that our December 5th bout against Burning River is going to rock!

Are you a fan of the ABC show V? Logan Huffman, who plays Tyler, is going to be our water boy! Dill, Touretta, Val and I all got to watch the last episode of V at his house, and lemme tell you, I have never ever met a nicer (or more adorable) actor! Girls, be prepared to squee at him on December 5th! He totally deserves the attention!

Oh and watch V! I'm excited that with this remake, I don't have my mom refusing to let me watch it because it's "too scary". Once again proving that adulthood rocks.

I never did get my bout day recap posted, and I told myself that I'm not allowed to blog about our awesome Thanksgiving, or the cool happenings at the shop, or the pattern I sold to Knit Picks, or any of that great stuff, until I post my bout recap.

I started off the day the same way I start every bout day, working! Got up at 5am, in the shop, and once we opened the doors... BAM! Busiest Saturday morning we've seen in a long time. It was a struggle to get out of there, and I felt guilty leaving everyone in the middle of a rush, but I had to do it so I could get to the venue on time.
Fin picked me up at my house, and we rushed to the Coliseum since we were on track set up duty. Seriously, setting up a sport court is a giant pain in the ass, especially the first time you do it! There was a bit of "wait, stop, undo this section, scoot the whole floor 3" that way.. etc, etc". But thanks to Miso and Mr. Crazy, it all got done. Without those two we would have been screwed!
The bout itself was more intense than the score dictated. Our Belles simply dominated then crushed the Bleeding Heartland B team. Our defense owned their jammer, and Bloomington simply didn't have the offensive strategy to combat it.
Right before our bout, Touretta Lynn loaned me a tank top by Adidas, called the TechFit Power Web. During our warm up I was totally digging it. It was great for holding the "girls" in place, and I like having a tight fit under my uniform. It almost forces your back straight, and your ribs to hold in position. I was really excited to see if I noticed it during the bout.
First jam, and I was part of the starting line up. For the first time ever! The plan was to start off blocking, then move to jammer. From the get go, we dominated their jammer. The Bloomington girls would actually try for offensive plays, but instead of coming in close and trying to knock us out of the way, they would pull back, try and gain ground, and go in for big massive hits. Which, unfortunately for them, were incredibly easy to read. So we would dodge the hit, they would end up on the inside of the track, and we would rotate right back in front of their jammer!
Each jam felt intense, and even though I knew that we were pulling way ahead score wise, it never felt like we were blowing them out of the water. Each and every jam was a hard fight. Towards the very end of the second period, I had a skate tangle and went down on my bad knee at a bad angle. It hurt, but I figured I could skate it off. Got up, and my leg wouldn't respond. I tried to push off, and it just wobbled under me. Managed to catch back up to the pack, since I didn't want to call the jam for injury when our girl was in the lead and their jammer was contained. I had a feeling that my crappy knee had screwed my chances of jamming for the night.
Back in the locker room, I had to take the tank off. While I liked the feel of it, and it seemed to help with my breathing (odd as that sounds) it was clearly designed for a man, or a girl with no hips. It kept rolling up on me during game play, which was way too distracting to deal with.
Second period I managed to go back out, despite my jacked knee, but as I feared, I was in no shape to jam.
We won the bout, score ended with us in the 120's and Bleeding Heartland in the 30's. They played a good game. Only one thing got really weird. When the pivot lines up, and puts her toe on the line, everyone has to line up behind her hips. Bloomington seemed to be under the impression that if there pivot was in the box, or didn't line up at the front, they could line up on the line as well. The ref caught them and called them on it a few times, and I'm sure it added up to a lot of unnecessary minors for them.
After party was great as always. I got drunk way to fast, we danced the Thriller, made a pyramid.. it was all good ;)
Dec. 5th is going to be one of the hardest bouts for this season. Us vs. Burning River Roller Girls. I'm really, really looking forward to this one!

