The Rubberman Cometh

Larry Bertlemann rolled into 1974 like the wave-riding spawn of Julius Irving and Sly Stone, with a huge afro, mirrored shades, and a closet full of two-piece satin-finish tracksuits

Apart from their surfing, Jeff Hakman and Barry Kanaiaupuni, like most surfers from Hawaii, were low-key and unassuming. Both rode plain white or single-color boards. Neither had an eye for fashion. Duly taking their turn under the surf media spotlight, they came off as friendly and earnest and middle-of-the-road. This was standard operated procedure for the Hawaiians: play it cool, and let your s...

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