Is Jackson Dorian The Best High Flying Pre-Teen Around?

I liked it better back when grom boards didn’t exist and even the most ripper kid’s style was garbage.

Jackson Dorian makes me feel old. And jealous.

Twelve-year-olds shouldn’t fin-slip into tubes. They shouldn’t have a body-awareness that makes their moves look smooth. They should be gawky and awkward and ride dingy hand-me-down 6’4s they can’t turn.

My ego is crushed. Buoyed only by how hard it must be to live in your father’s shadow, should he be Shane Dorian. It’s some straight Great Santini shit, growing up like that.

But… damn it… that don’t be how it is.

From Shane:

“We love the support and stoked about our kids, but as tempting as it may be, there is no need to label any of these kids as the next someone, or make predictions about what they might achieve in the future. Let’s enjoy them being young, let them be groms having fun as long as we can.”

Loving, supportive father. Lack of expectations. Just pure fun and total rad.

It just ain’t fair.