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By Garret James on surfer.com
If you’re a regular-footed Millennial and Mick Fanning wasn’t up there as one of your favorite surfers, I’d like to know why. In those early ’00s, there wasn’t another surfer in my eyes, on tour or off, as exciting to watch. Before Mick, Myself, and Eugene had been christened White Lightning, there was Fanning The Fire, released in 2002. Faster than a cheetah, quicker than a hummingbird, and sharper than the blade of a samurai’s sword, with that WOW factor that would lead to world titles. Fanning was the shit.