Sometimes, even if you don’t mean to, you end up rooting for the jerk. But who’s the jerk in this semi-hilarious situation in Park City where the filmer stops in the middle of a run near the terrain park and a young grom lets loose an avalanche of wet snow on the guy’s face? Then, as the dude summons the ski patrol, the young freeskier–who’ll never wear those clothes and goggles in Utah again–slyly escapes a pair of middle-aged men’s grasps. Who’s in the right? That’s hard to say. Maybe the more revealing question is, “who did you find yourself rooting for?”
