The Magic players have vowed not to shave until the playoffs are over, but what about you, Magic fans?

Are you man enough to grow a beard?

It’s time to turn the City Beautiful into the City Beard-Is-Full.

Be beard or be weird.

Do not think this is just about creating chemistry and camaraderie within the Orlando Magic locker room.

No, there is more than just symbolism to the Magic players growing playoff beards as they ready for their chase to the championship. There is a mystical machismo that grows within your heart as whiskers grow upon your face.

If you don’t believe it, just listen to the words of a couple of local barbers at Supermen Fades to Fro’s Barbershop in Eatonville.

“A beard can give a man confidence,” says Reggie Jones, the owner of the shop where Dwight Howard and other Magic players have been known to frequent.

“A beard,” says barber Chris Hammonds, “is what says a man is a man’s man.”

Since the beginning of time, the beard has represented virility and masculinity. As it says on the opening page of the website Beardly.com: “A man doesn’t grow a beard; a beard grows a man.”

Says Magic forward Ryan Anderson, whose beard is one of the most impressive on the team: “The beard is nature. It’s the caveman living by the law of the land, hunting and killing animals for a living.”

No question about it, scruff is tough. All you have to do is flip back through the pages of history and you will understand that the beard represents male pride and power.

Old Greek proverb: “There are two kinds of people in this world that go around beardless — boys and women — and I am neither one.”

Old Arab proverb: “A woman with a beard looks like a man. A man without a beard looks like a woman.”

Wrote William Shakespeare, the bard of the beard: “He that hath a beard is more than a youth, and he that hath no beard is less than a man.”

Is it just coincidence that Shakespeare, perhaps the greatest writer of all time, wore a beard? I don’t think so. Not when you do some research and realize many of the greatest men in history chose to beard up.

The greatest American president, Abraham Lincoln, wore a beard and so did the greatest American writer Ernest Hemingway. The greatest Beatle (John Lennon) wore a beard as did the greatest fictional character (Santa Claus).

Doesn’t matter your politics or religion, beards are boss. Both generals in the Civil War – Ulysses S. Grant and Robert E. Lee – wore beards. And so did two of the greatest religious figures – Jesus Christ and Muhammad – the world has ever known.

Indeed, the Bible says, “You shall not round off the hair on your temples or mar the edges of your beard.”

Even though the Magic have vowed to let their whiskers grow, I’m not so sure they fully comprehend the enormous power of the beard.

Magic coach Stan Van Gundy has said he would rather his players eliminate turnovers instead of eliminate shaving.

“What matters is what happens out on the court,” Van Gundy says.

“You still have to go out and play,” says Magic GM Otis Smith, who, by the way, has the best beard on the team. “Great people in history who had beards would have been great even without their beards.”

Beard blasphemy, that is.

Magic player Dwight Howard has the makings of a goatee sprouting on his chin, but he doesn’t seem to be fully embracing his new look. He says he feels more confident without a beard than with one and hints that most women like him with a baby face.

Dwight obviously needs to start dating women like the late country comedienne Minnie Pearl, who once said: “Kissing a man with a beard is a lot like going to a picnic. You don’t mind going through a little bush to get there!”

The same could be said about winning an NBA championship.

Cheer the beard.

Fear the beard.

Revere the beard.

It starts now, Orlando.

Not just with the team, but with the fans.

Hey, all you clean-shaven men out there, are you ready to get on the beard bandwagon or not?

If you are a true Magic fan, it’s time to show it – and grow it.

Grow one like this shit bag.

Stan you look like a porn star, do work with that stache

It has been almost 10 years since we have been emptying my pool and riding it in the Florida winters. Its still amazing, new shit has gone down every year, and so many thanks to everyone who has ridden it, stopped by with beer, or partied at the bottom. This night was no different. Keg, tons of food, and Hey Man laying face down with a handle of the cheapest whisky care of Brumlow. The costumes came out and everyone took it to the T-Pain app.

Last night I kissed it good by for the year, the hose is on and running full blast. With the rain the next few days it will be filled in no time and off to the season of swimming.

Thanks everyone who came out and a big hand shake to Dave for the paint job, that shameless Deco. logo is going places son. Another sesh in 2012, the year of the end of the world…get ready. -Chad

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Matt Coplon had this to say about the Salad bowl jam, he throws some sweet events and this one is special cause you can feed your fat ass and make it bigger. Stay on top of that ass.

On April 9th, I’m organizing the “Salad bowl Jam” at the Skatepark of Tampa. The event will go down solely in the bowl, which, I would argue, is one of the best wooden bowls in the South.
Come out, shred the bowl (enjoy riding in Florida before it gets brutally hot) and possibly win some gift certificates from one of our many local restaurants/sponsors. -Matt

If you don’t know about the Casselberry trails, then you don’t know shit. If you wanna crash course, hit up these few links, check them out and study the videos as well. We are gonna quiz you.

