I have nothing but good things to say about David. That part was insane and he seems like a good guy, if a little mindless. Ha, his stories on this week's weekend buzz were pretty endearing. I think a guy that tries drinking piss for the hell of it and then 50-50s 16-stair double-set rails is as rad as they come.
That said, it's weird to see how a trophy race has actually developed around the Skater of the Year award. Everyone knows Oscar season, and now it's like we have SOTY season--that time of year when X number of pros are giving crazy amounts of content to Thrasher exclusively and repping the mag's merchandise (David was probably wearing more Thrasher t-shirts in that part than any of his actual sponsors) incessantly. Maybe I'm seeing through rose-tinted glasses, but it seemed like in the past a gnarly skater like Cardiel/Carrol/Rowley would just naturally kill it--and if it happened to fall conveniently in a calendar year, congratulations: here's a trophy! Now it all seems much more contrived. Blame Phelps for always emphasizing, "...and what they did for THE MAG."
Of course, these days no one ever states it's their ambition to be SOTY (for all of Sheckler's foibles, good on him for actually admitting it); there's just faux blase instead. If people are really gunning for, I'd rather have them acknowledging it.
Oh, and in case I didn't emphasize it enough: 16-stair double-sets--GOD DAMN!