I’m going to tell you guys something that I’ve never told anyone.
Rugby is not my first love.
Hahahaha.
It is one of my passions and it is one of my loves, but extreme sports captured my attention way before rugby came into the picture. X Games, Tony Hawk Skatepark Tour, Tony Hawk Boom Boom Huckjam, surfing. Those were my first love. Granted I never did any of those sports, but the fact that the athletes push themselves to no end was something I’ve always admired and truth be told, I kinda live my life vicariously through them.
Andy Irons, Kelly Slater, Tony Hawk, Dave Mirra, Travis Pastrana, Tommy Clowers, Ronnie Renner, Ronnie Faisst, Mike Occhilupo, Mick Fanning, Buck Lasek, Jason Ellis, Bob Burnquist and Shaun White, just to name a few. I really loved watching them surf, skate, ride the bike and stuff and it never got old. Like I could watch them over and over and over again without getting bored. I actually ordered Tony Hawk’s Skatepark Tour for 3 seasons, as well as his Boom Boom Huckjam Tour. Shaun White was just a Little Flying Tomato who got hassled on tour. Jason Ellis and Mike V smashing their bodies just to achieve a trick. Bucky Lasek being Bucky, Tony Hawk doing the 900. I remembered being in awe of Sal Masekela, thinking that he has the awesomest job in the world. And I still think he has. I also remembered the feeling of trepidation when Travis attempted the double backflip as well as the 720 on his bike. I don’t know the guy, but he sure as hell did scare the living shit out of me everytime he gets on the bike.
Baseball came in close second. Its funny how I got into baseball. I heard of the Yankees, Yahoo searched it (Yahoo was the IN thing at that point and I had the really really old dialup connection circa 1995) and saw a picture of Derek Jeter. Thought he was cute and been rooting the Yankees eversince, without fail. I love baseball. It’s the only thing I can watch for more than 3hrs without complaining that its too long. 9 innings is crazy. The first 7 innings are usually really quick and the last two are the ones that kills you. The 2000 Subway Series. Roger Clemens vs Mike Piazza. Al Leiter almost winning it for the Mets. Luis Sojo double that clinched it for the Yankees. Bernie Williams, Paul O’Neill, Tino Martinez, Chuck Knoblauch, Scott Brocious, watching them live at Yankee Stadium in the Bronx. My first All Star Game with Cal Ripken, The Yankees – Athletics game where Derek made THE catch. I’m actually smilling to myself thinking bout all these stuffs.
And then rugby came and took over. Don’t get me wrong. I love rugby. I love everything about it. The camaraderie, the aggression, the manliness, the men in short shorts and how rugby has helped me channel my anger the right way. I loved it. Just not the snooty nosed WAGS who think they’re all that and the politics that comes with it. I don’t know why I love the game. The good looking guys are just bonuses, but the game itself, knowing and reading the game. Its just something different. Plus most, if not all rugby players can back themselves up as opposed to soccer players. I mean come on. The diving in soccer?? They should win an Oscar.
Andy Irons death in early November has “re-ignited my passion” for extreme sports. I don’t know Andy Irons personally. But I do know that he pushes himself to no end. I remembered watching him and Kelly Slater on tv and he broke his board by head butting it cos he lost to Slater in the finals. Everyone called him nuts. I thought if I was in the same situation, I’d do the same. Kelly’s been dominating for more than a decade and I would’ve loved to win against him. The guy was in his early 30’s, his wife was due to give birth in a months time, and he was at the top of his game and he died because of dengue fever. I was studying for my exams and I kinda took the news badly. Maybe its because of the fact that I never really grieved the loss of my grandmother, but I did cry. Here is a guy, at his peak, expecting his first born and he’s gone just like that. Seeing guys like Freddy P, Bruce Irons, Mick Fanning crying, it was just too painful.
Nitro Circus with Travis Pastrana, Special Greg, Andy Bell Erick Roner, Streetbike Tommy, Jim DeChamp, Jolene Van Vugt made me fall in love with exteme sports all over again. The look on Travis’ face when he nailed a stunt, the ribbing, the “this is not going to end well” looks on the producers. It just reminded me of Tony Hawk’s skatepark tour all over again. The fact that I had a crush on Travis for the longest time does help. And it has now come to a point that I actually think Andy Bell is cute. What the hell?? I enjoyed the 2 seasons of Nitro Circus, from them having jumping off a cliff into the waters Jamaica, Travis’ dad hurting himself really badly in Panama, Streetbike Tommy on the bike and totally missing the foam pit, Eric Roner’s tramp stamp, Andy Bell beating Travis twice, once in the tricycle backflip and another at drifting, Travis being a sookie bubba having to concede defeat and the man himself jumping off a cliff and was unable to open his parachute on time and ended up crashing with cacti in his butt. Yes, I do live my life vicariously through them.
Which got me thinking. Should I stay in my comfort zone and just continue working with rugby and sports in New Zealand and back in Singapore, or should I just fuck everything and actually go and work in the States working with the best athletes? That’s the question I’m gonna have to answer at the end of this year.
On a side note. Played my first game of touch for 2011 and I carved up today. Awesome stuff, got praises from everyone. KickbackNinja strikes early in 2011…!!!