HFK site and all the videos you need to study

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This was personally one of my favorites. But there is too many to choose. So check the flyer below and make sure you stop on out and get what you need to get at the trails house…

Casselberry trail jam | Light yourself on fire show. from Gregory Smee on Vimeo.

Look at all the sponsors, even lawn care is sponsoring this son of a bitch. Get this on your schedule.

Here is another flyer for our friend out in Cali doing the 1st annual April Fools Games. 1st annual doesn’t make any sense, but we love these guys and what they do. They have houses where you can stay kinda like a really laid back camp setting up in the mountains. The inside park our course is by far the best use of space I have ever ridden. If your anywhere near the Sanctuary, get in and tell Waylon whats up…They will go out of their way to help and make sure your visit is amazing. I posted two edits from our Profile trip out that way. Fuck I need to make it back…Holla, party, repeat…

Profile North Cali Edit from Chad DeGroot/Deco. on Vimeo.

Profile Cali Pool trip from Chad DeGroot/Deco. on Vimeo.

Quicky is a new feature I’m going to try and start firing out here on the regular. It’s basically an interview, but straight to the point of “what are you up to” with no real extra non-bmx related questions that I’ll mix in with the regular interviews. I figured I’d start these off with the one and only Chad DeGroot. Anyone who knows Chad knows that he’s a definitely a little kooky, but awesome. He gets himself into some ridiculous situations and has some of the best stories ever. Chad also always has something going on. I figured it would be a good time to check in with him and see what’s new and try and light a fire under his ass to get another Baco contest going. Check out what he had to say…

http://www.bmxunion.com/blog/blog/quicky-chad-degroot/

This edit has some Mesh clips, RIP Mesh Skatepark. Also for those who haven’t seen me ride some flat, there is a clip. There you go. So with the Packers winning the Super Bowl 45, I figure I would give you some winners as well. I can’t sit on this edit any longer. Enjoy and holla my way.

Go Packers, holy shit they did it. My head still hurts. But not as bad as any Steelers fans, their heads will hurt for a whole year knowing they lost the big one to cheese heads. Good game…Big Money.

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We decided to make a trip up to Gainseville to ride a new public skatepark and meet up with Matt Coplon  to shoot an ad.

Most of the time if your in the area Jason Levy will sense there is BMX going on in town and find you. He has a weird gift to guess numbers, rub metal smooth, and is currently writing a science fiction novel.

DIG magazine decided to give Jason a full page in issue #79 that just came out.

Dolecki picked out some of the best quotes and interview questions for the mag, but this video is the Uncut version at almost 45 minutes long. If you don’t know Jason, get to know him. Sit down, crack a beer, pop some pills, smoke some drugs, and learn something about the only man in BMX to have ever tried a 180 roof to roof gap while shooting a gun.

Jason Levy Uncut from Chad DeGroot/Deco. on Vimeo.

Don’t forget to check out his 2nd place finish in Aspire video contest.

Ever had a really good ass cup of coffee? Chad has. Every day. Drinks it like water. To celebrate, why not make some components that resemble a fresh cup of joe with just the right amount of cream and sugar?

Here is Degroot’s new coffee color way available now!

-Classic Profile mini hubs in RHD only.
-Acoustic stems in 48mm.
-Spline drive sprockets in 25t.


www.profileracing.com for more info or ordering
(Photo of degroot nosewheelie on ledge)
Photo by James Covington.

Drink up. Cheers.

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Mat is always getting around, traveling and doing sessions at skateparks. He has recently been fiddling with a camera to get some footy for the site. Much appreciated.

Not exactly the United video, but I really don’t give a shit. This is showing Mat doing what he does on a daily basis.

We sent him a Flip cam so the footy is going to get better for sure…and with how much he is traveling, the new edit is coming along sweet.

Please leave a comment below with bashing or compliments. Were going to be changing the comment process on the bottom really soon, so get your digs in now. Or leave your web address for Kim Kardasians ass video.

Holla.

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So I get a call just a week ago about a commercial in Miami, good money, one day tops. This is a no brainer since its wifey’s birthday. Chill in South Beach and shoot a wild ass commercial. Well I committed to it without all the info… and then wifey had to stay home with the kids and school work.

The night before I was to leave, my body kinda froze up and made me feel like I was getting sick. No sore throat, just body ache from hell. Then I get the call that I need to be there at 1pm the next day, which is a day early. We negotiate the rate again and now the deal is getting sweeter. So I wake up the next morning and can’t move. It takes everything in my  body to just get out of bed and shower. Usually after a hangover that helps. Well this time I am not hungover, just dying. Sit in bed, sit on the couch, in bed, on the couch. The time is getting really close when I have to leave or I will be late seeing as its a 3 hour drive to Miami. I can’t do it. This is the worst I have ever felt in my whole life. Somehow I get in my van and figure with the windows down some fresh air will fix this. Lets just say I stopped 3 times and was ready to pray, was even searching for a medic at one wayside plaza. I had the heat on most of the time. That is weird since it was hot as hell outside as well. I really thought is was over. Then I get the call, “Hey Chad where are you?”. Shit, I told them a car accident was stalling me. Then I actually ran into 4 of them. Some dude, or a really ugly lady was slung off a motorcycle and laying on the cement in the middle lane of the highway. It just happened. Fuck. All this while I am talking to my contact lady. I tell her I will be there asap, traffic is nuts. This wakes me up, makes me pin it and fucking fly down the highway till the next person with a flat tire parking in the middle lane stops traffic. Florida drivers are unique for sure.

