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B3 Skateboarding Vert Finals
On the third day Louisville rested. There was some energy on the BMX street course but most of the skaters attacked the half pipe like a vegetarian eats a hotdog. It could have been the Saturday night "Thunder over Louisville" or whatever they call their Kentucky Derby kickoff party. Nothing like a fireworks show to get the testosterone pumping and beer flowing. Kentucky's 4 a.m. last calls don't help the situation either. I saw a fight Saturday night where one guy had a firm hold on the other dude's mullet, slapped his white Oakley Blades off his face, and laid into his face with some serious Southern vengeance. I steered clear, jumping into a rental car with Dave Duncan, Chris Senn, Eric Wallis, and Donny Barley on their way to a local college bar Dave heard about. It was my first experience with the 'life of a pro' because I lied all night about being one to any girl that would listen. Donny came to my rescue once after my being called out by pulling out a fat uncashed sponsorship check and bling-blinging it in front of her face. What is it with the rock star syndrome? These guys can see more ass than a toilet seat, (though Chris played the good married guy and Donny acted like it was an everyday thing). By 4 a.m., I was good and twisted but sitting at a table alone with Eric because 'Mary Jo' decided my hands were too soft looking to be those of a guy who skates all day.
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