Things we wish we never said...
Posted 10/18/2007 07:50:00 by i am vans
I had to go back and read a prior passage in this blog to be sure. You see, in this life, regrets only serve to enhance a perennial state of misery. Then again, sometimes hindsight can send a chill up your spine. Let's review a posting dated 10/11/07:
"- --Creature isn't highly known as being street oriented, at least to the uninitiated. What needs to be known is that the Creature crew is an all-terrain death metal kick murder squad bent on your destruction as well as their own. Swinging direct from the bowels of lower hell, the Creature obstacle is slated to be "The Darkest Passage Into The Depths Of Doom And Despair". Warning, this obstacle may not be suitable for younger viewers of those with squeamish tendencies or fear of death. A rumor was going around of industrial saw blade lined walls and a sacrificial goat carcass, but I have a feeling that no one can imagine anything as terrifying as what the Creature crew has in store.
We're currently negotiating an infiltration deal to document these obstacles before the event, but such things are often impossibly dangerous. Keep it here at Vans.com for updates, and tune in for the live webcast on Saturday. Blood will be spilled, souls will be sold, and all hell will definitely break loose.- --"
Odd how the predilections and predictions of a madman sometimes come true. I am not a clairvoyant nor am I a psychic, capable of locating lost pets, or speaking to the dead. I am not currently in negotiations to get my own daytime talk show in which i predict the future and charm the socks off of bored housewives like some modern-day Nostradamus. Still, the coincidence is rather odd.
My forefathers could not have scalped Omar Hassan any better with their stereotypical tomahawks. Hungry for the head coverings of the white european usurpers of their lands. could you really have blamed them? But wait. This was a skateboarding contest. And in addition to the typical lumps and bumps, Omar took a heavy shot to the dome requiring 27 staples, Tony Cervantes went down hard, and this year's showdown was akin to a demolition derby in which cars have been left to the side in favor of skateboards. Helmets? Pads? Are you kidding?
Perhaps this is really just indicative of the level at which professional skateboarders operate in this era and the inherent risks involved. The stakes are getting higher, the competition is getting tougher, and the spectacle is no longer simply the successful landing of a trick. Fear seemingly ceases to exist, and the bar keeps rising. Madmen hurling themselves through space at high speed, sure-footed, intense and confident. This is what it's all about, and what it should always be about. Defying fear. Defying gravity. Defying the impossible.
After a few days of breathing time, the final curtain can finally come down on this year's Downtown Showdown. The skateboarding was at a level never seen before, the obstacles more challenging than last year, and I get distinct the sense that next year will be even heavier. Now it's time for this writer to sign off and go get some.
Until next time,
-BLKPRJKT
"- --Creature isn't highly known as being street oriented, at least to the uninitiated. What needs to be known is that the Creature crew is an all-terrain death metal kick murder squad bent on your destruction as well as their own. Swinging direct from the bowels of lower hell, the Creature obstacle is slated to be "The Darkest Passage Into The Depths Of Doom And Despair". Warning, this obstacle may not be suitable for younger viewers of those with squeamish tendencies or fear of death. A rumor was going around of industrial saw blade lined walls and a sacrificial goat carcass, but I have a feeling that no one can imagine anything as terrifying as what the Creature crew has in store.
We're currently negotiating an infiltration deal to document these obstacles before the event, but such things are often impossibly dangerous. Keep it here at Vans.com for updates, and tune in for the live webcast on Saturday. Blood will be spilled, souls will be sold, and all hell will definitely break loose.- --"
Odd how the predilections and predictions of a madman sometimes come true. I am not a clairvoyant nor am I a psychic, capable of locating lost pets, or speaking to the dead. I am not currently in negotiations to get my own daytime talk show in which i predict the future and charm the socks off of bored housewives like some modern-day Nostradamus. Still, the coincidence is rather odd.
My forefathers could not have scalped Omar Hassan any better with their stereotypical tomahawks. Hungry for the head coverings of the white european usurpers of their lands. could you really have blamed them? But wait. This was a skateboarding contest. And in addition to the typical lumps and bumps, Omar took a heavy shot to the dome requiring 27 staples, Tony Cervantes went down hard, and this year's showdown was akin to a demolition derby in which cars have been left to the side in favor of skateboards. Helmets? Pads? Are you kidding?
Perhaps this is really just indicative of the level at which professional skateboarders operate in this era and the inherent risks involved. The stakes are getting higher, the competition is getting tougher, and the spectacle is no longer simply the successful landing of a trick. Fear seemingly ceases to exist, and the bar keeps rising. Madmen hurling themselves through space at high speed, sure-footed, intense and confident. This is what it's all about, and what it should always be about. Defying fear. Defying gravity. Defying the impossible.
After a few days of breathing time, the final curtain can finally come down on this year's Downtown Showdown. The skateboarding was at a level never seen before, the obstacles more challenging than last year, and I get distinct the sense that next year will be even heavier. Now it's time for this writer to sign off and go get some.
Until next time,
-BLKPRJKT