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Curly showing some sweet natural pitching skills.
Excellent mechanics and a nice follow through too!
(Tommy Soprano Age 10)
Used to use Dads Vitalis. Still to this day not sure what Vitalis was, I would even rinse my mouth with it like Scope. It tasted quite minty-fresh thank you, with a light touch of turpentine. Couldn't find a flea on me either and I never caught a cold so...... you tell me.
(Newark was a rough, violent hood, I saw some very bad, evil violent things before I was 9 years old, very bad things,
Above: my Uncle Mike showing what happens when you don't pay up).As a kid growing up in an area called 'Down Neck' in Newark. It was run just like you see in the movies by my Uncle Mike. "Big Mike" they called him. Not very original but it fit.
We lived on Lafayette St. about 3 blocks from where the fictional Tony Soprano grew up (true), I often played baseball with my ruffian buddies in the old Ruppert Stadium.
We would have the entire stadium to ourselves and it was totally surreal for us little baseball kids.
(Ruppert Stadium)
Former home of the Newark Bears (Yankees AAA Minor League Team), and the legendary Newark Eagles of the Negro League.
The Stadium once hosted huge boxing events too, Tony Zale & Rocky Graziano fought for the Title here. My Dad was there and often talked about that bout. He loved Tony Zale.
My Dad took me to Ruppert Stadium to see The King and His Court with Eddie Feigner play when I was about 7 or 8, I left quite impressed, but I still think softball is gay and I would never participate in a game. I'd rather slit my wrists than risk being seen playing softball. Softball is for girls. End of story.
The Stadium was already long abandoned by the early/mid 60's but still standing and intact. The power was even still on (!) but we could never get the big stadium lights to work. All of the windows were smashed (some by us) and some places under the stands smelled really strong of urine & old beer. Some gnarly bums actually lived under there too. The Newark Race Riots were at their peak just a few miles away. Gunfire, sirens, and screaming were my constant soundtrack everyday. No wonder I'm fucked up! The neighborhood and the stadium were in rapid decline.
Still, It was sooooo awesome. Big fat Jersey Rats the size of cows
roamed the outfield, hissing and breathing fire.
Broken glass, bottle caps, and sharp rocks covered the infield, there were old Yankee ghosts haunting the dugout, and for little baseball kids like us it was totally fantastic!
Whitey Ford (!) once showed up unannounced looked around the stadium with some other guy, and then hit a few ground balls to us!
We about shit our pants. Whitey friggin FORD dude!
Trust me at age 8 , Whitey was like a God to me.
Note: The next time I met Whitey I was about 22 and he yelled at me. (true). I didn't even do anything, I was just chillin' in Ft Lauderdale at Spring training and crazy Whitey walked by me ranting about Yogi or something and told me to screw off too! Geez.
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A few Weeks Ago: Wednesday morning about 30 minutes before sunrise, I drove straight to the Refuge at the north end of Jupiter Island. This was the spot that I thought could be good...if not I could still bolt it up coast to Melbourne or Satellite Beach.
I get to Hobe Sound (Refuge) and I'm the only person there. The sun isn't up yet but it's almost light out and I can see the surf bombing waaaay out on the outside.
It looked like a typical Hobe Sound pain in the ass, monster paddle, but perfect offshore wind sculpted waves, and in the solid 6-8 foot face range with much much bigger sets rolling through about every 15 minutes.
(What is a 'monster paddle'? Ever see those never say die sturgeon try to swim upstream? BINGO!
The wildlife Refuge is very isolated and not many surfers surf there on a regular basis. It's also a hard spot to catch when it's good because it's really fickle, kinda spooky, and works only on certain swell angles.
So there I am by myself at dawn paddling way way outside, into some dark mean looking outer reef detonators; Where's my bro's? Sand Flea and Nappy said they'd meet me here but I bet those slackers are doing something stupid, like going to work or something. Kooks!
I get to the outside reef and I'm the only one I can see in the entire ocean or along the beach. No one. Oh shit...here comes a gigantic wave and I'm not really in a great position. Turns out I have no choice but to go.
