Groms & Dogs
It’s become a tradition every year at the Rusty Gromfest that the Rusty staff involved with making Gromfest happen have a few late arvo beers with the oldies of groms in the contest, it doesn’t help the cause when the Lennox Head pub is opposite the surf comp. I snuck in there this year for a ummmmm water and found our team manger $50 up on the pokies. Any way the groms get fed up watching their oldies down pints so us Rusty guys being worldly try and teach the groms about gambling on the dogs, yeah we could show them how to save their money, stretch routine before long flight and how to surf like us (ripping that is) but no way that’s what their parents are for we teach them about the real world and how to pick the right dog that will make you more than winning a WCT event. Super grom Jack Robbo seems to be front and center every year and this 12 year old has a real talent for picking dogs, his theory worse the name faster it runs. Well his theory hasn’t bought me a private jet actually he’s burnt a hole in our pockets, hopefully he remembers us when he is world champ and we are still hanging around the beach driving our 1974 datsuns getting paid Hungry Jacks staff wages and he shouts us a trip to the dogs. This shit will pay dividends one day.