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Bells Power Rankings: 34-39

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Greg Emslie

Bells Result: 33 Previous Result: 17 ASP Rating: =29

Everything you possibly need to know about Greg “Bigfoot” Emslie can be learned by watching the seminal 1987 film “Harry and Hendersons,” backwards, while simultaneously listening to side two of Led Zeppelin IV, also backwards, while trying to snort lines of vintage angel dust cut with vintage Clark Foam dust.  Mind you, the lines must be bumped in a spiral pattern, off the vinyl record, forwards, while a friend diligently spins the record backwards, at exactly 33 1/3 rpm.  When Robert Plant sings “bustle in your hedgerow” backwards during Stairway to Heaven, you will clearly hear a satanic voice state “Bigfoot will lose to Drew Courtney in R1.”  Meanwhile, onscreen, as John Lithgow says backwards “I wanted King Kong, you brought me a goddamn giant gerbil,” you will hear a gerbil say “Not Richard Gere again!!!”

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Phillip MacDonald

Bells Result: 33 Previous Result: 33 ASP Rating: =39

The images haunt me to this day.  Yes, there is no proof.  There isn’t even a Zapruder-esque film.  But the rumors persist – Phil MacDonald sunk into a dark depression after falling off the ASP World Tour.  Facing the reality of his own post-competitive irrelevancy, MacDonald hired a media consultant who provided only one viable alternative: Ride for MacDonald’s, and ride as Ronald MacDonald.  Darkhorse Macca has never been able to rise to prominence in the States – while Ronald MacDonald is recognized by 96% of all school children in America.  Phil spurned the suggestion, with its clown makeup and wettie. He also spurned the plan to re-brand himself as a young Dr. Phil, flummoxing opponents via jovial straight-talk therapy during heats.  He chose to stay a faceless power-monger.  The Result? Two 33rds, the latest at the hands of the more marketable power-monger Taylor Knox.

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Michel Bourez

Bells Result: 17 Previous Result: 33 ASP Rating: =29

Back to this whole nickname issue: Gabe Kling is lacking, as we established yesterday.  Michel Bourez?  He’s packing, baby: goes by the nickname of The Spartan.  That’s a solid handle, whether you happen to be a gay porn star or the most promising Tahitian pro surfer  we’ve seen in a decade. Surf pundits expected big things from The Spartan at the Quikpro, but unfortunately The Spartan did not deliver.  Or rather, he delivered an eyeful of a surfing style worthy of a new nickname: The Spastic Colon.  But at Bells, the Spartan was back, demolishing Roy Powers in R1.  Yet Bourez ran into a wee bit of a problem in R2: a surfer by the name of Parko.  Michel surfed admirably, put up twin 5.83’s, but fell too many times and wilted in the face of Parko’s 9.23 highwave.

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Dustin Barca

Bells Result: 33 Previous Result: 17 ASP Rating: =29

As a child, I suffered debilitating night terrors.  I’d lash out at invisible demons, only to wake myself up screaming.  I’d sleepwalk out the front door, sneak into the house of my benevolent Godly neighbor Mr. Flanders, and piss in his coffee machine, without ever waking up.  The nightmares usually involved mutated scenes from Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom. But in my dreams, when the pagan leader tore my heart out, and showed it to me, still beating, his face would not be that of the actor in the film.  It would be the face of Dustin Barca.  That is why, to this day, nothing scares me more than this friendly, misunderstood Hawaiian with a heart of gold, who, on a completed unrelated note, is well-trained in hand to hand combat.  Tiago “Indy” Pires (who is twice the man I am) valiantly slayed Barca in R1 at Bells.

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Nic Muscroft

Bells Result: 33 Previous Result: 17 ASP Rating: =29

The ASP somewhat vaguely insists that they’re moving towards a unified ratings system (heretofore a holy grail of professional surfing, much like the unified theory of everything is the holy grail of Physics, haunting Einstein till his death). Despite this, The Power Rankings, for simplicity’s sake, will focus on the official ASP Top 45.  Meaning replacement surfers like Jay Thompson are being unfairly overlooked, and wildcards like Bells finalist Adam Robertson receive only passing mention.  Like Robertson, Nic Muscroft is a previously-unknown Victorian.  Unlike Robertson, Muscroft completely squandered his best chance at making an impact on tour.  With Nic getting a 33rd at home  (Dingo made short work of the local boy, who put up only 10.17 and never held the lead) it’s hard to imagine success coming anywhere else.

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Ben Dunn

Bells Result: 33 Previous Result: 33 ASP Rating: =39

Are the Power Rankings good for pro surfing?  Often, pro surfers suggest to me that they are NOT good for pro surfers, at least, for one simple reason: I point out the obvious.  Prior to my arrival, the obvious used to be left unsaid.  Comfortably sponsored surfers believed that their obvious shortcomings would somehow not be noticed by their sponsors.  And then I ruined everything by spelling the obvious out, and some surfers became concerned that once their sponsors read the obvious online, their careers would be jeopardized.  Ben Dunn is sadly a surfer who is hiding from the obvious: he’s as boring as a Pet Rock, and that was before he started the year with two 33rds.  Worse yet, his latest loss comes at the feet of fellow Rip Curl rider Kekoa Bacalso, who is obviously a more talented, more marketable, more interesting alternative to Ben Dunn.

