Fuzz, in Crocs.  Wow.  And yes, it’s a joke.  Hopefully anyway.After a pretty long wait to get the crew together we met at Brighton park with some decent cloud cover. Some were ripping, but I officially could not skate for shit. I wasn’t the only one though.  At one point Lloyd and I tried to play a game of SKATE and gave up after 4 failed kickflips. I had to fight back the urge to focus my board constantly.Next we went to a bank spot that needed to be swept and waxed up. It was a frustrating session to say the least. No one was really feeling it. It was kinda weird because half the crew didn’t even skate which surprised me. It’s a mellow bank, who doesn’t want to at least give it a try? The only thing I did was land a couple back 5-0s to fakie that were horrible.Next we went to the infamous boob spot. So hard to skate. Fuzz, Lloyd and Neil were killing it immediately. Melons, stales, anything they wanted. I was still fighting the urge to focus my board. I eventually landed a wallride and a smile finally emerged on my face that I couldn’t hold back. Wow, I was having fun! About time. I failed at several other tricks then went back to the wallride. Skelly was working on wallies and bet me a beer for whoever landed it first. I pulled through somehow. A few tries later and Sean got taken out with a horribly bad rolled ankle. Ouch. Lloyd slayed that spot. Wallie front 180 into the bank. So sick. Felt great to skate a full day again even if the first 3/4 sucked miserably.Lloyd trick of the day.  Wallie front 180.

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