There are very few things I love more than confident women who are kicking ass and taking names. Insert: Gotham Girls Roller Derby.
…if the idea of me trying to flop around on skates is as comical to you as it is to me, let me clarify: I’m not actually skating on the GGRD league, but I’ve instead joined the ranks as a “Jeerleader,” the league’s answer to traditional cheerleaders. You can find me rink-side, cheering on my team (go Bronx!) and bopping around center stage with halftime entertainment.
Last night’s Manhattan vs. Bronx bout was my first – if you’ve never been, you should seriously consider going. These women own it… flying by in my peripherals, these girls are oozing with talent, determination and passion. Standing rink-side I felt like part of the action; taunting my fellow jeerleaders and keeping tabs on our jammer, I felt a fullness and a sense of fun that I think it’s sometimes hard – in our busy, NYC lives – to really embrace. Rocking pigtails and fishnets, I let myself play for a night… and I’m still buzzing from the benefit that had.
My Bronxie hearts didn’t pull through for the win (damn you, gridlock manicure. I thought you’d be a good luck charm!). But it’s only the beginning of the season – Bronx will up their game all around, trust.
You should check out a bout sometime. Because really, who couldn’t use a night of letting loose now & again?