Core Moments Of Stab: How Andy Smoked The Momentum Generation

Welcome back to a completely impromptu and semi-meaningless celebration of the past, hosted by an Instagram personality Stab digs: @surfcore2001. With an accredited degree in early 2000’s surf history (we’ll fact-check that later), Mr Core’s account is a highly recommended follow. A go to click if your digital appetites can only be satisfied by boards over 6’2″, ‘nooners’, shin-skimming shorts, swollen-tongued Osiris kicks and oil rigged shades.

Self-described as “Hi Performance internet content for the Y2K surfing enthusiast,” his posts are nostalgic with a tongue-in-cheek twist. After successive daily double taps we fired the account’s mastermind a loose brief: Send us Stab’s most core moments of yesteryear.

We’ve already shared episode one and two and three from our reflective series, here’s the latest:

How Andy Smoked The Momentum Generation, Issue 4, 2004.

“HOLY FRICKEN HEADRUSH!” Andy Irons exclaims, puffing a Cuban cigar. “I like it, I like headrushes. Give me a glass of red and I’ll give you any quotes you want!” During the soaring heights of his competitive accomplishments, Stab secured a sacred moment with Andy. Lavishing him with various fruits of decadence, the dialogue was lubricated. He’d won three ASP titles and acquired the skills to play safe with any journalist with an agenda, however during this exchange in Los Angeles, hints of the unguarded fire of his earlier years surfaced. The resulting quotes were splashed across the pages of Stab’s fourth print edition, accompanying Steve Sherman’s portraits and the aggressive lines of Andy’s approach in the water. Read more, here.

“@surfcore2001 Core Moments in Stab History: How Andy Irons Smoked The Momentum Generation. In 2002, the reign of the polished dome, white neoprene, acoustic fiddling Floridian was overthrown. A new emperor, in rising sun boardshorts, claims the throne… hoisted on the shoulders of wolfpak heavyweights as ‘not many’ by scribe plays in the distance. For three years the man-turn majesty ruled with impunity – taking boardshort length to new lows and competitive surfing attitude to all time highs. For too long, CT surfers had been avoiding Hail Mary end section floaters, neglecting the ancient art of the foam climb and the carving 360. In the twilight of his reign, a young, quivering Stab writer had a meeting in the court our beloved king. @tsherms providing image of Saint Andrew, luxuriating in a cheeky choof on a Cuban, and an interview with enough truth bombs to warrant a trade embargo. A Core-nerstone in Stab History #kingandrewthefirst #manturnmajesty #foamclimbtime #howmanydudesyouknowrolllikethis #risingsunboardpants #choofincubans #mickeyavalon #scribe #coremomentsinasussmag #staunchlord #reignofcoresurfing #forsterseraASP”