thrash me crash me
oh oh oh oh oh
yesterday’s cosa nostra donnas vs. derby liberation front bout was… wow. my phone *and* camera died right before, so my photodocumentation is limited, but the number of enthusiastic squeaks i could make is very high. i had to borrow a phone to call and enthuse in jaci’s general direction.
i think i like skateland better than skateworld – the ambiance is much nicer… but we weren’t able to get rinkside seats, so it was hard for me to see well enough to keep score and stuff very well… also the benches we were on hurt my butt… so i worked very heard on my cheering, first sitting on my knees and then standing on the benches.
dlf took the lead early and kept in throughout the first half. this made me very happy. the game was pretty clean, considering… there was an instance where i think an oly roller was almost leap-frogging one of the dlf, but other than that i couldn’t see anything too overwhelming (did i mention that i’m nearsighted?).
the halftime show was great, although the seattle derby brats pretty much whomped the kitsap derby brats… it was my first time seing jr. derby and they certainly did it good. “she just went under the blocker’s legs! is that even allowed?” you don’t see that much… ever… in old person derby!”
oh my goodness the second half. oly came back fierce, ready to take the bout home. they were slowly gaining back points until there were just a few minutes left and olympia was finally up by… a lot. i had thought they had it sewn shut as they went into the last jam, but then – oh then – the seattle jammer (i’m pretty sure it was burnett down?) grand slammed… and then some. she picked the lead back up brought it home for my sweet revolutionaries, laving the mob joint in cinders with a final score of 99-97. hot.
also there was cake.
