Sam Watson Loves Thayne Rich
Thayne Rich and I have known each other since we were 9 or 10 years old, I can’t exactly remember. Both being Salt Lake City natives, we met through playing little league soccer. I’m sure everyone out there has or had that one friend growing up that was just good at everything. Good at skateboarding, soccer, dirt jumps on the bike, unicycling. Well, that was Thayne. He was undeniably talented at whatever he was doing, and it was equal parts frustrating and motivating for myself and our other grom compadres. There was a time in the winter, probably around sixth grade, when I was at the local sled hill on a golf course near our houses. Some kids had built what seemed at the time a massive jump and they were hitting it on skis. Thayne was there with some older kids that were all trying to hype each other up to do a backflip off it. After quietly eyeing the jump while the older kids deliberated, Thayne dropped in and tried it before any of the older kids, laying out a perfectly rotated laid-out flip and stomping it.