CURB CRETINI Somebody tell these
creatures to crawl outta the gutter! No, on
second thought, maybe the slimy scuzballs i
should stay there, where they belong. It's a sickly
bummer watching one dominate a painted
concrete cliff with any manner of late shove-its.
kickflips or impossible-to-double-railslide-to-
revert. Curb cretins can pull it all. Maybe that's
why they're so determined and twisted.
Maybe that's why they never take a bath.
one would even think of
doing such a thing.
Meanwhile, there he
goes, screaming his
head off all the way.
About halfway down he
starts hanging one foot
over the side, dragging his
toe on the pavement in an ef
fort to slow down. But there was
no slowing down and he was ap-
proaching the intersection loaded with
cross-traffic like something shot from a gun. I
was laughing and screaming and jumping up
and down. It
was fright-
ening and
hilarious all
at the same
time. There
were tears fell
in my eyes. It
was better than
Wide World of
Sports, where that guy a
gets tangled in his own skis
and slips and slides and tumbles down the
big jump and drops over the edge.
Favorite spot or kind of spot?
Carroll: Embarcadero. Stranger: San Francisco
Agah: Alpha Beta red curbs. Schwartz: S.J. Ware
house. Snaggle: The Banks. Sheffey: I like school-
yards. Evans: The alleys of Redondo Beach.
Hensley: I like things that are small, tight and shitty
Kepper: Red Devil is happening as well as Brick-
town skatepark. Cardiel: The whole damn city of
SF. Barbier: Tight trannies or a slick curb.
First heroes/Who is on the tip today?
Petersen: T.G. and Natas. / Tsocheft and Conklin.
Barbier: Mountain, Vallely and Martinez. / Sheffey,
Carroll and Sanchez. Carroll: T.G., Cab and Gonz.
/Sanchez, Lee and Way. Stranger: Arc and T.G.
Agah: Cab, Prosenko ar Conti. / Johnson,
Mariano and Campbell. Schwartz: None. /
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Barker Barrett, an East Coast skater with all the right
moves, goes over the top with a one-footed nase banker
somewhere near Gotham City.
"Old school" is a term most people hate, but when you have been around for as long as these guys, the
name is an honor. (Top, right to left) Steve Olson arrived on the scene in 1978 with a combination of
moves and style that nobody could match, like this vallant boardslide effort at the Capitola Classic of
1985. What more need be said about our own editor KIT. here slapping a horseshoe curb during the
Embarcadero contest in San Diege in 1984. The "Ambassador of Good Skating placed eighth in the
first street contest in Golden Gate Park, 5.F. in 1983. David Hackett is a wild man and will do anything
for the camera. This burly flyaway is what street skating is all about: guts, spur of the moment attitude
and comiction. Plus, he made it. When disco died, it had to go somewhere, so it mutated into a circle
jerk, where skaters showed their stuff one at a time. Prime upenders Vallely, Thiebaud and Martinez
were in demand and the streetplant era was born. Thankfully, it died a horrible death, and everyone
denies participation. Mike Vallely (right) tweaks in the parking lot at Mt. Trashmore in 1986.
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