Denver Supercross Experience 2025

Written by Kenedy Rae | KRX Media | June 2025

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The Main Events: Where Champions Are Made

Denver, Colorado: Even before the first gate dropped, the whole night felt electric.

By the time the mains rolled around on the evening of May 4th, 2025, the stadium was pulsing. The sun was long gone, the flames from opening ceremonies had faded into smoke, and the dirt—rutted, rough, and unforgiving—was ready to tell the final chapter of the night.

This is where everything leads: the Main Events. The races that define the championship. The ones that stick with you long after the lights go out.

The energy shifted from hype to tension. Riders weren’t just lining up to compete—they were lining up to make statements, settle scores, and chase titles. In the tunnel, silence. On the gate, stillness. And then—chaos.

If you missed the build-up—the heat races, the LCQs, the carnage and the comebacks—click here to read the post before this one. But if you’re ready for the climax, the crashes, the heartbreak, and the glory—welcome to the main events.

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250 Main Event: The Young and the Fearless

When the gate dropped for the 250 Main, the night air cracked like a lightning bolt.

The gate dropped, and it was Cole Davies, number 100, who snapped into the lead with laser precision. Clean start, clean lines, and clean air ahead. He carved the opening lap like he belonged there—because he did. Behind him, teammate Michael Mosiman, running the 93 plate, tucked in early, running protective and poised, keeping pressure on Davies through the first five laps. And just behind them, lying in wait, was number 38, Haiden Deegan—calculated, aggressive, and clearly on a mission.

The early laps felt like a chess match at 50 mph. Davies looked smooth, almost effortless, checking his lines, staying focused. Mosiman kept him honest, but eventually began to fade, and Deegan seized the moment. With the crowd buzzing and elbows tightening in the pack behind them, Deegan moved into second. Still, Davies held strong. Lap after lap, he stayed composed—like he could taste it.

And then, with just two laps to go, the air shifted.

Coming into a tight corner, Deegan dove inside with relentlessness. In a move that would ignite the entire stadium in gasps, he made contact—pushing Davies off the track and onto the ground. The crowd erupted—not in cheers, but in boos, gasps, and disbelief. Davies, who had led every lap, struggled to get his bike upright for nearly 30 seconds, stuck in the soft edge of the berm. By the time he rejoined the race, he had fallen back to fifth, crossing the finish line with a heartbroken shake of the head.

Deegan took the win, but the celebration was fractured—loud, yes, but polarized. Cheers clashed with boos that echoed like thunder through the stadium. Fans rose to their feet, thumbs pointed down, some in disbelief, others flat-out furious.

Then came the words that would pour gasoline on the fire.

“Yeah, first of all, I wanna congrats Cole, he’s been riding really good and [with] two laps to go, I wanted that win baby, I was gonna do anything for it.”

“This means a lot to me ’cause people doubted me all the way. They tell me I was all hype coming into Supercross and Motocross—and they’re just mad I’m him. And they gotta deal with it. And if you don’t like it, you can suck it, honestly.”

It wasn’t just the words—it was the timing of them. The roar from the grandstands was deafening—but not in support. Deegan stood in the spotlight, grinning like a villain in a movie, soaking in a stadium that didn’t know whether to love him or light torches.

Later, in the post-race press conference, Deegan doubled down:

“As much as I am friends with Cole and stuff—when it’s race time, and this is [for] 500 grand, like this is a new Lambo. I got a lot on the line for myself. It’s two laps to go—if you wanna win, you take the shot. That’s what I was raised to do, was win on a dirt bike and I’m going to take the shot if it was there and he left the door open.”

“If you really watch it back, it wasn’t a horrible dirty move. I just kinda tapped him. He went over the berm and it’s a little unfortunate. It looks like he got stuck, and I was like ‘There’s no way he’s stuck.’ And I’m like, ‘I’m gonna win the championship right now.’ It’s kinda crazy to me. Obviously, it’s not the way you want to win it, but it’s racing, that’s how it goes, and [I] will definitely do anything to win.”

Cole Davies, when asked about the incident, kept it short—stoic, professional, and with a maturity beyond his years:

“I shouldn’t have put myself in that position.”

That’s all he said. No blame, no excuses. Just the quiet heartbreak of someone who knew he had the win—until he didn’t.

Denver – 250SX West Main Event Top 5 Results

1. Haiden Deegan
2. Julien Beaumer
3. Garrett Marchbanks
4. Jordon Smith
5. Cole Davies (Holeshot)

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450 Main Event: The Kings of the Stadium

The final gate drop of the night exploded like a shotgun. Malcolm Stewart, #27, launched out of the gate with purpose—blasting into the lead and throwing the stadium into a frenzy. It was a moment the fans had been waiting for: Malcolm, out front, dancing the rhythm section with that signature flow. But before the first lap was even in the books, Cooper Webb, #2, made his move.

