With the invitation in hand, Sephie and I took off for Milwaukee. Taking a cue from TmonT I'm going to nearly get weepy-eyed, those of you with kids will understand. I love road-tripping with Sephie. She's very uninhibited in new situations. I was never like that at her age, mostly because I didn't do what we do now. Every day is an opportunity for a true adventure for her and she's out there going for every moment.
An hour later we pull into the driveway of the Tool Shed. No, this one. With a bit of time before the start of the Roller Derby we hang out with Russell. He's working on a lovely project. He found an Ibis Spanky in need of a good home.
He's found an appropriate group for it as well, a Mavic SCC Group.
It should be super sweet. Once Cupcake and Bubba arrived we headed down for some tasty Mexican food. Dan and um, shit, I forgot his name. We found our preferred seating and set our lawn chairs.
As you saw above the derby was more than exciting. Plenty of aggression but referee's don't see things my way. "No blood. No Foul" is too high a standard for Roller Zebras. Being new to roller derby, Sephie and I witness not one, but two "Jammerless Jams" and they were back to back as well! Not too many Jammers in country can pull off a jammerless jam. As much fun as we had in Madison the week before, Milwaukee knows how to do an event. The Beer Leaders and mascots were an entertaining addition. Best of all was the Half Time Show. The Super Bowl might have wardrobe malfunctions, but Brew City Roller Derby has a Polka Band!
At the end of the night Sephie borrowed a pen from a Zebra and began to fill her program with autographs. My favorite derby name was "Ivanna Smackdavitch" but "Reina Pain" took a moment to pose with Sephie.
Once out to the parking lot we said our teary good-byes and Russell did the honors of transferring his Bianchi fixie from Bubba's car to mine. Perhaps there should have been more ceremony involved, but from what I understand this bike's been ridden more than the town slut. Shouldn't that be the other way around? No matter. In keeping with her inability to form a lasting relationship with any rider I'm dubbing her "la Donnaccia Reparto Corse."
3 comments:
Hey...wait that was suppose to be my bike next! Damn, Madison is farther from Tosa than Brookfield, what did I do to the Tosa crew? That's OK though, she went to a good home and hopefully will be rid'n hard.
I suppose Russell just had a Mavic group laying around in his basement?
Yup, sounds like you haven't seen his basement. You can't swing a hipster by the ankles without hitting a cool road bike part. In fact, grab your nearest hipster and head on over to Russell's. Tell him it's a new sport.
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