Pip Toledo, Sunset champ!

Small-wave king and reigning world champ Filipe Toledo storms to victory at the Hurley Pro Sunset Beach in perfect tropical conditions, “He just keeps turning up the volume!”

Brave Filipe Toledo grows riper each year!

And just as the chronic craving for the sundown drink begins, Filipe Toledo, one of the sport’s most delicate organisms, has been hoisted up the soft sand of Sunset Beach, Oahu, following a conclusive win at the Hurley Pro.

The almost twenty-eight-year-old father of two who seems to be growing riper with each year was untroubled throughout the event torpedoing Liam O’Brien, Kai Lenny, Eli Hanneman, Seth Moniz, Caio Ibelli, the fancied Joao Chianca and Griffin Colapinto to take the 10k championship points and the one hundred thousand dollars.

The win, his twelfth since he joined the tour ten years ago, ain’t enough to steal him the yellow jersey from Jackie Robinson, but it does propel the pint-sized Brazilian into second place on the tour rankings.

Although lightly ravished in the high-scoring final, Colapinto, who was in seventeenth place after a catastrophic Pipe contest, now moves into sixth position and world title contention game with 7800 tour points.

JP Currie’s analysis of Finals Day to follow.

Open Thread: Comment Live on Final’s Day of the Hurley Pro Sunset Beach where self-interest is immutable, but its dictates vary daily!

Aloha also means goodbye!

Holmes (left) and Robach enjoying new lives. Photo: GMA3
Holmes (left) and Robach enjoying new lives. Photo: GMA3

Illicit lovers TJ Holmes and Amy Robach shake off job loss with sexy jaunt to ultra-deadly wave dubbed the “Mexican Pipeline” after likely inspiration from surf journalist!

An affair to remember.

If there is one story that you have been following, outside of surfing, I am certain it is the sexual tale of television morning hosts TJ Holmes, Amy Robach their illicit tryst and subsequent job loss. The two, who co-anchored the third hour of Good Morning, America, and both seemingly happily married to others, were caught out in New York City, last fall, with each other’s hands on each other’s bum bums.


They were both taken off air while the business was “investigated,” became separated from their respective husband and wife, were snapped much by enterprising photographers in flagrante delicato and then informed that it would “be best” if they found work elsewhere.

But how does one celebrate such a crescendo?

With a trip to Mexico’s deadliest wave, of course.

Puerto Escondido, or the Mexican Pipeline, is truly something to behold. I wrote about the place for Lonely Planet’s Epic Surf Breaks of the World and would you like a taste?

There is likely no better feeling than sitting on a sweltering beachfront patio in Mexico, languid fan spinning overhead, sipping a still cold margarita, salt, rocks, nibbling shrimp tacos garnished with fresh pico de gallo while gallons of saltwater pour all over them from a sunburned nose. So why are my knees pulled to my chest like a frightened little kitty cat right now? Why is my heart pounding so hard that I swear it might leap right out of my throat on that next margarita sip?

The chair underneath me quakes and my senses return. Because this sweltering patio fronts Puerto Escondido and Mexico’s most notorious, dangerous, biggest, famous, superlative wave is just 500 yards away, thundering on the sand. Snapping boards in half, eating grown surfers whole.

I’d come to the Mexican Pipeline, as it’s called, to test myself. To push beyond what had become my comfort zone, namely soft southern California reef breaks, groomed Australian point breaks and warm, shoulder high tropical barrels. Becoming a surf journalist had opened up a world of ease and, as I looked myself square in the mirror one day, was disappointed with the tanned but softened visage looking back.

You can finish the exciting tale by purchasing here and I have to think that Holmes and Robach read, themselves, and decided an act of derring-do is exactly what they, themselves, needed. Something to chase the disappointment of blowing up marriages and families for a workplace affair with.

Feels pretty cool to be the inspiration behind the journey.

Oh shoot.

