Syndicate Storms Italy: A Weekend That Belongs in the History Books

It was billed as the strongest field of women’s slalom skiers ever assembled. A bracket so loaded it made Las Vegas look like a penny slot. And out of that iron-forged crucible, one name stood when the spray settled: Jaimee Bull.

They say it’s one thing to win when nobody’s looking. It’s another to win when everybody is. And it’s another entirely to beat the GOAT herself, Regina Jaquess, with the world watching and the rope hanging at 41 off. Jaimee’s 1.5 buoys weren’t just enough — they were the exclamation mark on her third World Championship title. The kind of résumé line that gets etched in bronze, if not marble.

And if you check your calendars, you’ll notice something even more poetic—the exact same women stood on that podium in 2023, and now again in 2025. Some things never change—it’s the consistency of greatness, and Jaimee just anchored that dynasty for another two years running. 

Allie’s Almost & the Bronze That Sparkled Anyway

If you blinked, you missed it. Allie Nicholson had 39.5 off dialed in like a surgeon’s scalpel. She ran it clean, turned for daylight, and then… fate reached out a foot and tripped her at the exit gates. A fall that would make most skiers want to crawl under a towel. But the beauty of tournaments is the scorecard — and Allie still walked away with the bronze medal. Not a consolation prize. Proof that she belongs in the conversation with the very best in the sport.

The Men: Asher battling Father Time

In the men’s bracket, it looked like the script was going to get rewritten by a 43-year-old, an age when most of us retire our skis, not still stand on them. Will Asher, came out on a mission in the finals, looking the best he has all season. 39 looked like 32, and when he came back at 41 he looked like it was his. But Recetto had different plans, and Will came up just short…. 5 at 41 off. Five!  It put him in the lead, and it was the kind of performance that makes you call your orthopedic surgeon and cancel that appointment. But even that wasn’t enough when Nate Smith did Nate Smith things, and a young Canadian upstart named Charlie Ross decided to step on stage without bothering to check the guest list.

Asher walked away with third, but his skiing was ageless. Proof that talent plus fitness plus a touch of defiance can bend Father Time, if not quite beat him.

Hazelwood’s Heart & Syndicate’s Strength in Numbers

You could almost hear the groan from the dock when Rob Hazelwood hit 4 at 41 off. His personal best, tied, in a World Championship final. Fourth place never looked so much like the doorway to the next level.

And then there was the Syndicate roll call:  In addition to Jaimee, Allie, Will and Rob, we also saw veterans Jon Travers and Sacha Descuns, as well as newcomer Annemarie Wroblewski in the Finals. This was Annemarie's first World Championships, and not only did she make the finals, but the Ragin' Cajun finished a solid 6th, with 3 at 39! Syndicate jerseys were everywhere, a light blue wave that swept through the finals. More Syndicate skiers in the finals than any other brand….

The Syndicate Standard

So what do we make of it all? That the World Championships in Italy were more than just a weekend of triumphs and heartbreaks. They were a referendum. On age, on legacy, on the future of slalom skiing. And if you squint hard enough through the spray, you’ll see one name rising above the water: Syndicate.

Because whether it was Bull’s brilliance, Nicholson’s resilience, Asher’s defiance, or Hazelwood’s emergence, the thread was the same. This was a brand weekend. A Syndicate weekend. A moment when history bent its knee and said, “These are your champions.”