Sportsman walks up to you. The color of his outfit matches, but the brands don't. His track jacket, complete with a flipped up collar for the incognito look, is a black and white Adidas number, his black sports shorts with a white strip are Rbk, and his black shoes have a clearly defined white Nike swoosh on them. Suddenly, he speaks. "Hey man, can I try your board?"
"Uh, sure, why not," you reply.
"Fuck yah dude. I haven't skated in like, shit man, I don't know, probably like 8 years."
He grabs your board and proceeds to do a stand still varial flip. The board clunks against the ground mid flip, yet he somehow lands both of his feet on the board. The toes on his right foot (he is goofy stance) are dangling off the side of the board, halfway between the bolts, while his back foot is close beside.
"Alright, enough warm up. Check this shit out. This is gonna make a bomb ass photo op," says Sportsman.
He pushes down the street, picking up speed in the process. His right foot hits the pavement while his left foot stays on the board to stabilize himself. He's nearing a tipped over newspaper box that's beside a flaming car. When he figures he has enough speed, he places his front foot on the nose of the board, and his back foot on the tail. When he is parallel to the object he puts pressure on his tail which causes the nose of the board to lift up. He quickly shifts his weight to the nose of the board and soon he is sliding down the newspaper box on his nose. When he no longer has any momentum, he slides off the obstacle. He has just executed a heroic ride-on noseslide.
He pops the board up, grabs it in midair, then raises it above his head in celebration. "Fuck yah!" He screams. The rioters stop for a moment to congratulate him. Cheering can be heard for blocks. Sportsman has won the cup, in his own mind at least.
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