So I finally get there and my partner for the shoot, Jerry Peel, is riding around aimlessly. I stop him and ask if he is late to, he says ya, but he is looking for his wallet. He put it in a safe spot on top of his car, if you can guess you know what happened. Guess he looses his wallet all the time so I have no sympathy. It will happen more times…fuck it.

We go up to our location and its on the 15th floor downtown office building. There are desks, copiers, all the shit  in an office. I asked what we would be doing. They said what can you do? “We can ride the desks and knock shit over.” They are really excited now. Keep in mind this whole office was assembled the night before, all the shit is props…office props. They filled a whole fucking huge ass floor with fake office shit for us to run over and jump on. How sweet is this? Well it would if I could function. My temperature is still going up and down and there is no energy. Then the producer says “lets do a run through.” It took everything I had, but then I started feeling better as I was jumping on desks, hitting my head on the drop ceiling, sending files and computer screens all over as I crash into shit. I thought Jerry was going to go through the window when he tried to 180 off this desk. When he turned out he slammed the wall and bumped into the window.

They loved our shit and it was a wrap for the day.

Our hotel was right on south beach. Some swimsuit model was in the lobby, super tall bitch, and the hotel was real nice…all white everything. So things are looking good for a good night. Then my body starts freaking out again. So I just ate some soup on room service and crashed, lame night. What’s wrong with me?

As we get to the shoot they tell us we need  to shave our heads to fit the mohawks on. Some sweet talking and our checks get bigger to just cut our hair. Hours to cut hair and put on some crappy mohawk from special effects dudes. Then we go to the shoot. Most of the lights go out just as we get there, so I relax. End up sitting down in some juice or some shit. My ass is soaked and they have to dry my ass before we shoot cause there are close ups and to see me with a wet ass would mean I shit myself. The whole staff is laughing at this, but what am I to do. Fuck up their shoot cause I have swamp ass? I got lucky cause it took awhile to get the lights back on and were good to go, ass and all.

The first scene is us in the lobby on waxed floors, it was like ice skating. They wanted us to ride flat, avoid the security, and fuck with them a bit. So we took their hats, rode around, and the producers yelled CUT. We must have done this for 3 hours. I fucked up two takes cause when the elevator doors were opening, we were suppose to ride out really fast. The door opened, well not all the way, and I shouldered the door and almost flipped over. Did this twice then they must have said fuck this…CUT.

We did the same shit for another 5 hours upstairs in the office. Jump on desk, ride off desk, jump on desk do a backwards nose wheelie, 180 off desk, crash some files and send them. All of this in a tight ass suit and 10 inch mohawk that keeps hitting the ceiling every time we jump on a desk.

In the end, the producers were pretty sweet dudes. The staff really liked us and clapped when we were done riding saying that we did really good and it was fun to watch. Fuck ya were fun to watch. Ride a bike where it isn’t suppose to be, that shit is really fun to watch, shit, try doing it. Anyways, video will be done in a few weeks and they are sending me a copy. Will get it post up as soon as I get it.

So I am feeling pretty good by now, ready to drink and enjoy the South Beach life on a Saturday night. Hang out with some swimsuit models, some gay dudes, and possibly go back to the set tomorrow and ride my bike on a Mercedes and break the windshield. Yes, they mentioned riding the next day doing a stunt wrecking a car. But wifey has her birthday in a few hours. So I make the trek home to be close to my wife. Happy Birthday.

Here is one of their commercials for XXL in Norway. Good shit.

This is a Pano from the 15th floor where we shot all day. Downtown Miami view.

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Here is the fake office, it was fun sending shit. They had people to pick the shit up and put it back so you could do it again and again.

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Had to get a quick shot in the sky deck lobby. This floor was like ice. Flizzzzaatland son.

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Rooftop lounge at our hotel that I missed out on cause my body was junk.

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Lady cutting my hair flew from norway and sucked ass. I had to grab the clippers and do it right. She stopped and left it like this. If only it was OK to punch a girl.

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They used real human hair and a fuck ton of wild cream to make this stand up.

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Skydeck location, suit, mohawk, posse and extras ready for the shoot.

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Jerry getting interview behind the scenes. The filmer said he got my clip coming out of the elevator, or crashing out of the elevator. So that will be in the bonus and making of this commercial. Can’t wait to see my face slamming into the door…

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