LiQUiFY Magazine August September 2015 | Page 30

“My reaction then was to grab my board, and put myself completely in the impact zone, get smashed to smithereens and go to shore.” Mike had dodged a bullet and had he been laying on his board instead of sitting, the results most likely would have been horrific. A few weeks later, Mick Fanning would find himself in an eerily similar position, floating in the water next to his own large great white shark and making his own split-second decisions. The difference this time would be that it was being telecast live to millions around the world. “ The last thing on my mind was, you know, having a shark ... all of a sudden I just felt something - a presence or something behind me - and that’s when I sort of jumped on my board. It just came up and went for the tail of my board, but then ... I don’t know why it didn’t bite or whatever, my board’s totally fine too - Mick Fanning We’re sure that every single person with internet access on the planet are familiar with Mick’s encounter in South Africa and have drawn their own conclusions - we’ve never seen so many keyboard experts and armchair biologists chime in on any single thing in human history. If the shark really wanted to attack Fanning, it would have. A mysterious entanglement with a curious predator was the more plausible explanation and situation, but that doesn’t diminish for a second from the reality that Mick Fanning was so close to such critical danger, and that he too dodged a bullet. The coverage of Mick’s encounter, in high definition live broadcast, presented its own agonising situation for viewers, as we were forced to wait what seemed like an eternity to finally see Mick, and Julian Wilson, on the back of jetskis and unharmed. Camera angles and some quick-thinking live switches ensured that no matter how the event played out, the world wasn’t going to see the last moments of Mick Fanning. It turns out they might have been his finest moments as he literally punched the shark into submission, or at least startled it enough to flee. It doesn’t matter what we call it, an attack, an encounter, a love bite or accident - it only matters what Mick experienced, and he can call it whatever he wants because it was him out there punching a super predator and fighting for his safety - not us. Chaos ensued for a few minutes as Mick immediately began recounting his experience to Peter Mel and a camera crew on the awaiting boat - the shark presumably still swimming around somewhere beneath them. The rest, as they say, is history. 30