Webb wasted no time—snatching the lead with precision, leaning low in the bowl corners and locking the rest of the field behind him. Stewart, shuffled back, watched as Chase Sexton, smooth and surgical, made an aggressive inside pass to take second. From that moment on, it was a hunt.

Sexton was laser-focused—hitting marks, tightening lines, gaining inches with every lap. The tension built lap by lap until he saw his moment and went all in, diving in on Webb with a pass that left no room for hesitation. It wasn’t dirty—but it wasn’t gentle either. Sexton nearly took Webb out during the pass, but both riders held on and continued the race. Once out front, Sexton held onto first until the end. He turned the throttle like he was painting a statement across the Denver skyline.

“I felt on today,” Sexton said after the checkered flag. “And you gotta win on those days.”

Behind him, Webb held second, but something felt different—he wasn’t fighting for the lead. Not quite conservative, but not desperate either. As Sexton stretched the gap, the battle behind him closed in. Justin Cooper and Malcolm Stewart, 3rd and 4th, smelled blood in the final laps. They reeled Webb in, closing the margin corner by corner, but Webb dug deep and held his line. It wasn’t flashy, but it was effective.

As the laps ticked down, I decided to take a different shot — literally. I dialed in a slower shutter and started chasing blur, leaning into the motion and uncertainty. What I captured wasn’t tack-sharp perfection — it was raw movement, electric speed, and the streaking emotion of a main event under lights. These frames aren’t conventional, but they’re some of my favorites from the night. They feel like racing. What do you think of shots like these? Let me know in the comments, below!

Before Sexton locked in on the lead, the track was alive with movement from every angle. The heart of the pack was pure grit — each rider digging deep, fighting for every inch of rhythm, every clean line through the whoops. From the first gate drop to the final lap, I felt the roar of speed ripping past me at every corner, cameras clicking in rhythm with the chaos. These weren’t just races — they were battles happening across the track.

Justin Cooper crossed the line in third—his second podium in a row, marking the start of something more than a one-off. There was calm in his demeanor, like he’d finally found his rhythm at the top level.

Malcolm Stewart took fourth, marking his 7th top 5 finish this season. It wasn’t the win he’d led for a moment, but it was a step forward. Behind him, the fan-favorite Aaron Plessinger rounded out the top five, sending one last roost into the night.

“It’s racing,” Webb said with a shrug in the post-race press area. “It’s not rainbows and butterflies all the time.”

At the end of it all, as the checkers waved and the roost settled, Sexton stood at the top, flanked by Webb and Justin Cooper. It wasn’t just another trophy — it was a moment earned the hard way.

Just a calculated, clinical win from Sexton. A podium earned through smart riding, mostly clean passes, and unshakable focus. The 450 main wasn’t chaos like the 250—it was something slower burning, like a storm that never had to scream to make itself known.

Denver – 450SX Main Event Top 5 Results

1. Chase Sexton
2. Cooper Webb
3. Justin Cooper
4. Malcolm Stewart (Holeshot)
5. Aaron Plessinger

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What It Felt Like: Beneath the Noise

As I stood in the shadows of the stadium, camera full, memory card bursting, I looked up into the night sky. The fireworks were done. The podiums were packed. But the feeling still lingering.

There’s something about Supercross that’s hard to explain to anyone who hasn’t been there—something emotional. It’s more than speed. It’s sacrifice. It’s moments lived in split-seconds. It’s blood and breath and belief. It’s families in the stands, kids on shoulders, and the universal silence before a gate drop.

Denver delivered all of that—and then some.

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Final Thoughts: The Roar That Stays With You

When the final firework faded and the last tire track settled into the Denver dirt, I didn’t want to leave.

The stands were still buzzing. Crew members hugged. Riders peeled off their gloves, dirt-filled and exhausted. And I stood at the edge of the track, boots heavy with mud, heart still pounding like the gate is about to drop.

It’s easy to talk about winners and lap times, but the reason I’m here — the reason I shoot this — is for the emotion you can’t measure. It’s in the way a rider looks at the crowd after the finish. The way a mechanic clutches their headset, praying through the final lap. The way fans lose their minds watching someone take a podium spot who’s never been there before.

Supercross is more than racing. It’s a full-body, full-heart experience. And it lingers. Long after the noise dies down, I carry it with me — in the photos, in the memories, in the dirt under my nails.

Until the next round.

Want to revisit the chaos before the mains?
Go back to Part One of my Denver Supercross recap to relive the battles in the heat races and LCQs.

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