From the colorful characters waiting in line (we had general admission tickets, so had to get there early. Those are multi colored dreds)...
To the event itself...
It was a night of fun! We sat in the bleachers -- top row -- of the team Heartless Heathers. Dave's friend "Soul Train" (her skate name) is a Heather...so we rooted hard! You're not supposed to whistle during the matches, as it can confuse the skaters (the refs use real whistles) so lots of screaming ensued.
Karmin and I kept talking about how fun it looked...except for the whole-body-checking thing...we pondered if they had a "powder puff" version, and sure enough, while walking around at halftime we found the Recreational League table...we put our names down for more information...I asked if it was the league for those over 38, and the woman at the table said "Well...I'm 36..." (um, that's not over 38...but anyway, she seemed very nice).
And almost as great as the derby itself was the marching drum corps that opened up the show. Very cool! And the man who sang the national anthem was amazing.
