Go, Meteorfights!

“Yikes, Holla. That’s a bruise.”

“Yeah, I know.”

“Have you taken a picture of it yet?”

“No.”

“You need to. And put it on the Internet and tell people to come to the bout.”

“Okay.”

Right now I’m staring at my uniform which is hanging from the doorway to my kitchen. My gear is by my side, brand new helmet already scratched in the places where it saved me from harm. And I’m stoked. Continue reading

oh, wait. one more.

My manager came up to me late in practice last night and said, “Heard you went flying off the track. What happened?” I told her and she said, “As long as you weren’t the one getting hit.”

“No, ma’am,” I said. “I was doing the hitting.”

She beamed, and walked off saying, “That’s my girl.”

(Recessionists! Funemployed! Here’s a place to win tickets for the game. Bonus fun for those of you who like coming up with Derby names but don’t plan on ever strapping on a pair of skates.)

Called Out (or: soup and Vicodin for breakfast)

I am hurting. Hurting, people. My body is bruised and contused. I am kind of a hot mess, and I think I have about ten minutes before this Vicodin kicks in proper, so let me try and get these stories out. Our little rookie game needs ticket sales. It’s a cheap game, it’s all ages, it’s on a Saturday afternoon, and it’s way more fun if you are there.

Please buy tickets to the Baby Doll Brawl. Send your friends, grab a group, make an afternoon of it. Something. Because there’s been a tremendous amount of blood, sweat and tears (no really, all three) put into this bout. Ticket sales pay our rent. We skate for you and we can’t skate without you. And thanks for those of you who have been supporting us all this time, coming to our games or buying merchandise.

So, three quick stories.

I’ve learned that while I normally bruise extremely easily, my face seems to be the exception. I’ve taken a few accidental blows to the head over the past couple of weeks — an elbow to the temple, and elbow to the other temple (same girl, one week later, opposite elbow), a skate to the chin, a shoulder to the cheek, a full-on forehead-to-forehead smack that seemed straight out of a deleted scene from Mr. and Mrs. Smith, and lastly… oh, man. Continue reading

Oh, it’s on, bitches.

The Los Angeles Derby Dolls’ newest skaters take to the track on June 27th in this year’s Baby Doll Brawl.

You’ve got to be a Baby Doll before you can skate with the big girls. So here’s your chance to check out the up-and-coming skaters before they join the ranks of your favorite derby superstars.

Without a doubt, the WILDEST day of skating on the Derby Doll calendar.

This is a very special ALL AGES LADD event at 3pm.

1910 W. Temple Street
Los Angeles

Tickets are going fast, get yours online NOW at DerbyDolls.com.

Next Bout! (featuring ME!!)

Saturday, June 27, 2009 — Beginning at 3 p.m.

Double your derby! Double your fun!

L.A. Derby Dolls host TWO bouts in ONE day of all-girl banked track roller derby action!

Buy Tickets Online Now!!

The day explodes at 3 p.m. with an exciting exhibition of LADDs newest skaters, known as the Baby Doll Brawl, featuring the latest, greatest rookie skaters. Baby Doll Brawls are known for two things: being an all-ages bout (so you can bring the whole family including the kids), and featuring some of the most spectacular, cringe-inducing hits and spills. The rookies are hungry to prove themselves as future Derby Doll stars and they play it like they mean it. Continue reading