"A wounded bird that didn’t know where to beat its wings, an immutable sadness masked by vivacity…"
Oowee, it’s been seven years since Chas Smith made a documentary on the four-time world champ Lisa Andersen, the gal whose surfing made most male shredders look they were using orthopaedic aids.
It wasn’t an easy ride for the Cardiff-based writer and director, trawling through hours of Lisa Andersen’s ex-boyfriend videos of the pair, mowing through editors, navigating the conflicting approaches of his v Roxy’s, deadlines that existed in only an ephemeral form, Smith getting his nourishment almost entirely from soft drinks, and a budget that quickly evaporated as Smith spent American dollars as if it were Italian lire.
Now, that same surfer, that same icon, the almost fifty-five year old Lisa Andersen, has listed a “big part” of her surfboard collection. Andersen would prefer a whale with a brick of cash buying ’em all but, if necessity demands it, will negotiate with minnows seeking one or two boards.
In January, Lisa Andersen, who became the face of clothing giant Roxy in 1993 one year before her four-pack of world titles and who is credited with popularising boardshorts for women, was exited from the famous brand.
Among a roll call of surfing greats commenting on the sudden termination, Pottz stood out with the forthrightness that made him a beloved member of the WSL broadcast roster.
“I saw this coming years ago, why do you think I disappeared from something we helped build. Surfing or should I say pro surfing is dead. So sad.”
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She doesn’t know that surfboard collectors are old men with zero to no nostalgia for ASP women’s heroes from the 90’s does she.
I need about tree fiddy
She sick of looking at all them roxy stickers..
Perhaps too serious, but after watching How Surfers Get Paid, does she own them? Selling on behalf of Britt?
How is she gonna sell them without listing the volume?
Chas tube dodged all the questions he should have asked. He avoided “trouble”
The best part of clicking on “The result,….” link is the back and forth between BazzaBitch and Ben Marcus.
What exactly did Pottz disappear from that he helped build?
The booth
Nothing a missed by no one.
Coming soon to a Wahoo’s fish tacos near you.
tacos de lisa. always fresh.
Bunch of used thrusters with suspect glass jobs no laps resign edges and shity fin boxes , ill give you 250.00 for the lot , as long as you scrape the wax of em.
Speaking of pro surfing being dead, was just checking out old fish tales vids. Imagine something like that today? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-LxpQY7llyo
Has Chas worked with her to shop a screenplay of her life story?
How many lts? Any creases or repairs? I can pick up between 2 and 2:15 three Wednesdays from now or can meet half way?
Why are you selling them? Are you firm on the price? Would you take $225 for the orange one?
Kid was into it for a couple weekends last summer but ever since I got him that VR set it’s just sitting in garage. Only been in the water once or twice. One scratched up spot on the nose where he jammed it in the sand and hit a shell. Has an ankle velcro tube thing attached if you want it. Meet in Lowe’s parking lot?? I’ll be in the Tesla.
It’s a little too small for me. Works great though (It sucks)!
It’s a long way to the top if you want to Rock and Roll! It’s a long way Down to….
Do they come with fins?
Are any scratch and sniff ?
Legend of legends…hottie of hotties.
she put us all thru nursing and doctorate schools and is off curing the world. we’re waking it…surfing put on hold!
Perhaps Dirk could buy them for Natasha…
Dirk don’t surf.
Nor does Natasha
(or 99.99% of all surfboard collectors, and surfleague owners)
So it’s a perfect match to boost her woosl’ness’…