Does a wave like Desert Point get old? Danny Fuller, Ellis Erickson and Betet Merta say absolutely not. The trio scored Deserts at its finest and each man put his own unique twist on it. Danny, the lone goofyfooter, uses his forehand advantage to toy with the savage perfection. Ellis rides a board that appears to have been designed by an LSD-muddled mind from a bygone generation and he rides it in a similar vain — how about that double arm stall at :58? And Betet just wants to get really deeply barreled. All three men succeed at their respective duties and after three minutes and twenty-six seconds we agree. A wave like Desert Point does not get old.