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Chuck Dyre clung to his roots
putting down fluid aggressive lines
that covered the entire ramp.
Chuck's motto: "Grind me, I eat
anything."
In the sponsored ams division the
numbers were small, four to be
exact, but the energy was big top.
Unsponsored skaters were also
welcome to compete with the men
in this division. Dave Lemieux,
McShredder here, put in a session
that would have brought a grin to
Chuck "The Man" Treeces face for
the raging skate king award of the
sponsored ams. In second place
and hot on Dave's wheels was
Braintree brother and Megazine
cover man Sean McLean. Batting it
out for third, the Dighton Duo, or
infamous Loud Ones, Fred and Jeff,
had to settle for matching numbers
this time around. The number four
spot was sewn up by Jim Noonan.
The leader of the Noonan gang was
definitely back and putting in a
strong showing after being out
the injured list with a broken ankle.
Skating for a piece of the pie at
number five was Metal Man. Sum-
ming up sixth was the sketch master
himself Brian Perkins (not to be
confused with Wild Kingdom's
on
Marlin Perkins son, although I hear
Sketch can train the wildest betties
this side of the Mississippi to per-
form the gnarliest tricks).
A sticker throw followed the
sponsored ams division. By now a
strong wind had built up and the
stickers were carried just about
everywhere but the yard. An unan-
nounced big air contest proceeded
with Fred Smith taking the prize.
All in all things ran pretty smoothly
and the crowd turn out was over the
200 mark. Major sponsors who
supported the event ran like this:
Kryptonics, Walker, Sure Grip, Rip
City, Motobilt, Deluxe, Impulse,
Independent, G&S, Gullwing.
Zorlac, and Flite. Local sponsors
were The Watershed, Redney's
Surf and Turf, Barney's Bicycle,
O'Nier's Bicycle, Beacon Hill Skate,
Skate Away USA, Island Windsurf-
ing, and Doo-Wop Records. Last 1
would like to thank Mr. and Mrs.
Downing for hosting such a great
contest and I hope to see more of
you skaters out there in the future as
the series continues
Oh, by the way, this tasty morsel
just in. It looks as though the overall
winners of the series will be receiv
ing the red carpet treatment from
Powell Peralta, and just think, all
you have to do is show and skate.
Thomas Stahle
RESULTS
13 and Under
International
SHOWDOWN
at the Tropica
Martin Wagner extends a sick footplant
With two Titus-Cup Series
behind us, it's plain to see that a
tradition is in the making. Each year
five contests are organized by
skaters in five different locations
Each skater who competes in one of
these gets points for his placing and
accumulates these points through-
out the season until the end when
an overall winner is announced
The first in this year's series of
contests was the Tropica Open 85,
which turned out to be quite an
international affair. The top skaters
from five different countries got
together to shoot for the best in a
true discotheque environment. The
Tropica
Shane Rouse and I decided to hit
the Tropica on the day of the finals,
Monday April 8th. It took us three
hours by car, rough and unrelenting.
to arrive too early. At 7:30 the
normal sleepers started to arrive
and give us the news from the
previous day's contest
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Aggro-flatland by Shane Rouse
1. Rick Quadros
2. Andrew Pine
3. Mike Hallub
14-16
1. Dan Jay
2. Jason Haley
3. Dave Rogers
3. Jeff bonner
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17 and Up
1. Doug Sebetti
2. Brain Reardon
3. Tom Putnam
Sponsored Ams
1. Dave Lemieux
2. Shaun McLean
3. Fred Smith (tie)
3. Jeff Thompson
Fred Smith, making his appearance at the Toke
Bruno Peeters showing off his experimental deck
and fakie ollie technique
"Did you know that Cokes are
$1.50 each and warm?"
Eight skaters made the cut,
placing themselves in the A group
events. They were: Markus Meyer,
Us Niewoehner, Ralf Middendorf,
Bruno Peeters, Robby Butner,
Massimo Van Der Plas, Martin
Wagner and Bernd Grohe. After the
rollerskating finals, won by Thomas
Kalak, and the B-group finals, won
by Pom Fritz, it was time for the
A-group skaters to roll.
The plan was to have two 20-min-
ute jams with 10 minutes in be-
tween for rest and judge's notes
"Gol", someone shouted, and the
first skater dropped in to begin the
rage. Ull Niewoehner dominated the
first jam with a full load of maneuv-
ers, including the raddest of the
tuck-knee egg-plants. Markus
Meyer shredded hard, improving a
lot since earlier contests, showing
great air lines and riding long.
consistent runs. Bruno Peeters
worked hard to get his act together,
but couldn't quite find his usual
winning form. Nevertheless, he still
managed to pull off 3-foot fakie-ol
lies and the best tuck-knee inverts
I've ever seen. A pause for warm
Cokes was next on the agenda. The
skaters didn't let this bother them,
though, and soon were ready for the
next heat.
"Gor, again, and the second
wave was off. Bruno improved a
great deal this session, working the
ramp's wooden surface with a
tough, suicidal attack. At one point,
he hung up on a one foot invert and
slammed hard onto his stomach,
only to stand up, scream something
like, "Lez-twist!" and pull the man-
euver off. He and Uli battled for the
top spots, U was stoking with four
second stall laybacks to inverts and
over the fence fakie-fast plants.
Other shredders were, Ralf Mikken-
dorf, with some well worked-out
runs, including gnarly gay twists;
Martin Wagner, whose bones
seemed to be made of rubber;
Robby Butner, who pulled off the
highest airs of the contest but
couldn't make long enough runs;
Massimo Van Der Plas, who con-
torted his bad self all over the ramp
and Bernd Grohe, who offered
various gnarly lip tricks and airs.
"Stop!", and the jam was over.
The judges faced the ordeal of
choosing between these fine riders
and everyone else waited for what
they had to say. After fifteen minutes
the results were posted:
1st Bruno Peeters (Belgium)
2nd Uli Niewoehner (Germany)
3rd Markus Meyer (Germany)
4th Ralf Middendorf (Germany)
5th Martin Wagner (Germany)
6th Robby Butner (Holland)
7th Massimo Van Der Plas (Hol-
land)
8th Bernd Grohe (Germany)
"But Claus, where were you, and
where was Martin Van Doren?"
Well, I was still suffering from my
broken collar-bone (better now) and
Martin was in Denmark. After the
presentation of awards and a
massive sticker-throw, everyone
headed home. For me this
meant...Greyhound-Arse. Later.
Claus Grabke