Skate Anatomy: Bibby

My shit is minor compared to Danchak but here goes:

Head scar - 7 stitches. Was at my friends house in 7th grade. We were fucking around in the woods and saw these dudes we didn't like riding dirt bikes around. We thought it'd be funny to throw some rocks at 'em (instant bad karma). I couldn't find a good one so while I was bent over looking, my buddy tossed me one. I got up at the same time it was coming at me and caught it with my forehead. It was the most blood I'd ever seen. A week later me and a few different friends got caught by the state cops for joyriding in my friend's dad's Cherokee... at 2am on Easter morning. Karma is a bitch.

Skinned elbows and knees. Bombing a hill with Noah when we first started skating. He jumped off but I charged it. Speed wobbles, airborn, skidded on my elbows and knees for about 10 feet. Limped back to his house bleeding and The Voice cleaned my wounds and scrubbed out asphalt with a brush. Good times. Was camping with Noah shortly after that and he thought it would be funny to smack my wounds when I was trying to sleep. Yes, he's always been like that.

Hand blisters. I've been swinging the golf clubs lately after going to the driving range one night on a whim. I actually hit the ball well and was hooked. I hit some irons for the first time last night and it went pretty well. Probably going to try to play a course soon. I think it really ties in well with skating because you have to be patient and keep your form on everything. If the littlest thing is off you're fucked. McGraw we should play next time you're around so I can get some good tips.

Hand/finger arthritis. Sometimes my fingers cramp and feel all fucked. It's from typing and fucking pointing and clicking all day - kicking the Matrix's ass. It's ok though. I'll fuck Neo up.

Back scar. Caught a case of road rash at the Attleboro ghetto skatepark. Was skating down the path to the park and slid out on some sand.

Bruised tailbone. Tried to front board a small handrail at the Wedge skatepark when I was living in Scottsdale. Completely stuck and got pitched straight to the ground back first. Limped to my car and drove home. This was shortly before the D-backs beat the Yankees in the '01 World Series. Fucking Gonzo and his blooper.

Brusied Taint. Trying to frontside flip a 4 stair in the rain. My board didn't flip and just did a rocket landing on the tail and I sat right on it. Don't really like that trick too much.

Slashed Kneecap - 4 stitches. Slid out on a mach-4 BS 50-50 at the Cadillac Lounge up-ledge. Somehow did a split where my front foot stepped to the ground, but my back foot went behind me and smashed my kneecap on the corner of the ledge. I thought it was fine. George Rocha was in town skating with us and told me to lift my pant leg just to be sure. Found a nice open gash that started oozing blood right after that. Justin Kelley told me it looked like "my uterus was hanging out", then proceeded to make me wait 10 more mins before taking me to the ER. He was trying to get a FS 5-0 to FS big spin out up the ledge.

Bumpy shins. My shins are fucked, just like everyone else's I'm sure. If you catch them in the right light you can see all the scars and shit. Not related to skating, but one time when I was little I put a small hatchet into my shin trying to help my dad split wood.

Achilles Tendonitis. My right achilles is fucked too. If don't warm up enough and push just hard enough, it will be sore the whole skate session and into the next day. I read the only way to fix it is to stay off it and let it heal. Fuck that noise.