Sunday, November 06, 2011

Last Night

I played my last game with Fight Crew.

We lost by only ten points against the Swarm, but we had almost half the team ejected for penalties(of course I was one of them), and there just wasn't enough firepower or time left to turn it around. So that's that. They're going to LADD Champs to face the Sirens and we're not.

But the reality of not skating games with them anymore hit me hard on the dark drive home. I didn't cry(though I wanted to), I didn't drink. I feel empty.

But I'm not quitting derby. I can't. I'll still be heckling in Denver next weekend, announcing in Chicago the weekend after that, skating the Thankscrimmage pick-up games on Thanksgiving weekend, and I'm looking into flights to Toronto for the Blood and Thunder World Cup. Aaaaand, Issue 18 has a pretty damn cool story on ME. Complete with my art and some hilarious photos.

But it won't be the same as skating with Fight Crew.


Anonymous said...

Congrats on a great career as a skater.

Now you can sit back, and tell all the youngsters, "In my day..."

George Pollard

RedDiabla said...

Oh great! I can be annoying in an all new way!

Bonnie D.Stroir said...

Don't be surprised if there's a bit of a mourning period. I totally went through it!
(Still am?)

You're an original member of that team, and the ties are a part of you. They won't just break off right away, you kinda have to let them stretch over time.

Call me any time you get separation anxiety and need a lifeline. : D

I still feel like a member of SDDD and probably always will!!!

Derby Dolls por vida!

Sarah said...

So, it just happened that the Saturday night bout was my first-ever banked track viewing (we don't get that opportunity often in my neck of the woods). It was stunning to witness, all the way around. I was totally cheering for Fight Crew. :)

Ginamonster said...

I think it hurts more to stop than it does to take the hits. - Grace N Motion