BOYZ GOT GAME

Now look, the weekend was like a rockstar movie, and I've forgotten a bunch of things already... so I'm just going to tell you about today. GET READY AND LOCK IN!

They call it Sunday Funday. The plan was to meet at 10am—something we all agreed on Saturday night at the pub after a mad BMX day. But let’s just keep it loose, it’s Sunday after all. And if something sick hits my brain mid-write, I’ll slide it in here like my mates slide into DMs.

10am, we get to the spot. Brock’s 15 minutes late, rolling out of the car with a protein shake in one hand and a Subway footlong in the other. Nathan hits him with, “You’re late,” and Brock snaps—tackles him straight to the ground. Bit of tension first thing in the morning, but by 10:33am LIL KAI hits the ledge with a feeble and the focus shifts back to BMX.

Renato pulls up a seat and lands the job of traffic control while the cameras come out—WE BE FILMING. In the middle of stacking clips, I overhear the boys talking about Declan not showing up. Apparently, he’s been losing sleep thinking about the crooks he’s planning to send. No joke, he eventually rolled through and laid down a big fuck-off crooks.

It’s time for the next spot. Renato politely turns down the BWS stop offer, and next minute we’re at a rail. The Freezer Boy train gets filmed—and nah, I’m not talking about a Bonnie Blue train.

12pm, LIL COT cops a flat, and that calls for a full team of trained professionals to get him rolling again. While we’re sorting it out, the cops pull up and give us a move-on notice. Luckily, they were super chill—I reckon if I asked, they might’ve even let me shoot the taser at someone.

12:34pm, We move on, a bit closer to the shopping centre, where Nathan reckons he’s heading in to grab himself a pocket pussy. Talks a big game—but he just comes back with a bottle of milk.

1pm, Raph shuts this rail down. By 1:24, the Freezer Boys are huddled around showing us a Ross Dunbar video—you should seriously Google him and find it. Dude’s a straight-up savage.

1:35pm, Declan links up with the crew. By 2:03pm, we’re at a new spot. I duck off for five minutes to grab some lunch—hadn’t eaten all day except for a caramel cappuccino. Just so you know, I got the classic chicken footlong fresh, not toasted. Everyone’s always caught up on getting it toasted, but I’m telling you—next time you’re at Subway, get the classic chicken fresh. And if you don’t like it or you get stuck with a dud sandwich artist… that’s not my problem.

2:50pm—Raph drops a fucking banger, filmed on the VX1000 for his movie. And that’s a wrap.

Oh—and I did a burnout yesterday. Just a little hill-start one-legger, but man, it skkkrttt so hard. Willy gave me knuckles for it ‘cause it went for ages.

3:15pm and we’re off to the final spot of the day to wrap up our jam-packed BMX mission. The boys start going in on a huge rail—didn’t get the clip this time, but it’s definitely one we’ll be back for.

4:20pm, a game of footdown is demanded. Declan takes the win on that one.

We’re winding down fast now. By 5:07pm, there’s some hickey talk floating around and chatter about how DA WEENERS think they’re in the real world—going to school, working casual jobs and all that.

And that’s us. Catch ya, c#nts.