...Lost
One week ago, from tomorrow, I returned from an epic quest. With our World Surf League registering almost unheard of growth, and dreams of spiking into major major territory, capturing the middle of these great United States is essential. And so there, went I, to discover the non-surfing World Surf League fan, who I’d imagine would be a dime a dozen.
And discover-ish one I did, in Memphis, Tennessee but, shockingly, no one, not even the unicorn, had ever heard of the world’s greatest surfer Kelly Slater.
The closest I got was also in Memphis. A bartender who was vaguely aware of “some surfer who dates models.”
Had to be Slater, right?
But how is it that he, considered by many to be the world’s greatest athlete, purveyor of eponymous television programs, decades of wild SportCenter mentions is a virtual unknown?
Remembered for “dating models” even though he is in a committed loving relationship with a beautiful Chinese girlfriend for the last decade plus?
Maybe it wasn’t Slater.
But, even though assuming makes an ass out of u and ming, I assumed.
Zero.
I asked after him in Arizona, New Mexico, Texas, Oklahoma, Arkansas and zero recognition until Tennessee where “dating models” is what maybe registered.
Do you take as affront?
Should we?
More to the point, will further Challenger Series events be cancelled?
Let’s, all of us, stay tuned.