OK, this has a bit of Hawaii too, but nevermind that. More to the point: who does Jack Freestone think he is, prancing around in that yellow jersey of his? Lance Armstrong? Eddie Merckx? This isn’t the Tour de fucking France you know.
On the other hand, any surfer who uses a Wu-Tang song as the soundtrack for a video clip automatically wins himself a permanent place in my heart. Was this the way to Alana’s heart too? I wonder if Jack wooed her by uttering the following sweet words:
“I put the fucking buck in the wild kid, I’m terror,
Razor sharp, I sever
The Head from the shoulders, I’m better
Than my competta. You mean competitor? Whatever,
Let’s get together.”
I like to think so. Anyway, this is the sort of clip you don’t want to end when it does, and not just because it cuts off Ol’ Dirty Bastard before he has time to finish his second verse. Freestone’s turns are looking head-severingly sharp, his all-round game looking better than ever before.
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