RUN IT STRAIGHT

Saturday vibes — I just get to the skatepark, it’s 11:15am and Nathan is still pissed about the game of BIKE that went down the night before at Pizzy. From what I can gather, Boyd Hilder started full-blown cheating, throwing nollie trucks into the mix like it was nothing. Nathan reckons that shit wasn’t on and has apparently made some sort of list now — and trust me, it sounds like you don’t wanna end up on it.

Look, I’ve seen Braveheart a couple times — I know what these Scots are capable of.

Next min, Boyd Hilder rolls up at 11:17 and straight-up confronts Nathan about being on the list… something about calling Pizzy Skatepark shit and some other beef involving milk and pizza. “A swig of milk every slice” — don’t ask. Right as it’s about to kick off, a Larry June track comes on through the UE Boom and the vibe shifts — everyone chills the fuck out and the session finally kicks off.

But not before Brock puts everyone through a quick reformer Pilates class in the middle of the park, just to make sure the crew’s warmed up.

Filming at the skatepark kicks off — Boyd’s out there fun biking, throwing shit around like only he can. Meanwhile, Nathan’s in the background talking shit about how much he hates waffles and going on about how ESPN is here… and when ESPN’s here, apparently no one can land their damn specials.

Boyd jumps up onto the roof and nearly flips off the thing. The ghetto bird is buzzing overhead. I glance back at Sunny — he’s posted up, sucking on his vape like nothing’s happening. I check the Sony — we’re one battery down already and the cam’s full of X Games-worthy clips, with second runs still to go.

Nathan’s now added pole jams to his list. Boyd responds instantly — pops a clean pole jam to turn down. The session is on.

My boy Sunny’s in my ear about a Zinger Box with Wicked Wings on the side… oh shit — Sunny gets real for a sec with me: “Bro, first time at ACT JAM I only got one Wicked Wing… on god.”

We find out Boyd’s not even hungry — turns out he smashed a Yatla pie on the way up and left the evidence on his Close Friends IG story.

The session starts winding down. Boyd starts telling us how Newman got up in the mix last night at Pizzy — apparently a couple skaters were sooking at each other, so he just told them to fight or something. That backfired quick — they turned on him, but the UK accent came out thick and fast and they all backed right off.

Back to food — we’re off to Oporto. Triple Bondi with chilli — everyone’s fucking keeeen. Good timing too, 'cause Sunny’s getting feral and threatening to purse-slap someone.

If you’re wondering what time it is now — 2:18pm. No wonder everyone’s starving.

2:32 rolls around and now we’re talking about a rail up the road — a fun one. I’ve got a feeling it’s capped, but fuck it — we’re going either way.

We start talking about driving in traffic — Nathan reckons he doesn’t mind it, says it’s just like sitting at home.

Now we’re out in the streets at this fun rail, but it’s a no-go 'cause cricket’s on. But there’s this amazing pole jam — Boyd gets a clip on it that turns out so sick. One of my fave clips for the new vid so far. I almost played it safe and filmed it long, but worked out the fish after the second go and yeah — it’s got some full Baharust racing car vibes.

After that, we hit Inala Plaza. We know it’s got spots, but it’s sketchy — always the sketchy places have spots though. I gotta get to Suncorp for the footy soon, but was still keen to film a bit more. I told the footy boys, Dave and Yonny, I’d meet them at the stadium. Yonny was extremely concerned about my safety — reckon he thought I wouldn’t make it out of Inala alive. Anyway, I got out clean, and now it’s footy time. Suncorp baby!

I race home, wash my bits, and get my ass to Suncorp. Pumped for this — haven’t seen the boys in a while. But then Yonny starts going off in the group chat about getting charged for delivery when I literally dropped the shit off to him in person EXPRESS. The bloke forgets I’ve bought him a can of Coke and a Mars Bar — but wot eva, I buy him a beer.

6:15 — at the pub with the boys. Dilsy asks me to buy him a pot of gold. We hit the footy — and my mate Yonny gets spat on. Fuckin’ wild.

FUCK IT!

We WON the footy, and now we’re at the Caxton — town is buzzing after the game. Yonny kisses a girl — and yep, he liked it. Also found out from a girl that — Yonny doesn’t listen.

I have a little dance with a couple Carina babes and call it a night — 'cause we’ve got clips to get today! Off we go.