a roll-out lay back
roll-in- a move that he had
puled off numerous times before
with
mechanic precision But this
fime something went wrong. His
tront foot t slipped off of the lait
stage of the move, sonding his
figure plummeting to the drainage
area below. He got up, somewhat
shaken, and walked away with a
seven inch long gash on his
forearm a reminder of his slight
miscalculation. Seeing this Eddy
Boy mounted his vehicle and
proceeded to carve roundhouse
forevers as Joker made his
dejected ext. Blade marched
across the deck over the right wall
and stood erect holding his board
above his head with outstrotched
arms, just waiting for Eddy-Boy to
recognize the hint. Eddy-Boy
cought it right on cue. A few
rotations of a speed that made
him only a blur, ejected him high
above the pool planting his foot
firmly on the board above Blade's
head and extending his own
board way above his head. A
godd ten feet above the deck
then diving recklessly back into
the pool and rolling out on the
other side. He stood up and walked
away towards the shallow and
as if just completing
a routine move.
and sat down as
Blade tossed his board into the
pool and jumped in after it, landing
on a board at the transition. At the
al
same moment Nacho was
dropping in at speed. They met at
the bottom. SLAM! A calamity
Blade flew back with three ribs
busted. Nacho crumpled on the
spot, his wrist snapped
Joker and Eddy-Boy flashed on
the scene developing before
them. Then looking at each other.
mentally agreeing to go for help
FLASH! They're gone.
TWO FEARLESS LEADERS
WOUNDED AND TORN IN BATTLE
TWO LOYAL SUBORDINATES IN
HASTY FLIGHT FOR THE PAIR OF
MEDICS (sic). ENEMIES WORKING
AS ALLIES FOR THE MUTUAL CAUSE.
JUST HOW LONG WILL IT LAST?
CURIOUS? WELL HEY! JUST STAY
TUNED HOLMES
MOFO
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