I dropped down the face of a bomber Left at full on warp speed, pulled up nicely into the pocket like I've done a zillion times...hit some chop (I think) and went flying ' over the handle bars' smacked hard onto the face of the wave, bounced a few times, and then was sucked way up and then sent way DOWN over the falls.
The lip of the wave just slammed me into the water and violently blasted me under about 15 feet.
It was DARK down there, cold too!
I scratched back up to the surface totally winded and gasping for breath.... and right in front of me, just a few feet away, I saw a BROWN SHARK(!) slowly cruising by!
I'm like...what the fuck!!!! I just woke up about 30 minutes ago, I'm still half asleep, I've already almost drowned, and now I'm gonna get eaten by a shark!
Brownie looked to be about 6 feet long and looked kinda fat.
He quickly disappeared underwater, which spooked me. Is he coming back? Is he looking at me right now thinking I look mighty tasty? Does he like my new Billabong Boardshorts? What if I fart, will he be able to detect my location through his highly advanced sense of smell which has evolved over millions of years?
NAH!
Sitting out in the middle of an angry ocean by myself with huge gnarly waves and man eating sharks! Now we're talkin'!
The waves were far too good to even consider leaving,
plus I was pretty sure the shark wasn't really interested in me. I probably just happened to see him swim by.
(Not like it was the first time I ever saw a shark out there either, are you
kidding?)
Now my adrenaline was off the charts and sure enough, right on cue, I could see a gigantic clean up set looming on the horizon. I had a great jump on it so I paddled my ass off to get even further out and catch one of the big set bombers. Yowza!
I let the first one go by...then barely made it over the second....the third wave of the set was the biggest I'd seen so far and I was in absolute perfect position to catch it.
The drop was pretty sketchy because the offshore wind was blowing the spray back up in my face and I was essentially taking off and free-falling totally blind. Things cleared up fast though when I flew out of my bottom turn right up into the slot. SHACKED MAXIMUS! Sooooo fun.
Stood in the barrel for a several seconds, carved a few old school turns out on the face, and then dropped into another flawless inside section where I was barreled a second time when the wave connected. Rode it all the way to the inside where it barreled yet again, I was soooooooo stoked, Man that wave felt GOOD!
At that very moment I heard some hooting and whistling coming from the beach, it was Sand Flea and Napster, furiously waxing their boards and giving me the thumbs up.
I didn't tell them about the shark because they would have cried and gone home like a couple of little chicken nuggets.
When I did finally tell them later at lunch, Sand Flea turned white as a pigeon turd, and Nappy almost cried but managed to hold back.
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Bass gettin 'er done!
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(Above): Binny watching Endless Summer 2
He knows every scene by heart and his favorite is the big cats scene from South Africa!
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“Hell yeah, Bass was going for it” smiled Mathews. “He does these crazy forehand
reos where he'll fall off the back of the wave, and even though the wave's long
gone, he's still in the layback position with both feet planted on the board and
floating on his back in the water.
“He was holding that pose for about thirty seconds, just to make sure Barbara
could check his rad style.”
From
10.30 am onwards, Mrs. Bass turned away and
lay on her stomach, continuing to read her magazine. This was met with a tirade
of foul language and vigorous splashing of water by Sea Bass.
Despite Barbara’s protests later that
day that she saw Sea Bass catch heaps of great waves, and her assurances that he
was surfing very impressively – far better in fact than practically anyone else
out there – the formerly inseparable lovebirds are said to be barely on speaking
terms.
To further complicate matters, one of Mrs. Bass’ best friends – on condition of
anonymity – has revealed that at last Saturday's Mar-A-Lago luau, Barbara
admitted to Sea Bass’s surfing mate Andy Matthews that she had actually seen him
, not Bass get a some great rides
“Oh this could get ugly ,” our source adds.
MON FEB 15TH
2010
– Surf blog enthusiasts statewide have been driven to rage by the fact that
legendary local surfer Seabass has failed to blow their minds with a downright
freaky new surfboard design for the second year in a row.
“Enough
with the Seabass mythology, it's about someone calling it like they see it, and
quite frankly, way I see it, the whole SeaBlaster thing stinks.
