My dad got me a huge board when I was little. He loves to surf. He suited me up and sent me out on this huge wave. I went under, and when I came out and the board hit me in the face. So I said, I never wanted to do this again. I stayed away until I was 13.

Generally, I'm a pretty mellow guy.

I think fans can tell if you just slap a skateboarder on a game - you can't fool kids.

I've always been under the impression that it would be such a bummer to be in a peaceful place like Hawaii or the tropics and be stressed about catching waves.

When I went pro at 13, I had plenty of sponsors that give me endorsement deals and stuff like that.

You know the best thing about competition? There's this whole strategy game, and when it all works out its like solving that hard math equation. You finally get the answer and you're so happy.

I've got to stand up for the sport.