Roller Derby
If you, like me, skated as a child, rode your roller blades up ramps and stacked it so many times your knees ran dry of blood, head down to the Brisbane Convention Centre this Saturday and support the lovely ladies who are stickin’ it to the man, roller style.
Overview
I remember Sunday afternoons when I was ten. Mum and Dad would take me down to the local roller-skating rink so I could glide around aimlessly and win Redskins and Milkos in the best game to come out of the 90s: Red Rover. It was a short time after when Red Rover became violent and people started pushing, skidding, jumping and thumping, that I realised contact sport is definitely not for me.
I only wished I was strong with shins of steel so I could take on the fifteen year-old bullies who, over time, won all the candy. I also wish this story would go on to tell that I grew up, got tough as shit and became a derby girl, though that’s definitely not the case.
If you, like me, skated as a child, rode your roller blades up ramps and stacked it so many times your knees ran dry of blood, head down to the Brisbane Convention Centre this Saturday and support the lovely ladies who are stickin’ it to the man, roller style. I’m hoping their toughness somehow transfers over to me (maybe by osmosis?) so I can win those Milkos back.
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