Nice man gives up dentistry and sells car to pursue WSL dream. And then disappears!
Earlier today, I interviewed the WSL’s Ambassador of Stoke and Leisure, Zach Brown from Chattanooga, Tennessee.
Zach was crowned Stoke Ambassador amid much fanfare last November after an exhaustive worldwide search by the WSL where applicants were invited to submit a video CV.
Do you remember Zach? A likeable, goofy twenty-five-year old whose catch-cry was, “Hire me WSL and get me out of my mom’s house”?
If not, refresh here.
Like most, I presumed his job was to become the every-man face of the WSL during the Triple Crown events.
But then he just…disappeared.
“I don’t really know what to say about that,” says Zach. “A lot of people told me the same thing. Stab wanted an interview but never called me. The whole thing was built up so much. The WSL really pushed it on their website, their social channels, and then it didn’t get shown around that much.”
Perhaps the organisation was a little rattled by stories like this where Zach’s all-American ethnicity and gender might be thought tone deaf.
“I heard that a couple of times,” he says. “It’s hard to say. I’m a small-town kid who grew up in the Marshall Islands. My dad was the principal of a school there for six years. I took a year off during college to teach fifth grade on Pohnpei. When I heard stuff like, ‘Oh, privileged white male’ I didn’t realise the extend of internet bullying. The thing was, they could’ve picked a Brazilian, a guy with nothing, and people would’ve been, like, ‘You should’ve picked a girl!’ or they would’ve picked a girl and other people would’ve complained. Somebody is always going to be disappointed for whatever reason. Obviously, I submitted my video like everybody else. It was a bummer to hear that. I don’t feel any more privileged than anyone else. I actually had to sell my car to buy the camera to go out there.”
(Zach’s car was the formidable Nissan Xterra, which he loosed for $2700. He also quit his job at the ticket desk at Delta for the WSL gig.)
Zach says he thought his job was going to be “similar to Peter King’s TourNotes: behind-the-scenes interviewing the surfers, the raw feel of what’s going on. That’s what I envisioned. But they had a pretty curated day-to-day schedule, what they wanted me to do, events I was attending.”
These included playing golf at the Turtle Bay hotel, zip-lining, kayaking, staying at an Air B n B joint and a hotel in Waikiki.
There was one time when I was in Waikiki during the Sunset competition and Sunny Garcia invited me to come and hang in the channel with him and be the caddy for Zeke Lau. I wasn’t able to make it time because I was on the other side of the island.”
Zach says the WSL’s intention was for him to push it on his own social channel (he currently has 6248 followers on @zacharyjdb. “Jesus, Drones and Oreos,” is his new catch-phrase) but says the WSL did interview him twice during the live contest feed and posted some of his stuff on Instagram and Facebook.
He says that while being ambassador didn’t exactly pan out how he wanted it to, he did get close to the broadcast crew and…epiphany… decided he wanted to pursue a life in film and not dentistry. (Zach has a degree in health sciences, step one in becoming a mouth mechanic.)
Today, Zach, is living in Clermont, Florida, thirty-five clicks west of Orlando, and an hour-and-a-half from his go-to surf spot, as he fulfils his dream of working in film and production for the YouTube channel of wake-skater Matt Manzari.
(Oowee, it’s…gory.)
Welcome to the surf industry. Bunch a cunts back slapping and talking shit. Cunts.
The best part is generally speaking, none of them have grown up surfing, either.
Ass mustache? That must be why I have skid marks.
Ah, this sounds very WSL. Everything tightly controlled. That’s too bad. I think I’d have enjoyed seein’ an outsider do something authentic with this setup. Mighta actually been good for the WSL, too.
I’d love to know if there was some sort of contract in place with financial terms. I betcha some lawyer out there could get this kid a few bucks on breach of contract.
Hmm, I’m bettin’ there was a hella strict rights agreement about what he could do with any material he got in the process — even the stuff WSL didn’t choose to use. Guessin’ he couldn’t resell anything. I don’t think there was any offer of payment in the deal. I could be wrong, but I remember thinking, oh, they’re too cheap to hire someone profressional to make content 😉
I’m sure you’re right. He was supposed to be a fiscally responsible (free!!!) court jester there for our amusement.
Having said that…in my current state of non-stop work and stress I would probably leap at the chance to hang around this year’s Triple Crown even without any sort of financial compensation.
As long as they are paying for my two choice mini-plate at Alicia’s and my smoothies at Wailua bakery I think we’d be good.
I think I need to hire your retarded cat to run my social? Idk.
A dab of Just For Men™️ brushed into that lil’ lip caterpillar would certainly make it much more prominent, dignified, and fitting for an ambassador of any sort.
WAM!
(Bam, thank you mam)
I’ll follow a retarded cat!
It seems the WSL is essentially a film/staging crew with some semi-lame commentators who watch really good surfers compete, who then try to talk like religious politicians. What a f-ing disgrace. With all the technology and talent out there they go and hire some old white woman, the so called “ambassador of cool,” lol, what a joke. I honestly think there must be a core surfer behind the scenes who is really trying to screw the WSL so that surfing doesn’t spread even faster than it is. I thank that guy from the bottom of my heart.
This interview is the straightest bat with which I have ever seen you play Derek. I guess you’re leaving it up to us to tear that goofy apprentice dentist a new arse!
Seemed like a nice boy disappointed with his prize. He don’t need to feel a boot in the side.
Not even a Chinese burn?
Get your mouth mechanic paper work mate, those cunts are never short of a buck.
The mouth mechanic for Miguel Pupo was able to comfortably retire after turning a wrench on Miguel’s grill shackles.
Like I always say to the groms in my area, you’ll never make money in photography or surfing. And you’ll definitely never make money in surf photography.
Finish the dental degree
those are the cunts spending two weeks every year getting shacked at Tavarua.
or more.
and who can live favorite wave adjacent.
Agreed. My good surf buddy growing up got into mouth mechanics and the divergence in our lives is, crushing
Thought he was dead. Read it on the comments section here few weeks back and believed it. Also why does John never show his teeth when he smiles?
In other breaking resurrections, Barton Lynch is back and comment-frothing at sub-par Ulu’s. I’m all ears, BL.
Edit: now it’s on the pump, I wave-rage!
So he’s a jebus-pesterer too?
Ah shit.
The LUNACY.