Why Nuevo Roller Derby Rocks
Sep. 20th, 2011 10:29 amA couple of years back, when Steve Green was coming to Seattle on his TAFF progress, I was cudgeling my brains for a quintessentially American thing to do while he was visiting. By serendipity, I found out that the Rat City Roller Girls were skating a bout at ShowWare Center -- the sports arena that is just half a mile from my house. Roller Derby! thinks I. What could be more quintessentially American than Roller Derby? Now, I confess I was thinking of it in terms of being a quaint curiosity of Americana, not unlike going to see a demolition derby and fireworks display in Modesto for 4th of July, or attending the Lion's Club Barbecue and Library Sale among the vanilla-scented pines of Idyllwild one Labor Day weekend.
I had never been to a live roller derby bout in my life at that point, and almost all I really knew about it came from having seen it on television decades before. I invited Randy Byers along, and at first he seemed reluctant. He was thinking of it as still a salacious, leering, heterosexist faunch-fest, I guess. By then I had educated myself a little, though, and I was able to suggest that it wasn't that, not anymore anyway. Roller derby had found its feminist side in the intervening thirty years, I said. And in the end, Randy came along with the gang, and we all enjoyed it. I think I had tears in my eyes a couple of different times. Because it's that empowering, that inclusive, this modern reincarnation of roller derby.
Now Kyle Cassidy has discovered roller derby and he distills the appeal far better than I ever managed:
Yeah, you soak in the acceptance, the encompassing love, even sitting in the bleachers. The fans, the players, the officials, even putative rival teams, they're all about the sport for the fun and the getting together and the rush that they share when they do. The woman in her 60s rockin' the mini-skirt-and-torn-fishnets with death skull make-up while leading cheers, and the multiple hairy, portly dudes yelling their hearts out in tights and tutus, and the skaters fat and thin, young and old, tattooed and plain, they're all letting it all hang out there, their enthusiasm and their determination and their sheer joy of being. And it's a real privilege to be in the middle of that. I really must go see another bout soon.
I had never been to a live roller derby bout in my life at that point, and almost all I really knew about it came from having seen it on television decades before. I invited Randy Byers along, and at first he seemed reluctant. He was thinking of it as still a salacious, leering, heterosexist faunch-fest, I guess. By then I had educated myself a little, though, and I was able to suggest that it wasn't that, not anymore anyway. Roller derby had found its feminist side in the intervening thirty years, I said. And in the end, Randy came along with the gang, and we all enjoyed it. I think I had tears in my eyes a couple of different times. Because it's that empowering, that inclusive, this modern reincarnation of roller derby.
Now Kyle Cassidy has discovered roller derby and he distills the appeal far better than I ever managed:
...one of the things that makes this so special is that most sports take you when you're in peak form and discard you when you're no longer there, and here I'd found a group of women welcomed as they were, celebrated for their talents, into a sport that would only make them better, stronger, faster. It was really life affirming. I left with a mixture of athletic awe at feats of strength, bravery and endurance as well as this wide-cast net of love and support.
Yeah, you soak in the acceptance, the encompassing love, even sitting in the bleachers. The fans, the players, the officials, even putative rival teams, they're all about the sport for the fun and the getting together and the rush that they share when they do. The woman in her 60s rockin' the mini-skirt-and-torn-fishnets with death skull make-up while leading cheers, and the multiple hairy, portly dudes yelling their hearts out in tights and tutus, and the skaters fat and thin, young and old, tattooed and plain, they're all letting it all hang out there, their enthusiasm and their determination and their sheer joy of being. And it's a real privilege to be in the middle of that. I really must go see another bout soon.
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Date: 2011-09-20 05:46 pm (UTC)Anyway, I'm looking forward to the new season :)
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Date: 2011-09-20 10:24 pm (UTC)I think this is a form of entertainment that is really not for me, but I'm glad my friends enjoy participating so much.
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Date: 2011-09-21 07:00 pm (UTC)We do have Millie's Cookies (http://www.milliescookies.com/), but like I said...