You’ve gotta respect a man who speaks his mind, and Freddy P. doesn’t stutter. Nope. He’s got a way with words and that smiley charisma that lets him mostly get away with the envelope-pushing phrases that exit his mouth, so we were excited to sit down with him for a minute on the North Shore. Turns out, keeping a bald head shiny requires a solid BIC-ing every two days, happiness is single-ness, and Freddy’s keen on putting the “pro” back in pro surfer.
“If you’re gonna be a fucking idiot, then you’re in the wrong sport.”
You heard it here first. Meet Freddy P.