NAT YOUNG AND THE ’74 SURFABOUT. IT’S COMPLICATED

I am optimistic about professional surfing. Yes, my wobbly Twitter feed often says otherwise. When a tight world title race gets routed through feckless European beachbreaks, for instance. Or when Joe Turpel’s adenoidal phrasemaking worms into my Celexa-fortified pyramid of calm. But the new men’s world champion is under 30 and Brazilian and polarizing and mysterious and God I…