10/24/02-A new sport is born!
While sitting in the quiet cafeteria on Thursday afternoon, 2 of Tray boarding's founding fathers Bryan and the man know as Dub, were struck with a stroke of pure genius, to ride a tray down a flight of stairs....hopefully without breaking any bones.
10/24/02-10/25/02-Hell yeah.
Two new riders join in the fun, the fearless, (possibly insane) Glenn Murray, and fourth floor sensation Stevie D. Various trips down the stairs and 8 ft. "acid drops" without a serious injury lead the boarders to 2 conclusions-
10/26/02-A big night for the sport.
For the first time the trays are off the stairs and to the streets. Highlights of the night include grinding the top of a cement bench, and the first sucessful 50/50 on a bike rack done by none other than Jarvis (thats our special boy). Meanwhile the tray olly and pop shove it are perfected on the ground....all and all a good night.
10/27/02-Tray boarding draws first blood.
After a night of intense riding and dropping off the bike rack behind McDonald Hall. Rider Glenn Murray becomes tray boarding's first casuality. While attepting a crooked grind on the edge of a cement bench Glenn's board snapped throwing him to the ground. One onlooker is quoted saying, "Holy Shit, are you alright!" Luckly Glenn walked away with only minor brusing (well minor for us) but a serious gash to his left shin. Memorable tricks of the night include a 360 drop off the rail, kiss the rail, a rail to rail stall, and my personal favorite kiss the bike seat...in which jarvis's foot caught and he almost did a face plant into the pipe...Almost.
10/29/02-Riders are tested.
The Night started with a new possible source of boards....3 words Caf To Go. With a solid foundation of riding skill, 3 riders set out on what proves to be the best night of boarding yet, compliments of the City of East Lansing. With Glenn still on the disabled list Bill, Jarvis, and Stevie D warm up on the tryed and true rails behind McDonald hall. Accompanyed for the first time by an audience (however small) they hit the jackpot when the come across 2 50 something ft. plactic coated gas pipes along Haggadorn. After the standard 50/50 was perfected, Jarvis pushes forward without regard for his personal saftey. Mixin' it up with 50/50 to boardslide, 50/50 to pivot, pop shove it off the rail, he wows onlookers and evades injury....for now. Stevie D, a rookie to boarding sports, did suprizingly well on the pipes, he however was not so lucky, slid back and wrecked himself on the rail...another to add to the temporary disabled list. Also tearing it up, Bill added his own style, successfully bending his board to the shape of the rail, this may be an accident however.
10/29/02-Later that night
To top off the night the largest drop landed, roughly 15 feet, proved Jarvis' nerves of steel and utter stupidity. While showing off and riding the front steps of Holmes Hall, we found a new boarding/falling entusiest, Chris Pell. Once again to the others amazement Jarvis' impeccable "falling with style" philosophy shown through as he rode off a curb and fell 4 feet into a giant bush.....Oh the pictures.
10/30/02-10/31/02-Ride the Big Yellow Pipe Part II
Following a late night screening of 'Out Cold', the boarders (minus Glenn who was in Brody getting tail) took to the streets. For the first time the added element of frost slicked down pipes. Of course Jarvis pulled some big tricks (boardslide to shove it,1 footed nosepress, 50/50 to 180). Bill got the plant down just in time to Fuck his leg up again. Stevie D impressed everyone getting the most air...this however was really not what he was going for. New to the sport, Skinny, layed 'em down with the best of them, pulling not only the ol' 50/50 but an accidentally executed 1 footed bluntslide. All in all tonight was a success, we all walked back to the hall under our own power. P.S. Has anyone seen the large orange 'men at work sign' on Grandriver.....cuz we have.
10/31/02-11/01/02-A Traytastic Halloween.
After the usual holiday shenanigans the boys....again minus Glenn....grabbed their boards and took to Haggadorn just as partys were letting out and drunkness filled the streets. Drinking and tray boarding....NOT A GOOD IDEA. So anyway, this crazy tray sport is actually catching on, who da thunk it. Well those stupid city workers actually did some work and got rid of the triple pipe :-( so it was back to the single rail of doom. However today something miraclous happened...for the first time No One Wrecked Themselves. Memorable moments of the night included the debut of both a new rider, Fu Kyu and the soapped board...which tests show did absolutly nothing to improve the sport. Jarvis was laying 'em down Holmes style, and Skinny tested his rail balance. Stevie D had a couple good rides, and owes it all to the 6 pairs of pants he wore that night. Dub landed the first boardslide without cracking the tray to hell, and simutaniously rode the stairs and elluded MSU security...all and all just another day in paradise.
Ummmmm? Some time in November(it was cold).