“In no way is my unfocused and ignorant rage a clear reflection of the
bitterness I feel towards my own mediocre talents in the water and the drudgery
of my own life, which stretches before me as a sad, increasingly grey wasteland
of anonymity”
writes YouseCanAllGetStuffed on critically lauded failsurffail.com
“Take Seabass, biggest disappointment in the history of Palm Beach. Without
question he's an enormously gifted multi sport athlete, probably the best
baseball player I've ever seen, but I don't think I've ever
been less impressed with his so-called genius surfboard designs.
Ignore
the personal tragedies, the crippling injuries, the almighty focus and steel
will of the man; dismiss if you will the fact he'll be first out surfing every
morning such is his sheer love for surfing and the ocean; put to the back of
your mind his humility, patience and approachability and what do you get?
“That's right, your average everyday surf slug.”
Barely pausing for breath, YouseCanAllGetStuffed continued, “Seriously,
if I have to sit and watch another kook weekend surfer stumble through waves with
their shiny new SeaBlaster8 I can't tell you how upset I might become, and how
I'll bombard the world's message boards with my stinking vitriol.
“It used to be Thank goodness for Seabass, he's the future right now.
“What's that? We're over Bass already?
“Yep, Thought as much. Honestly, what a letdown that eccentric psycho-boy-homo
is. Sad to think back how he was once the real deal and the idol of countless
Florida groms and hot chicks. These days? Two thumbs down. Waaaay down.
“Without question, Seabass
is done.”
Not only is the former poster boy for
avant-garde performance surfing now
universally loathed for the recent drought of mind-blowing freakiness, Surf
media analysts have noticed an online trend towards pre-emptive hating, and cite
dangerously renegade
sexmysurf.com, where the defenseless Seabass is
acting as springboard in a discussion that's officially attracting a gazillion
new posts per minute.
“SCREW EVERYONE,” writes self-described 'maverick' blog commenter
BlinkyBalls
on
sexmysurf.com “in particular, screw the ASP tour, the rebel tour, the judges,
the caterers, the security staff, the mags, the locals, the tourists, the kooks,
Mom, Dad, my little sister, my dog, the Cops, screw’ em ALL.
“And Seabass? Well, I’ve been over him and his cocky attitude for a long time.
Don’t tell him I said this but the SeaBlaster 8 is Boooooring!”
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As we go to press with this story, Seabass' management has offered an
emotional apology to the entire surfing world for “Seabass’ disappointing
inability to blow minds with something crazy and new over the last couple of
years.”
“Bass knows he has a lot of dedicated fans counting on him” reads the press
release, “and personally feels terrible”
However, a typically defiant Seabass maintains the new SeaBlaster 8 is well ahead of its time and that he has been ripping waves to shreds on it. "Give me a break already, I'm a hundred fifty five years old and I'm still the undisputed Heavyweight Champ in the water."
"It just means so much more when you're surfin' and you know what for"
He went on to say that his "mind blowing high performance surfing" in overhead waves last week at Juno Pier ranks among some of the all-time greatest surfing ever seen in Jupiter or Juno and should have quieted all doubters. It hasn’t.
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The 2010 model "Paco Rocket".
(see PR photo below).
(above) bass riding the
SeaBlaster 7, 12/29/09 Wildos, Puerto Rico
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Not sure who experienced the most near-drownings on this trip, Jimbo, Louis, or me.
First of all, Dec 29 in Puerto Rico the waves were HUGE.
As in GIGANTIC.
We had to be towed out to the line-up by Carson's Waverunner w/sled because paddling out was totally impossible. The waves were breaking clear across the channel and winding down all the to Pressure Point (if you know where that is) and were even wrapping around and BOMBING at a reef break called 'Wishing Well' (if you know where that is). The waves were scary BIG and any mistake could easily result in your drowning. There were maybe 10 of us out in the water and about 200 surfers and spectators watching us from the beach.
WE each caught some incredible waves that were so friggin big that it was absolutely surreal dropping down these gigantic faces and flying across these massive walls of water. It was totally SICK!
Most of the guys out there were Towing into the waves but I opted to paddle. I was also the only guy out there with a longboard. (my trusty 7'8"
SeaBlaster 7 '2009' model)The first wave I paddled into was gigantic and all I wanted to do was make the drop, make the wave and survive. Everything went great and I rode the massive wall almost all the way across the channel before easily sliding out up and over the top. After that first one my confidence went way up and I was able to relax a little bit without thinking I was gonna die at any second.
