A few weeks ago, I had a marvelous weekend. On Friday night, I met up with my friend Laura and we went to the Symphony to hear the Mozart Grand Partita for winds. It was awesome. Watching the basset horn players swab out their instruments was super. But the music was incredible. After it ended, I turned to Laura and said "I want to hear that again." But there was only one more performance, and I already had plans to go to ...
A roller derby bout. Thanks to Susan Moskwa, I had some sense that it would be fun. So when a friend of mine asked me to go, I only hesitated slightly before saying yes. The acoustics were terrible, the food was beyond terrible, and we felt out of place without any ink. But the bout itself, that was way cool! We were luckily sitting next to a knowledgable woman who explained the sport to us before the match started. There's a "jammer" for each team, who starts behind the pack. There is a race to be the first jammer in front of the pack. Then the jammer gets more points for each opponent they pass while they are still the front jammer. There are "blockers" and a "pivot." The pivot sets the pace and stuff. The jammer wears a helment cover with a star, so the position can be assigned to different women. And the pivot wears a helmet cover without a star. Sort of like the sneetches.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roller_derby
My favorite quote from this article: "has a strong do it yourself ethic which often features both athleticism and a satirical punk third-wave feminism aesthetic."
Go wikipedia!
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