(WARNING: a whole lotta words in the following post. If you find looong posts mentally taxing or short on adventure, turn back now)
I have several yo-yos I don’t really throw…. But I would not sell…
I have both original Hspin Earthquakes sent directly from my friend Chris Kayatz. Just gotta keep those.
I might be off by a year on this one, but I think it was Worlds 2006. I hadn’t been to Worlds since 1999. Because I was pretty heavy into modding yo-yos way back when, I was talking shop a lot with guys that were in to designing yo-yos ‘alot’. One, being Mr. Kayatz.
He asked me to make my way to Worlds. He said he was coming over from Switzerland and it would be cool to actually meet in person and discuss yo-yo related stuff.
I told him I could not fit that into the program but he was determined to get me there.
Hspin put the word out that they would be making a very limited number of Black Pyros(10, I think) to be auctioned off for some fund raising cause.
He challenged me to make it to Worlds and he would personally hand me a Black Pyro the moment he saw me at the Event.
I told him what a great offer, but I just didn’t see that happening and the conversation faded into the past.
Being one of many on Team Yoyojam at the time, it was common practice to talk with Dale Bell every week about yo-yo related stuff. Several Yoyojam players were going to compete at Worlds.
Dale suggested I make it out that year so we could talk shop and also to cheer on the players.
My good friend Frank Difeo also mentioned he was going to make it and I should get on a plane and spend a few days hanging out.
As the days went on, it seemed the number of reasons I should go to Worlds was far greater than the number of things holding me back.
Next thing ya know, I’m walking around the Rosen Plaza Convention Center, meeting literally dozen of people I had never met before in person. And a good number of friends I had made at various Nationals Events already.
There were so many people in the Lobby area, it was Amazing. Whoever was tearing up the stage back then, was within the range of your eyes. A beehive of activity, indeed.
So, here I am meeting and greeting and see this one guy cutting around the small circles of people conversing and seemingly coming right towards me. I never met him in person but I knew what he looked like. Somebody said something to him and he stopped to talk for a moment.
I was distracted by something going on in the Competition room up on the stage. I asked, ‘What are they doing in there’? Somebody was spreading the word that they were auctioning off Rare Hspin Black Pyro yo-yos…… the only way you could get one. I immediately thought, ‘Wow, I could have gotten one just for showing up at this event🙀’.And then my brain caught up with reality and I thought, ‘Uh, don’t look now, but You are at this Event, lol’.
As I switch back to talking with the people in front of me, somebody steps up right in front of me.
It was Chris Kayatz. He had a big smile on his face and he said, ‘You made it. And I told you I would give you something if you made it’.
He handed me a small package, shook my hand and said we would catch up later and he went on…
The general attention seemed to shift to the Pyro auction and our group conversation sorta went on hold so people could hear the bids, etc.
At that moment, nobody was paying any attention to me, so like a little kid, I decided to see what was in the package? Well, it was a tube and in the tube was a Black Pyro😲
One of my most treasured yo-yos, but unlikely to ever be sold.
The next keeper would be my Original Silver MG yo-yo. Many years ago when Steve Brown was on Duncan(he kinda was Duncan, lol) he was traveling all over the planet promoting yo-yos.
When the MG was released, he was obviously in a perfect position to have a few at his disposal.
Steve, being the adventurous, innovative, fearless player, had zero concerns about creating love marks on yo-yos in the name of entertainment. Yo-yos bounce off things, ok. Yo-yos smack the ground,ok. A little off string with a few hundred dollar yo-yo, no problemo.
Fear was not part of Unkle Steve’s’ vocabulary.
His traveling MG bounced off things all over the World for at least a few years.
I used to tell him now and then, ‘When you decide your done beating up that silver MG, I will gladly take it off your hands’. Just a perpetual wish on my part. And time marches on…
Several years later, Steve sends me a box of ‘modder fodder’ ( misc. yo-yo parts for me to fiddle with. The box was stuffed with a whole bunch a parts. As I set the halves, etc., out on the table, at the bottom corner was a piece of cloth. I grabbed the cloth and set it on the table. I unwrapped the cloth and it was the OG silver MG! No message, no nothing. Just a well loved MG.
Seldom thrown but not for sale. One of my most treasured yo-yos.
I have a few more stories. But that’s enough I guess for now, lol…