Bit of a rant before the World's. Please, do not feel sorry for me, for I have had the opportunity to meet people and travel to places some will never do. Not being able to play at this time feels like the essence of my being is starting to drain away. Was really looking forward to showing people in Denmark that you don't need Clipper to be a great player, not that I am great, but getting on that way. My whole routine was going to be just Toes, unless I was tired and wanted to throw some BP's in. Now, not saying that Clippers are dumb and you shouldn't do them, in fact it's the opposite. Not too sure many people appreciate BOPs as much as me, due to the fact that those are flippin' hard, or at least in my eyes. Infinities and Osii are by far some of the most stylish looking tricks in my opinion. They are still 3's(BIG fan of ADDs)! One of the main reasons for pushing for this, is not only cause Clippers feel wrong to me, but really don't like in the Jorden Moir's 10 tips to be good at Footbag, it states you should learn Clipper. And, that you will struggle to get 12+ contacts with le toes. While I understand what he is saying, think it's wrong to tell people you need Clipper to get better at Footbag. Appreciate when people tell me to learn Clipper, or mainly Osis, but they tend to say it like I don't try already. Lon Smith and Brian Bear have both sat with me trying to coach me on the ways of Osis/Clipper with little gain. Flippin' lived with Brian for a month. Toes are fun for me, Clippers, not quite, so let me do what I do. If you think I'd make BAP by upping my Clipper game, imagine how cool it would be if I made BAP without learning Osis. Fucking legendary. Whatever, I'm crazy, and you shouldn't listen to a madman.
Doin' It
Arose, and it was time to head towards home base alpha for the week. The rain decided to make it presence felt, so got a bit wet heading to the AirBNB Ted got in Frederiksberg. That Thor guy is silly. This is where the main squad would be, Alex, Cass, Matt, Mathieu, Nazly, Ted, Jim, Chrissy, and myself. Get established, finally, and begin the hunt for a bike. Searching for things on the internet seems to be tricky there, as not everything is listed, and some places close down for the Summer due to the tourist rush. Find a cheap spot in the middle of the city, and bus our way to get it. The bus was confusing(and expensive), as our stop was not showing up, instead the intersection where it was was the only thing showed. Missed the stop, and decided to double back. Me and Alex didn't get our tickets printed cause Ted was being Ted and caused some laggage, and we did not want to spend another $5, so we said we would just walk it. Didn't seem that complicated. We wander about and finally make it to the spot, couldn't really find it, walk around more to find other spots, but they were all closed. Didn't want to give up, so we literally walked the whole city. People would lead us in a direction where there wasn't anything, unsure if they don't like tourists, or couldn't tell us no. Nothing, so it was time to head back. Asked a local for advice, and he said to steal a bike. What a character. After miles of walking, the thought started to tickle our minds, though we both agreed we could never do it. Lots of bikes aren't even locked up, and we eyed a beat up POS one for a while, till some guy who looked like he was waiting for the opportunity to fight called us out. Played it off as asking for directions, which he failed at giving, and were on our way. My Google maps was sending us in wrong directions, as well. The dot would show we were going the correct way, keep on trucking on, and when we'd check back, it says we were going the wrong way the whole time. Ugh. It was a pretty great bonding experience, though. And we got to know the city rather well from all the circles we walked. Actually found 3 bike rentals spots within 5 minutes of our home base. It poured on us pretty heavily from time to time. Good times. Got alcohol and junk food when we were close, ran the last half mile back with lots of yelling and what not. 10 or so miles later. Everyone else failed on the bike mission, too, and all beat. A night of chilling and puffin' with the flat mates. Sad that we couldn't make the early registration shred, would have been where I could witness Aleksi in 3-D. Oh, well. Sleeps.
