I love watching the photographers at contests, they’re like sharks, these guys. Every time I see Chris Ortiz the theme song from Jaws starts playing in my head. They feed on tricks, and they don’t like to share. I’ve seen photographers purposely bumping into each other at the bottom of a rail just like they would if they were in the NBA, scrambling around under the basket trying to get a rebound. I’m thinking about getting in the mix later with my computer and doing some blogging from ground zero. “I’m here, reporting live from the landing pad of [insert obstacle name here].” It might read a little better being right in the middle of the action. I’m not sure if I’ll follow through with it, though. I’m a little worried that Ortiz might try to bite me or something.