Little Shaun
9 o´clock am : „ Obtrusive alarm clock “
The „ Flying Tomato´s “ hair, ( or should I say the „ Golden Air Dog “ ? ), moves in bed. The „ Goldfinger´s “ hand falls down on the floor. Bells are ringing.
An „ Igotgold “ sign hangs on the wall. A snowboard with the typical Burton sign lies near the door under the window, „ Black Wind “…
A muscular body moves out of the bed… 19-year-old Shaun wakes up.
5 seconds later he still sits on his bed. Oh, yeah, now he knows…
He´s in a 5-star hotel in Torino and he´s a lil bit drunken because of the party yesterday. All those honey girls and the very seductive alcohol…
Now he has a stomach - ache and he doesn´t feel well, not as fit as he should, not enough for the „ Torino Winter Olympics “ at 11 o´clock.
Oh man! He´s so tired, * yawn *, but he knows that he must stand up and he should looking forward to his run at half past eleven.
9.30 o´clock am : Naked „ Golden hands in pants “
Bells are still ringing. Shaun White is still lying in his bed. Oh shit! It´s half past 9 and he must stand up. NOW!
So the muscular body shuffles slow and tired in direction of the bathroom. Shaun turns on the water in the shower, turns off his boxershorts and goes under the refreshing water.
Fuck! It´s too cold! Freezing shock! *bibber*Grrrr*
After a little cat-wash he puts on his boarder clothes : a white anorak and black trousers with white stripes, from his own, the „ Shaun White Collection “, of course always with Burton sign.
9.45 o´clock am : Snoring „ Goldfinger “
After it took 10 minutes for Shaun to take on his boarder clothes, the „ Gold Nugget “ sat down on a chair and wanted to take on his boots, but he was so drowsy…
5 minutes later the richest snowboarder on the world fell asleep while tieing his boots.
10.00 o´clock am : Shaun, awake!
„ Super good in snowboarding “ Shaun White snores peaceful and very snug on his chair, holding the shoelace of his boot in his left hand and his „ Golden Bear “ i-Pod in his right hand. The rock - music sounds very loud out of the headphones. The alarm clock is still ringing. Snoring Shaun moves perspireful on his uncomfortable chair, which is groaning very loudly.