Saturday was bout one of season 4! Holy crap! Am I seriously skating my 4th season? Mind boggling.
Anyway, there were some big changes in this bout for us. First of all, we moved from our beloved Toyota Blue Ribbon Pavilion to the Pepsi Coliseum. While I loved Blue Ribbon, we've simply outgrown it! Fans had trouble seeing during crowded bouts, we had to cap our attendance and there were several times where we could have sold hundreds more tickets than we did, simply because of seating restrictions.
The biggest downside to Pepsi is the sport court. Some of us had to show up at 10am and spent HOURS setting that damn thing up, then of course tearing it down afterward, when all we really wanted to do was drink and celebrate!
But I'm getting ahead of myself there. Friday before the bout, I did my usual run around like a crazy person routine. I had to pay horse board, get a new knee brace, and make another mini octopus kitty squid thing from Coraline. I made the first Octokitty Mini right before the Ft. Wayne bout, which we won, and sent it to live with Neil Gaiman. I did NOT make another Octokitty thing before Ohio, and we lost. WE LOST!!! For those of you that know me, you know what frenzied weirdness this sends me into. I did something for a bout, and we won, did not do it for a bout, and we lose. This means I add a crazy person superstition to my list. It varies from season to season, but currently it looks something like this:
Paint my toenails a shade of pink. Then chip some off my big toe. Bonus win if it chips naturally
Wear my lucky panties
Have pink in my hair
Listen to my special playlist before the bout. The music varies, and gets adjusted for bigger point spreads. It gets scrapped if we lose.
Knit before the bout
Wear pink or blue eyeshadow, or some combination thereof.
Drink a cup of Jasmine Green tea, steeped in my red ipot kettle. Not the silver kettle, the red kettle. And my Alice in Wonderland Mug. No other mug will do. God help anyone in my house that dirties that mug before bout day.
Wear that seasons lucky fishnets. I can ONLY wear the same ones from last season if I scored points in the last game I wore them in.
Read Wicked Lovely the week before the bout.
New- I must crochet a blue octokitty the night before the game.

Drink out of the blue and white Air Force water bottle.
Wear my pink and white sneakers. Star sneakers, or black and pink sneakers are okay. Pink and white are cursed. (I know... seriously)
Have any dollar coins in my wallet, pockets, or purse.

I know. This shit is weird right??? And let me explain, I am NOT a superstitious person by nature. I have a black cat that crosses my path every morning. If I see an upside down penny, I put it in my damn pocket! Breaking a mirror is just a sign of a really good party in my opinion. (or a really bad hair day)
But seriously, something about roller derby has turned me into a total freak. So before the bout against Bleeding Heartland, I made another octokitty mini.

Needless to say, we won the bout against the Bleeding Heartland Roller Girls. I forget the exact scores. Our JV team won something like 124-33 and our Sirens (yay me) won somewhere around 121-33!
I'll do a game recap later, but for now, here is Octo Kitty enjoying the post bout festivities!

You know, I'm very, very glad I found this picture on my camera. That is Octo Kitty with my empty glass of midori sour. After MONTHS of not drinking (and no sugar, no white flour yay I lost 30lbs not that I'm going to mention that AGAIN) there is simply no way that I drank as much as my empty cup count said I did at the after party! I suspected that someone was drinking my drinks, and I originally blamed 4Leaf Cleaver. I must apologize to Cleaver, because clearly, it was Octo Kitty the whole time!

Okay, fair warning here. Should you ever chose to make your own Octopus Kitty Squid thing from Coraline you must be warned. Not only do they promote drinking (and steal your drinks) they are notorious boobie grabbers.

Octokitty was a social butterfly, and made friends with Greg the Mayor.

Despite the fact that Octokitty was stealing all my drinks, I ended up very.. lets say giggly and sleepy very quickly that night. After dancing the Thriller, making a pyramid:

(thanks for catching that Marc)!

I was a bit worn out!

I'll post an actual bout recap in a couple of days, but for now, I need to decide what to do with this new Octo Kitty. If I send it off to Neil Gaiman again, I will look like the scary stalker fan and probably get put on "a list". But what if it's bad luck to NOT send Octo Kitty away? Ah the dilemma! I'll worry about it later. For now, I drink tea and get my butt back to pattern writing, before I get (further) behind on work!

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