I just realized they went to Puerto Vallarta not Puerto Escondido.

Well, next time.

New season of Apple TV+ docuseries Make or Break lifts the veil on horror of mid-season cut finding a “vulnerable” Owen Wright “struggling after his brain injury. Especially now as he reveals he’s a live-in carer for his sick father”

"If nothing else, you can put it on at home and your significant other won’t immediately whinge about it. That’s not nothing."

As of yesterday, the first four episodes of Make Or Break, Season 2, are available on Apple TV.

The series begins with Pipe and Kelly’s victory, which seems logical. Thereafter it roughly follows the course of the season, but does jump about a bit which can be odd for the seasoned WCT fan.

But then, it’s not really designed for us.

What MOB aims to do is communicate the humanity of professional sport. It’s a blueprint of character driven narratives established by Drive To Survive, the Netflix juggernaut that spearheaded the craze for reality sports documentaries.

Whether you understand the sport in question or not should hardly matter. If anything, it might impair your enjoyment if you do.

I loved Drive To Survive, despite the fact I knew almost nothing about F1. That’s pretty much the whole point.

The hope is that casual observers of the documentaries are converted to fans of the sport. Whether this is realistic or not, I’m not sure. I still haven’t watched an F1 race for years. Stranger still, I don’t even look up the results for fear I’ll spoil the next season of DTS.

So, can this type of production work for surfing?

It should, given we know surfing attracts rich characters. Capturing the interest of fans by digging out these personalities is one of the many ways in which the WSL has spectacularly failed over the years.

But let’s do the flat bits first.

(It wouldn’t be accurate to call them bad.)

Disappointingly, Kelly’s victory at Pipe didn’t quite pop the way I expected it to.

Pipe 2022 was one of the best surf contests in living memory, but there was no sense of that.

There was no context for how historically good the waves were, nor any footage of most of the incredible barrels that were ridden by competitors other than Kelly.

I get it. There’s only so much footage you can use, and Kelly was the subject of the episode.

But there were so many reasons why Kelly winning that comp was both special and incredibly unlikely: his age, the level of competition, the quality of waves, and the fact that he hadn’t won in years. They touch on some of this in the episode, but ultimately it looked like the victory was a little too easy.

Remember how emotional and raw he was? The real reasons for that were not excavated in the way I’d hoped they might be.

Box To Box tweeted that the Slater episode was one of the best pieces of TV they’d ever produced, so it could be that my perspective is too much of a niche surf fan. It’ll be interesting to see the response from the wider audience.

Episode Two switches to Tatiana Weston Webb as the main character. It’s fine, Tatiana seems lovely as always. But that doesn’t necessarily mean she’s engaging as a subject, especially when most of the episode is still at Pipe, but focused on the women’s comp, which wasn’t great.

The minor fracas and resulting Instagram furore that happened after Tati dropped in on Moanna Jones Wong prior to the event is acknowledged, but it doesn’t add as much spice as hoped.

And there’s far too much Jesse Mendes, who ironically seems to be more visible than ever given his stints in the booth at Sunset.

The third episode shifts focus to the Wright family, framed around the Bells event that Tyler won and where Owen was left in a precarious situation with the Cut looming.

There’s a good overview of the Bells event and some interesting archival footage of the Wright family. But mostly it’s about Owen’s shortcomings vs Tyler’s success, and that does make for engaging TV.

Owen is both likeable and vulnerable. You do get a sense of what competing means to him, and how much of a struggle it’s been after his brain injury. Especially now as he reveals he’s a live-in carer for his sick father.

There’s definitely some value in this episode.

The following episode, “The Cut”, should be more exciting than it is.

The petition that most of the surfers signed and took to ELo in protest of the implementation of the Cut is conspicuous by its absence.

Just as Logan smacked it down at the time, I’m sure it was dispatched down his Memory Hole long ago.

