Being surrounded by a few dozen kids under thirteen with access to free bananas, pickles, tasty beverages and hot dogs for three hours on a Saturday would usually result in a phone call to schedule a vasectomy by Monday morning. Not so at the Greenhorn Games. Just about the time of the year when the weather is getting nicer and I SHOULD get my ass hiking and ride real snow for a few more months but don’t feel like it anymore, I get my yearly stoke refill at the Greenhorn Games. Seriously, it’s the only contest I don’t sneak booze to if that tells you anything. Krush and the Snowboy Production fellas put on such a good show. Cheers to them and Snowboarder Magazine for running some stuff on it.