Man, that shit’s impossible

I caught the last half hour of a personal favorite last night - Riding Giants. If I haven’t sung the praises of this documentary on the blog or to you personally before, consider yourself on notice. Riding Giants chronicles the history of big wave surfing by profiling three individual surfers – Greg Noll, who brought about a renaissance for surfing in the 1950s, Jeff Clark, who discovered the treacherous Mavericks in California, and Laird Hamilton, the greatest surfer of today, and possibly all time.

Philly snarkily suggested that I have a crush on Laird Hamilton, but it’s really Greg Noll who captured my heart. The foul-mouthed surfer dude had a certain Vince Vaughn air back in the day. And he’s still foul-mouthed today, though quite a bit older. When he sees a magazine cover of Laird surfing a ridiculous wave in Tahiti, Greg says, “Man, that shit’s impossible.” It’s a funny moment. Though I must say, that Laird Hamilton and Gabrielle Reese make a very beautiful couple and their children are probably imbued with ridiculous athletic talent and good looks. Mia and Nomar, Stephie and Andre’s kids got nothing on the Reese-Hamiltons in the looks department.

Anyway, I highly recommend.