Here is a fact that should be impossible: a man who has ollied over a Ferrari, kickflipped above active subway tracks in Harlem, and switch-flipped into the fountain at Washington Square Park got taken out by a stranger on a bicycle. Not on a halfpipe. Not attempting some death-wish gap over a staircase in Lower Manhattan. On a flat, sunlit Parisian street, pedaling slowly toward breakfast.

The Morning Of

It was late June 2024, and Tyshawn Jones was doing what Tyshawn Jones does between sessions: existing at the exact intersection of skateboarding, fashion, and global cool. He’d attended the Louis Vuitton Menswear Spring/Summer 2025 show at La Maison de l’UNESCO days earlier. His second signature shoe with Adidas, the Tyshawn II, had just dropped at $100. He was in Paris for Go Skateboarding Day and pre-Olympic events, riding a rented bike alongside his Adidas team manager, a German executive named Jascha Muller. His skateboard sat in the front basket, and he was gripping it with his left hand to keep it from bouncing out, which meant he was riding slowly and a little unevenly.

A French cyclist riding nearby did not appreciate the pace. According to Jones’s own account, given months later on The Breakfast Club, the man began riding alongside them, getting in their way, hurling insults. Jones’s manager looked at him and said, “Please, Tyshawn, no.” Jones looked back at the aggressor. “Get out of my face,” he told him, “or it’s going to be an issue.”

What happened next was premeditated and precise. The man rode ahead, pulled to the side of the road, waited, and timed his move. As Jones approached the intersection, the cyclist lunged and kicked the bike out from under him. Jones hit the pavement. The attacker fled on what Jones later described as a throttle-assisted bike that “went like 50 mph.” Muller, riding behind with his phone out, captured the entire thing on video. “You alright?” he said on camera. “I got it on camera.”

The Tape Goes Everywhere

Jones asked Muller to AirDrop the footage right there at breakfast. He posted it himself. Within hours, the clip was on TMZ, across every skate forum, and ricocheting through online communities that had never heard of Tyshawn Jones. The takes came fast and ugly.

A vocal contingent called him soft for not retaliating. Cycling enthusiasts were split: some understood the frustration of being stuck behind an erratic rider, while others called the kick “a purely selfish bit of vigilantism from someone experiencing road rage.” Commenters who’d visited Paris used the clip to relitigate every pickpocketing and petty-crime story they’d ever collected. One person who’d lived in the city for a decade pushed back, noting they’d never once seen someone kicked off a bike, though they conceded it “probably happens a lot more to tourists unfortunately.” The quip that Parisians are “the New Yorkers of Europe” made the rounds.

Jones, for his part, initially promised to return to the same intersection “same time, same hour, right on the dot.” Muller talked him down. Jones posted an Instagram story: “Jascha Muller said be the bigger man smh.”

Before Paris

To understand why this moment landed so hard, you have to know where Jones came from. Born in Manhattan on Christmas Eve, 1998, he split his childhood between New Jersey and the Bronx. His mother gave him $60 for a Kryptonics board from Target. He got hooked playing the video game Skate with his brother and uncle at age 10, then started skating for real in Hackensack before moving back to Soundview and committing fully.

By 2011, at roughly 12 years old, he’d met Jason Dill, founder of Fucking Awesome, in New York City. Supreme’s Ty Lyons saw a clip and invited the kid to the Lafayette Street store. Jones appeared in Supreme’s 2014 video cherry, directed by Bill Strobeck. He co-founded Hardies Hardware with Na-Kel Smith that same year and signed with Adidas.

In 2018, at 19, he released his part in Supreme’s BLESSED and won Thrasher’s Skater of the Year, the highest honor in street skating, presented by legendary editor Jake Phelps. He won it again in 2022, the year he left Fucking Awesome to launch King Skateboards. The December 2022 Thrasher cover showed him doing a 360 flip over the subway tracks at the 145th Street Station. He is, by any measure, one of the most accomplished street skateboarders alive.

And then a guy on a motorized bike kicked him onto a road in the 16th arrondissement.

What Came After

The Paris trip turned out to be a fault line. By September 2024, Supreme terminated Jones’s contract, alleging he’d breached his exclusivity agreement by wearing Marc Jacobs in an August photoshoot. Court filings later revealed that Supreme had been paying Jones $1 million annually, roughly $83,333 per month, to “exclusively wear a Supreme branded top, pants, and underwear every day.” If he wore a hat, it had to be Supreme. The contract, renewed in February 2024, had doubled his compensation alongside a renewed commitment to exclusivity.

Jones saw it differently. In May 2025, he filed a $26 million lawsuit in Manhattan Supreme Court, alleging wrongful termination and defamation. He claimed that Supreme executives, including founder James Jebbia, had told people in the fashion and skateboarding industries that he’d been “kicked off” the team for bad behavior. The allegation carried a bitter echo of Paris: another blindside, another kick, another story that looked different depending on who was telling it.

By February 2025, Pharrell Williams had named Jones a “Friend of the House” at Louis Vuitton. The press release praised his “commitment to authenticity.” That same month, he appeared on The Breakfast Club and told the full Paris story for the first time. Host Charlamagne Tha God admitted the bike-kick headlines were literally how he’d first heard of Jones.

The Origin Nobody Expected

There is something almost mythologically perfect about it. A kid from the Bronx builds an empire on fearlessness, on conquering the most hostile concrete in the world, and then the moment that introduces him to millions of people who don’t know a kickflip from a heelflip is the moment he’s at his most vulnerable. Pedaling slowly. One hand on his board. Looking the wrong way at an intersection in a foreign city.

The incident didn’t diminish Tyshawn Jones. It refracted him. Skate fans who’d followed his career since cherry saw a human being where they’d built a myth. People who’d never touched a board saw a guy get cheap-shotted and handle it with more composure than most of us would manage. And the fashion world, already circling, saw someone whose cool didn’t crack even when he was literally knocked to the ground.

Jones told the New York Post about his Supreme dispute: “I have a duty to myself and my career, and feel a responsibility to the next generation of skateboarders to stand up for what is right.” He could have been talking about the lawsuit. He could have been talking about Paris. He could have been talking about the whole ride, from Soundview to the Champs-Élysées, that led him to this strange, sprawling second act.

The guy on the motorized bike never came back. Tyshawn Jones never stopped moving forward.