Wake up and make a quick store run before heading to the event site, lucky enough to have a store on the same block as our crash site. Was ready to meet peeps and see some shreddage, so it was time to mobilize. Me and Chrissy were the only ones ready, so we striked it on out. SO MUCH GRAFFITI. What an even site, so flippin' dank. Meet more Danes! They are my favorite. And see some familiar faces. Hugs, hugs, hugs. Nick made it over, his crash site was a 5 minute stroll from the event site, literally overlooking it. 'Twas time to burn. Troels and Nis accompany us for quite possibly my favorite sesh. Damn, these guys are fucking cool. We were all prepared so the session went on longer than intended, and Nis was needed back. Make our way back and people were gearing up for shred. The rest of our flat crew arrived too. Was hurting pretty bad, but too stubborn to stop myself from shredding with people. Popped a bunch of meds, and loaded on some numbing patches. Ken, El Kemino, Troels, Kuba, Caroline, Chrissy, Dominick, Krystek, and many other were getting down. Went to stop on many occasions, but I hate watching people play by themselves, so would hop back in when someone new would show up, like Daniel Boyle. He hit a dope string with my bag of Footbags. So glad to finally meet the dude, fan of them Aussies. Played my best this day, which isn't saying much. Eventually, Vasek showed up, and got to get my fanboy on and meet him. HOLY SHIT. Thought I was healing up, but forgot how many meds were taken. Whatever. Watch opening ceremony, then it was time to dip and clean up. The party spot was at the park near Verena's, which is amazing, for I love to be a hoodlum in the park. Our flat was the first of peeps to arrive, other than Kim, Asmus, and some net peeps. Alex was then shown a wonderful way to open wine bottles with a tree. Alex and I were stoked to see Soren's grave, which was only 10 minutes away, so we made a quick de-tour. Perfect, cause when we got back, EVERYONE got there. Mass amount of drinking and smoking occurred, and this was where the last of the Cali buds was burned, had to save some for Aleksi, and it was good a fair amount of people got to try it. Sharing is caring. Jim and Casey were pretty stoked too, for the quality of tree in Denmark wasn't the highest of high. Meet all sorts of people that night, it was spectacular, and soon, the party was moved to a more respectable spot, some bar, if I remember correctly. Asmus is pretty damn good at hearding crowds. Time to head back, though. Cuddles and sleep.
First official day of comp, and we had to get our bikes first. Kinda wish I ended up doing more things on my own, cause Ted can be overbearing and I don't have any fucks to give. Alex and I get set, and head out for the event site. Turns out, my circle was last, so I got there too early. totally planned on scratching from all events, but when I saw it was just Anton and Alexander in it, couldn't let them do a 1 v 1. Fuck. Thought I was up sooner, and had popped things accordingly, but had to wait some time before it was on. Got to meet Andy, who has one of my favorite styles, which was rad. And would have the pleasure of watching him, Kemino, and Evan wreck lives in a circle later on. Time goes by, and was finally about time. Really wanted to play somewhat well, but pains were creeping, so more pills for me. Brought enough for 2 weeks, and almost killed them all by day 5. Whoops. Played like shit, but at least it happened. Good times nonetheless. my body was wrecked, and Brian saved lives with some puffage and a wee bit of grub. Ready for the day to end. Roll back to Nick's for chilling afterwards, and he saved me as well with food. Pooped and ready to head back. Asmus was not partying that night, therefore, neither as I. So spent the time chilling with the flat peeps.
Apologies for leaving out SO MUCH, would prefer to have this done, though. Breakdown action occurred, and it was just the beginning. Klovnens was GREAT, Jeg Elsker Deg! This was the start of the epic of epics. It was fantastic to have Cass right there, huge advocate of whatever it is we have going on. She's best, nothing THE about her. Wish my the flat homies didn't have to see me as they did, mornings, and post shred are when it was the worst. Luckily, a big fan of pain
Also sad that Nick worried about me so. He had saw me struggle at USO, and saw me struggle even more so here. Was able to play it off well, but you can't hide the paleness of oneself when the body wants to quit. A big downfall of myself is I have a lot of pride in being able to take care of myself, and really hate when people worry about me. People have enough going on, and I don't wish to be one of them. Soon to come, all the chills with the LEGENDS of the sport. Plus, glorious time chilling with El Kemino, real glad we got to hang as much as we did, another of my favorite peoples.
your shred highlights 
Of course, good sir, can't wait till next time. If I find one over yonder, expect a picture.
FUCKING PUMPED. Shredding in 95+ weather has been great, but I get so sweaty that it's usually the culprit of ending the session. Hoping that I can bring the heat to Worlds, cause I've been playing great. Must be because of that Satan guy, he's hella cool.
It's still not too late to do what feels natural to you, take what people say into consideration, but do you, cause only you know you, like you. As the great Pipebomb once told me, "Fuck the haters". While I agree that Stepping sucks, it's still hella cool, and to be able to do Osis would make my life complete. Playing with the Mobius master, Dr. Bear, makes me want to do that trick all day, like him. Torque flows so awesomely, as well.