A wise chineese fisherman once said "Chang tsu ting dong jin"...translation "Victory comes in many forms." Well today it came consealed in a hockey bag. Causing deep seeded conflict between tray boarding purists and those that know the joy that comes with wheels, "the skateboard" proved to be not the downfall but a suppliment to the sport...much to the dismay of Jarvis's wrists. The skateboard not only provide the extra adreniline Bryan longed for, but a chance for Stevie D to come up with crazy tricks for him to attempt. Highlights include pulling tricks in an 11x14 dorm room, nosesliding the pipes (of course), ollie onto the concreat bench while keeping your shins in one piece, and a lazy man's nose stall. This all paled in comparison to the Shaw Hall Leap of Faith....8 stairs of balls out fury. Luckly the stairs did not claim his balls but his wrists...Diagnosis "Holy shit dude, Hey Bill is your mom working tonight?!"
After that sometime...REBIRTH!!!
Well as always the boys each grabbed a tray and took to the streets....THIS TIME WITH GLENN...thats my special boy. Today for a change they headed west...ah the eventful night to ensue. The Wharton center provided just what the thrill seekers needed...a metal halfpipe disguised as a modern art sculpture. Well the highly fabled "Way to go gringo" valued as a lofty 1500 points according to Tony Hawk Pro Skater 3 was a formitable opponent even for the most seasoned boarder with no since of personal saftey. On to the next bone crushing obstical....Well seated between the back of a building and Liquid Nitrogen tanks (that N2 with a negitive entropy for you Briggs students) was a nice curb...and then a flash of genius...."Hey Jarvis you think you can jump that drop?"...a "whale" of a drop the ledge stood no less than 5 feet tall..."Um sure" famous last words........
Ummm still don't know...But a day that will live in infamy
Thats right a day that will live in infamy, etched into the minds of 3 boarders (one of which is lucky to be alive), a bunch of guys out smoking, and a driver who had to change his pants when he got home. Late night after a nice East Lansing rain, Stevie D, Dub, and Jarvis took the skateboard out for a spin. The 3 stumbled across a rather large hill behind Munn ice arena. Well the problem with said hill was that a path running down it curves sharply and ends right into the street...see where this is going yet? Anyway Jarvis treked up to the top and around the curve, out of view from Dub and Steve "the look outs" below. To this day it is a mystery what Jarvis thought they yelled when they warned of one last car speeding around the corner...All that was said was Stevie D and Bill-"Wait there's one more" Jarvis-"OK". Well then came Jarvis speeding down the hill barely retaining control. One witness is quoted saying "Shit he was flyin". and he was...Jarvis navigated the curve only to reach the wet pavement just as a white 2 door mass of pure evil whiped around the corner...unable to stop Jarvis darted out no more than 8 feet in front of him. Brakes screeched and pants were soiled. Jarvis ended up having to jump a curb oppisite the street and came to a stop by hitting a wall...luckly this was the extent of his injurys...as he eluded once again a trip to see Bills moms in the ER.
Last week sometime...Trayin' in a winter wonderland.
Thats right after Thanksgivin' break the boarders were welcomed back to MSU with a fresh blanket of powder. They bundled up and grabbed their boards. First order of business...general tom foolry. After sliding around for a bit the boarders set out to construct a ramp of snow down the front steps of Holmes hall...a short lived thrill, as it was dismantled and quickly as it was built. Hall authorities aside Holmes hall is the place to be. Out into the back along the best little rape trail in Michigan they built a bigger slope off a high ledge. Riding was trecherous at best. Soon joined by the origianl tray boarding groupies, and everyones favorite guy who lives next to Steve, Fu Kyu! As always this erupted into a snowball fight, Mr. Venture County obviously at a disadvantage. After a fuious volly Fu Kyu made good on his promise to and i quote "White Wash Steve"....possibly a racially charge hate crime. We sure are gonna miss you Fu Kyu :-(
12/7/02-12/8/02....Ah final denile is a wonderful thing.
After a intensive day of studying the ever expanding group bundled up and went out looking for adventure. Destination: the most polluted river this side of Nebraska (filthy cornhuskers). Our very own Red Cedar. Dub and jarvis laced up their skates. Stevie's a tray sort of guy, and as for Marissa...well i don't know. Fu Kyu wary of the phenomenon we like to call "Ice", walked uneasily onto the "natural ice" reafirming that frozen water does support his weigh...silly Californians. Playing on the frozen river turned out to be the funnest thing since running with scissors. We went up and down the river sliding around on trays and getting pushed by the skaters. Jarvis and his torpedo...good stuff. Can you say acid drop off a bridge...we can. Both Stevie D and Fu kyu planted a few down, as well as rode the steep snow covered banks. Soon we were joined buy bunch more people and some crazy guys from across the river...how a little thing like sub-zero tempatures brings people together. Once again a snowball fight ensued. Wet and cold we all filed back to the hall. Ah good movie, great friends, and bad pizza...it doesn't get much better. Such a fun night/early morning.
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