A Wave From Today That Couldn't Be Ignored
Jadson Andre's everything HB pier combo!
Right now, in Huntington, something strange is happening. The origin of the surf boom is rife and based (almost) entirely on the appeal of getting piss-drunk on Smirnoff Apple Vodka, puking, and covering it in sand south of the HB pier. Horny teeny-boppers and dudes in wife beaters and white sunnies alike are sharing the sand, looking for free handouts, body paint and a ciggie – relatively unaware of the surf contest that’s going on. What’s it called? Ah, whatever.
But, something just happened. We couldn’t ignore it. Jadson Andre just rode the HB pier’s liquorice allsorts wave, in a red singlet with bull legged determination. He did the tube. He shot the pier. He banked off the right on the north side. He hopped. And hopped. Strider and Chris Cote high fived. He hopped. And, when the wave turned to nothing, he was ignored by the herd in the shoreline, who, like those sexually active adolescents and wife beaters, were generally unaware of whatever the hell is going on right now in Huntington.