Greyson Fletcher is not scared of injuries. It’s part and parcel of whatever it is that makes up many in the Fletcher clan: a willingness to send it, consequences be damned. That willingness leads to a whole lot of greatness, since, as the saying goes, you have to pay to play. Fletcher has deep pockets when it comes to paying to play at what he loves, and what he loves is shredding. “Shredding is all he knows,” writes Thrasher Magazine. After a morning in the water getting bombs dropped on his head, he heads to a backyard pool and grinds the coping until it’s red hot.
