Surfer

From the Streets to the Streets

1991

“He smiles, he laughs, he loves to have a good time, but the backhanded slaps of the street are still there, waiting to pay back the son-of-a-bitch who made him feel so bad.”
- Steve Barilotti

Through the 1990s, there was indeed no slap on the North Shore feared more than that from Pipe commander Johnny Boy Gomes, the bruising power surfer who, at 5’9" and 200 pounds, was built

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