There are two things to do in Mililani. Play soccer or play baseball. Or both. At the same time. When I was a kid I worshiped the UH Rainbow Baseball Team. I begged my pops to dish out a bunch of cash to send me to the baseball clinic they hold during the summer. It was seriously one of the greatest things to ever happen to my life. I should really call my father up and thank him for it. A bunch of rain hit my old room a while back and my mom was throwing a bunch of stuff away when she came across these. An OG poly New Era hat with the entire team’s john hancock and that year’s Easter Tournament Baseball Card Set. I gave Race the Todd Takayoshi Card cause that’s his favorite. Shout out to 7-11. Musubis and Slurpees 4eva.
Here is my lone Bobby Puleo story. I met him and Justin Girard at a BBQ in Willyburg. I fanned out a little. Told Bobby I had that one Mad Circle deck with the yellow and turquoise. He couldn’t remember and didn’t really care. I told him that I had interned at Santa Cruz Skateboards for a bit and he got all worked up. Said he had love for SC growing up, but currently they were “sailing in a sea of garbage”. It was awesome to hear Bobby say quotable shit like that live. CJ did some work for him at Traffic. I actually played phone tag with Bobby when I dropped of some shit for CJ. He was real. I still think about how much style he has. Dude is was passionate about his shit. BP forever.
