Monday, July 5, 2010

Cement Kissed

In the beginning, there were broken bones, cracked skulls, visits to ER and trips to the morgue. There were splintered wrists, smashed up knees, collapsed temporals and well, brains all over the cement.

Then... God created the helmet, the knee pads, the wrist guards and the elbow pads. All of this was done on the first day after.

Daily, we thank Him for his ingenuity as we take off in a mad dash, colliding into bodies at unbelievable speed. We catapult through the air not knowing which way is up or which is down, crash landing into the unforgiving cement. Our breath escapes in a whoosh and our eyes are thrown back into the cavernous pockets of our heads. A shock escapes the lips of observers as we lie there on the ground, stunned & speechless for a moment and gather our wits. But we don't give up. We get up.

Roller Derby. This ain't no game for pussies.

That which does not kill me makes me stronger ~ Nietzsche

2 comments:

Martin said...

You play roller derby? That's awesome. Now I am a'feared of you :(

Trouble.Thinks said...

Oh ya! You definitely should be a'feared. Be very a'feared. HAhahaa....