AN DIEGO STAKEDOWN
30 THER
7.4
Sometime in the mid-
to monster saleside of the night, I awoke
gand shaking. An earthquake
was going full bore and we were right in the mid-
de of it. It was docked at 74 on the Richter scale,
but while we were eating breakfast the morning.
after, an even bigger aftershock came on through
like waves undulating through all materials. It put
the fear of God in all that think they are invincible
and it got me thinking about the last few days that
led up to this pot
I was at Fremon BART on Thursday at 8-45 AM
Blackhart was fony five minutes late and it looked
grim. We were supposed to have a carload of
freaks to take to the contest, but no action, it's just
me, Gershon and Blackie. Leaving Fremont, we
dove to NHS to get a check and Rick got the bot
car from Desike about me, so I wated outside. Wi
were trying to make it to Chicken's before sunt
down, but all of Rick's huincare products and pack
ing left that to the wayside. After a hot drive, we
made it to Huntingon by nine pe Thunday nigh
was spent at lucero's pad with Barnes and the
gang John showed us a sample of his vast collec
tion of memorabillia and we played pool until
finally went to sleep on a spine ramp sofa
FRIDAY
We wanted to skate but found no action until
Chicken came bote at three. We skated the pool
until sundown. We heard of a show and decided
to go Rocket From The Crypt and Olivelawn
rocked Bogart's until 1:30. I'ventured into the
Blues Cafe and checked out some crazy blues
band. I was up front cheering them on when I
swear to God, the singer snapped and tried to hit
me in the face with a draft beer glass. I tumed in
the nick of time and took it on the ear, I'm cut
pretty good and I decided after waiting for two)
hours in emergency that I will be alright. It bled
nch blood and made my head tingle
SATURDAY
At eight am I was slating Chicken's pool for a
goodbye session. Hantington Beach is the asshole
capitol of the world. I'm glad to be out of there
The cops took away the guy who hit me. I feel
like shit but three cups of sludge and two hig
Arcin make night
SUNDAY
Contest morning and the heat is on The site was
a little cul-de-sac nestled between bridges and
waterways Practice was killer. Tons of padless
skaters tagging up their pant legs while keep
ing their eye steady on the edge or object to
Ready
objects to dead many different
if you focused.com watching was hand hun
you focused on one thing for a few minutes
yourd see who was down. Rick Howard,
Mike Carol and Sal Barbier were keeping
busy on the sidewalk with kickflip 180° varia
tions, while Markovich, II Rogers Hirata and
Sames were blunting up a storm on the grave
yard bench Highlights of practice included
Brun Ferdinand, nose-grind down the bar to
the island. Donger, kickflip 180 the fridge
Henry Sanchez backside bluntside revert on
the bench.
Thirteen heats with four skaters, it was a
long haul Each skater got a forty-five second
run in which they were introduced to the
crowd and then all four were nun in the jam
The skaters who made the final twelve cut
seemed to be the ones who could pull off ons
or two "Oh wow tricks in their solo shot.
Because of the jam scene, some tricks yoekst
in the crowd. The World team dissed the
crowd by mocking the course. They posed
around and avoided all the junk
When the feals ended and the results were
the scrambling began. Where are you
gning What's up "Can I get a ride?" I saw
big-wigs hawking product, team guys stealing
riders, mag people blushing and le sired-
ders "hooking up with all the dreams that
come from skate stardem. All in all, business
as usual from the frontline. In the traffic jam
that followed. I saw Sean Shelley drive by on
asiner and scam a deck from a blue van. So
I knew all's well in San Diego this night. My
head is heating up and it feels as if the infec
bon in my ear is taking over
ut the Garth
AWARDS
AWARDS
Robbery Ron Hentino
Dutiest Rogers
Freshest Jasen liegers
Biggest Air Frick Hat
Still Kickin Caballen and Mel
Welcome To Hell De-Won. Gavin, Shiloh
Who The Fuck Is That Roh Peane
Advil Kele Rosecrans
Most Popular Inck Duh, Noseslide
Old School Jeff Toland, boneless late kickp
No shade on this site.
Omer Hassan (opposite
bottom), a monster
shifty to show the
world that indeed he is
back and ready to rock.
Local boy done good,
Sal Barbier (left) flies
through a frontside
180° nosegrind on the
metal-edged desk.