Well bloody hell. How in God's name did CJ Hobgood, surfing in his last ever Tahiti Pro, make it out of this one? Two angels sent from heaven with a fluffy marsh mallow pillow, he told Rosy Hodge in his post-heat interview. We're almost converted, unable to think of any other explanation, and unable remember the last time we wrote a surfer off so completely only to see him emerge from the tube triumphant.