In this episode we return to two favourite characters from Season 1 in Morgan Ciblic and Matt McGillivray, charting their divergent futures at Margaret River. Maybe if you don’t already know what happens here it’ll grab you more than it did for me.

There is an interesting insight into Jack Robinson behind the scenes. I’ll admit to being a little sceptical of his zen schtick last season. After watching Make Or Break, I was perhaps wrong to think that way.

So is it worth your time as a whole?

In short, yes.

I suspect if you’re reading this you won’t learn anything new from Make Or Break, but it will give you glimpses into some more personal elements of the surfers you know and love. And if you’re relatively new to the game, you’ll probably like it even more.

If nothing else, you can put it on at home and your significant other won’t immediately whinge about it. That’s not nothing.

The first four episodes didn’t set the heather on fire for me, and reviews for the next four are currently under embargo until they’re released on Feb 23rd.

However, what I will say is that two of these remaining episodes are the strongest in the series.


Bombshell new documentary reveals surfing’s “supreme racism”, wild Jew-baiting and lingering hard-on for Nazism!

"A Jewish surfer confronts the dark, anti-semitic history of the sport he once found solace in. (But) what happens when your passion conflicts with your heritage?"

The Hebrew surfer doesn’t have to trawl too deep into the BeachGrit archives to find a kindred soul in at least one of the founders. 

Read “Israel is the raddest surf trip on Earth!”, What the Goyim Gudauskas Brothers got wrong about Israel”, Let’s go schlepping, surfing gets into the 2021 Jewish Olympics!”, Ozzie Wright sings King of the Jews!”, Movie: “The Hebrew Hammer!”.

Want a book recommendation? Read Revolt by Menacheem Begin for an uplifting account of Israelis taking on the two-faced Brits and winning.

Discrimination, racism? Yeah, the Jews know it better than anyone. The dirtiest and most tortured of histories. A lost people and two thousand orbits jammed with degradation and bestial treatment.

And then, of course, came the Nazis. The greatest war machine in history in their gorgeous, slim-fitting uniforms designed by Hugo Boss (yes!), butchering, starving, gassing and shooting six-and-a-half million Jews by the close of business in July, 1945. 

So, as you might imagine, surfing’s flirtation with Nazism, predominantly post-war and notably by Miki Dora and Californian pals, (click here for La Jolla surfers in Nazi uniforms and waving the party flag from a Greg Noll movie circa 1959 and here for one surfer’s defence of the cosplay), don’t sit too well with the Jewish surfer. 

Josh Greene, a nebbish Hebe from San Clemente, says he grew up with anti-semitism, his skinny frame he was told made him look like a death camp survivor, and took up surfing “to really carve my own niche and find the confidence, courage and physical strength I needed.” 

When his wanted to have his bar mitzvah at a surf museum his parents quietly removed the swastika engraved boards. 

Greene got a film camera for the bar mitzvah and just before he graduated from the University of Southern California in May 2022 almost decade later, he released his documentary “Waves Apart”, which pulls back the curtain on surfing’s supreme racism, wild Jew-baiting and historical hard-on for Nazism. 

“Surfing can be seen as a microcosm for issues like that and I think we would be doing our sport a great disservice if we ignored our own signs of darkness,” says Greene. “I think that by making a film like this, we can dispel ignorance and divisiveness, and instead promote inclusivity, community and equality for all surfers and all people.”

Many inspiring cameos, including from the world champ and backside tube riding pioneer Shaun Tomson who you may not know was Jewish, but whose own bar mitzvah gift was a trip to Hawaii.

“For me, it was a total representation of what a bar mitzvah is — it’s coming into manhood. And here I was, a young boy paddling out in a 25-foot surf in Hawaii, which was a moment for me that changed my life. I came back to South Africa, and my career and my role in surfing changed after that bar mitzvah present.”

Tomson’s own experience with the Jew-haters, interestingly enough, was limited to being called a Jew Boy in the army and not within the surf community.

Watch trailer here.