You can't believe how aware and maxed out all your senses are when major amounts of fear driven adrenaline are racing through your body. Keeping your mind in control is the only way to possibly ride waves like this. Of course you better be pretty damn athletic too but it's the mental part that's hard to master.
(wanna see some good video of it? Go to:
www.thewavecaster.com and click on the 'Wilderness video')
It's GREAT!
'WILDERNESS' in Puerto Rico (biggest Wildos in years)
(above) 12/29/09 LOUIS
(above) 12/29/09 JIMBO
Man did we catch some enormous memorable bombers!
Some Florida Beach cams:
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Sebastian and Jensen are good indicator cams for Surf. Jupiter is definitely good too because the Jupiter outer reef is a fantastic indicator for waves 20 miles in either direction. (click on and enlarge the reef ). I can wake up, look at a few cams and can pretty much figure out exactly when and where the best spot is going to be. I've been surfing here since Nov. 1972 and I know every spot inside and out along the 130 mile stretch from Cocoa Beach Pier down to the Lake Worth Pier.
Other than being grounded for various periods of time due to injuries, or out of the country surfing somewhere else, I've missed very very few big swells here during the past 37 years.
Palm Beach surfer girls are a little different.
From the Archives: Palm Beach Post
Dog and Master Reunited after Master Seemingly Vanishes Off Face of the Earth for 40-minute SurDog And Master Reunited After Master Seemingly Vanishes Off Face Of Earth- for 40 Minute Surf
TUES.
JANUARY 18, PALM BEACH, FLORIDA –
46 year old local radio personality and North Beach surfer Sea Bass has been
found safe and well, miraculously stepping back out of a mysterious other-world
to rejoin the land of the living, his dog told all within earshot on the beach
yesterday.
'Millie', a four-year-old refugee from Puerto Rico – who had all but given up
hope of seeing her master alive again greeted Sea Bass at the water's edge,
breathlessly and loudly exclaiming “you're
Palm Beach Post
PALM BEACH, FL –
Two days after 13-year-old local surfer Danny Kincaid claimed to have been
'fully shacked' at his local break, the facts of the matter seem no closer at
hand.
The furor started
at 10.35am local time, when Danny and friends were surfing a reform peak out
front of the world famous Breakers Hotel, where local Island surfers have
congregated for decades.
Kincaid paddled back out to his friends after taking a small inside wave, and
excitedly described the tube ride no-one had witnessed.
55-Year-old local surf legend Sea Bass –well respected among Kincaid's circle of
friends as the guy who still does the best re-entries and hacks and stuff –
immediately disputed Kincaid's claim.
“Sorry Homie” Bass is quoted as saying.
Onlookers report a heated exchange between Kincaid and his mentor Bass, with
Kincaid protesting the authenticity of his barrel by describing how "The lip
came right over my head. I wasn't like, super deep or anything, but for sure the
back bit of my board was fully slotted!.”
The
agitation flared back up that afternoon as Kincaid recounted his barrel to some
non-surfing friends at a nearby McDonalds restaurant. Once again, Sea Bass
provided an opinion to the contrary – this time stirring up support from others
who'd been out there that morning.
Critically, Kincaid's best friend Tony McCallum expressed doubts, asking Kincaid
quietly “Bro, are sure you didn't kinda imagine it? Like, did you have your eyes
open? Why didn't you jump off like you always do?”
Realizing he had little support, Kincaid began to negotiate a compromise,
reasoning “Look, it was definitely a cover up, there was stuff going on
everywhere. I guess if you were on the beach and a bit back I would have totally
disappeared for a sec. Maybe not all of me at once, but, ya' know, it would have
been like 'where's Caidy? Oh, there he is'.”
By the end of the McDonald's session, Kincaid's ride had been downgraded to
'full-on head-dip'.
Friends say they will keep a close watch on Kincaid on return to school after
the Easter break, lest he revert back to his original barrel claim.
“Betchya he tells that betty Kathy Dobson he got fully barreled”, observed
McCallum “He's got the hots for her and nothing he says would shock
me".
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