"The physical risk I‘ve taken on to keep surfing was a choice I made because I was not financially in the position to stop my career.”
The surf Olympian Owen Wright has told a courtroom the theft of almost one million bucks of his personal stash by a family friend employed as the fam’s bookkeeper led to his estrangement from Ma and Pa Wright as well as friction with his siblings and his pop star wife.
In a victim impact statement read to court prior to the sentencing of horse racing aficionado and poker machine enthusiast Shane Maree Hatton, who copped five years at the top with a three-year non-parole period, Owen said he accused family members of stealing and even told his wife, accomplished songstress Kita Alexander, to lay off the spending.
Owen said he was “emotionally worn down”, couldn’t sleep, was perpetually pissed off and anxious. Accusing his parents of ripping him off had lasting ramifications.
“My relationships…are still damaged because of the anger issues I had around this,” he said.
And, because of the theft, he couldn’t get out of the pro surfing game despite his catastrophic 2015 brain injury.
“I wanted to retire but I couldn‘t financially (due to the impact of the offending) and fought back into my career risking my life in the process… I was still being stolen from while I could barely walk and while the doctors were saying I would never work again in my career. The physical risk I‘ve taken on to keep surfing was a choice I made because I was not financially in the position to stop my career.”
Owen told the court he’d been saving for a family home and trying to set up a retirement fund, two enterprises stymied by the theft, although regular BeachGrit readers will remember the $5.1 million beach shack O bought in Byron Bay three years ago, which he later developed into four luxury villas, selling one for $6.5 mill, another of which he kept, the $1.6 million house at Lennox Head with its indoor swimming pool that meandered through the living room, the Federation-style house in Byron Bay (sold for a little under a million), the beachfront townhouse at Thirroul (675,000) and the gorgeous mountain-top hideaway (bought for 750k, sold for a million).
Everyone’s version of a happy retirement is different, I think.
Owen’s ma, Fiona, said she felt “somehow responsible” for the theft ‘cause she recommended Hatton to run the books.
“Her stealing from us was a heartbreaking despicable act,” she said.
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So he had a successful real estate deal. He made a few mil. The article makes it sound as though at that point stealing from him was ok. What kind of thinking is that? Fuck off.
The Wright clan… I always knew they were fucking insufferable; it appears at least this one is stupid as hell too
I’m still dealing with having a sweater stolen from my car while I was surfing.
Toxic femininity!
Oh..gee whiz,breaks my heart,rich f… has to go back to work…should kept a closer eye on de $
Your mom is a cunt.
You have the vocabulary of a drunken sailor. How date you.
I’m guessing that Ms Hatton isn’t invited to the clan BBQs anymore.
(R)Wright bunch of cunts.
Tyler when taking a knee. You didn’t realise you had someone giving it to you up the arse. Too busy being woke to know what’s going on.
Nothing like a rich cunt. A victim like Tyler and mikey whinging about tough life. Must be tough to have to manage a property portfolio. It’s your own fault. Why hire a book keeper to do a accountants job. You get what you pay for. And you paid for a idiot
*an idiot.
Should listen to Jim Morrisons advice on Changeling. I’ve never been so broke that I couldn’t leave town. Like about 50 bucks. Start over leave it all behind.
I totally understand where he’s coming from. Someone stole the half bar of wax i hid under the beach stairs, no early retirement for me i guess.
I generally feel bad for people who have to risk their physical well-being in order to scrape together a “life.” Generally does not apply here
as this topic lingers, I’m reminded of Father’s Day where I told the ex to: Fuck off! and my response to this aging story was: “There must have been alot of Fuck-offs! at the the Wright’s FD gathering.” No more as the story has been over-developed?
I bought two scratchers last week. One was a dud. The other I won another scratcher. Yesterday I went to the gas station and got the other scratcher . I won 30 bucks. Today I will spend the money I won on more scratchers. This will go on and on until I am back at square one with nada. I have been using this strategy for 20 years to virtually no success. Gambling is an addiction. Have some sympathy for Mrs. Hatton.
too much exposure on the quicky-mart cameras. mix in some beer & chips. and wear a black hoody!
I put gass in my friends deisiel truck. I was passenger and paid so I pumped. I fucked up. We were working in the bush all day into the night. Its gona cost some change and we’re both scratching to feed the kids. I fucked up. So I scrapped up 2 dollars in change and hit the slots on my way home hopping to stoke my friend out with some winnings. Nope, mabey next time I’ll try a scratcher. Dam casinos r weird. Wish I had that 2 bucks for an old marked down beef burrito. Owen as long as u love someone the rest is just an old burrito. Peace and love
Slot-machine odds are programmable & keep 16% (Vegas, by law) to 35% (Cali Indian Casinos) of every dollar.
Kinda fun & a total sucker’s bet…
Hate when pro surfers whine about money or surfing…At 33 it’d be nice to retire. The rest of the world works till they’re 60 or 70 while squeezing surf sessions in. Could’ve gone on disability for a year or two while recovering and picked up the hammer till a real retirement age.
Yeah. This effected all of us.
I think the most confronting realisation for the Wright family was that they where a family of entitled cunts prepared to throw each other under the bus as soon as things get shaky.
A million just isn’t what it once was these days.