Bells Power Rankings: 40-45

OK, kids.  The Power Rankings live on - on Postsurf, for now.  I'll be putting up a handful a day over the course of the next week.  Let's start with the bottom dwellers.

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Miky Picon

Bells Result: 33 Previous Result: 33 Rating: =39

Many cynics scoff that the ASP is poised on the brink of irrelevancy: a tour of tired monkeys that dance with less and less conviction despite the organ-grinding of their corporate sponsors. What has the tour come to? Where art though, AI? Why can’t we supply our best surfers with a potent cocktail of prescription and illegal drugs anymore?  Well, cynics, suck on this: under the new format, surf fans were treated to 30 steamy minutes of hardcore Frenchmen on Frenchmen action in R1:  Miky Picon vs. Tim Boal.  At times, the voyeuristic lens of pro surfing zoomed in so close that it was hard to tell whose body was whose amongst all those lithe writhing limbs.  Was that Miky Picon hitting it backside?  Was that Tim Boal caressing the face of his rival; man against sea?  Was that a bowling ball on an Al Merrick board, or were we treated to a glimpse of the Chupacabra’s dark frame? In the end it did not matter; for this was surfing through the eyes of Godard.

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Nathaniel Curran

Bells Result: 33 Previous Result: 33 Rating: =39

With a family pedigree unrivaled on tour, you’d think that Nathaniel Curran would be doing better than he is.  I mean, Surfline’s fact-checkers inform me Curran’s older brother Tim finished 6th in the world.  His even older brother Tom Curran won three world titles.  Brother Joe is a style master, cousin Lee Ann Curran is already winning WQS events… and family patriarch Pat Curran is on the shortlist for getting his face carved into surfing’s Mt. Rushmore.  Does surfing talent run in that family or WHAT?  But against Saffa blasta Davey Weare, Nathaniel only managed a 6.33 highwave with no second score to back that up.  This is a troubling fall from grace for last year’s WQS champ.  Particularly as he just squandered two opportunities in waves that suit him: right points.  It’s not like things are going to get easier for Nate at Chopes.

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Marlon Lipke

Bells Result: 33 Previous Result: 33 Rating: =39

I’ll be honest here: I don’t have anything really insightful to say about Marlon Lipke’s surfing.  He’s an extremely solid talent who is stylish, tedious, and already adept at earning 33rds.  Under the new format of terror, Lipke was given one shot at distinguishing himself against Dayyan Neve.  He contributed a pair of threes and that was all.  Should Lipke’s ASP bid not work out, he always has one final solution to fall back on: the surf camp he runs with his family in Portugal.  Maybe it’s just me, but the little Larry David voice in my head gets uneasy when Germans want to round up all the beginners and put them in their surf camp.  And yes, their website has instructions for kooks taking zee train to zee camp.

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Aritz Aranburu

Bells Result: 33 Previous Result: 33 Rating: =39

As the 33rds pile up, I become ever more confident that Aranburu should be a verb, not just a name.  What does it mean to get aranburued? Can you aranburu your bro? Is aranburuing a torture reserved for your worst enemies?  Can you aranburu a girl on the third date?  Does Chris Cote let muscular Aussies aranburu him after they consume a case of VBs together? Is it possible to aranburu someone so hard that they never walk again?  Perhaps I should just ask Aritz – he might be able to clear this up for me.  But I don’t want to bother the poor bloke.  He already bears the burden of being the Spanish Kelly Slater while also being the Spanish Ricky Basnett.  Aritz needed a 7.5 as time expired against Kieren Perrow.  He got the wave but not the score: 7.23.  It’s likely good style would have made up that .27.

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Gabe Kling

Bells Result: 33 Previous Result: injury Rating: =39

Recent research conducted at PostSurf laboratories suggest that a marketable nickname can add nearly 5 years to the career of an otherwise boring pro surfer.  For instance: who the fuck is Jason Collins? Did he play b-ball for Stanford?  Is he on the Nets or the Timberwolves or something? Is he that smug bald prick from Genesis? Is he a surfer from Santa Cruz? Who knows.  But Ratboy?  Old, irrelevant, yet still somewhat famous.  Gabe Kling’s nickname is Piggy.  Somehow Piggy hasn’t gained much traction.  Maybe Miss Piggy would stick?  Porky Pig? Babe? Spider Pig? Gabe better find a nome de pig that sticks cause his injured ass ain’t gonna find success in the ASP anytime soon.

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Luke Stedman

Bells Result: injury Previous Result: injury Rating: =39

There’s something vaguely Dickensian about Luke Stedman – perhaps if Charles Dickens were a Sydney metrosexual comfortable in the company of a young Oscar Wilde.  Like Pip in Great Expectations, Steds has been raised to a class far above his talent grade. The question is, by whom?  Pip believes his benefactor to be the fatally-nostalgic upper class Ms. Havisham, while in fact his guardian angel is the convict Magwitch.  Correspondingly, Luke Stedman believes that good’ ole fashion Aussie hard-work and a “can-do” attitude have landed him in the Top 16.  Really, in Luke’s case, Magwitch is God’s sense of irony, leaving Steds with broken toes and a 45th stamp of disapproval in the Power Rankings.