OC Roller Girls

I am working on my first feature for the Orange County Register. As you may (or may not) have noticed, I have kissed my column good-bye in order to spend more time with my blog and concentrate on writing my treatment for a sitcom….which is based on my column…which is all now super confusing, even to me.

When I left I told my weeping editor I would send in some ideas for features. As he wiped away his tears he whispered hopefully, “promise?” What can I say, I hate to see grown men cry, so I submitted a story on The OC Roller Girls.

These are the girls you wish you could have been in high school. Not the cheerleaders, not the yearbook editor…scratch this part, that’s not right, but the ones who were righteously cool and downright rebellious at the thought of conformity. Chrissie Hynde 1981 kind of cool.

I love these girls. But, with names like Dirty Deborah Harry, Hurt in a Skirt, and Cupcake Von Rotten I’m a little scared they might sense my lifetime fear of tough, coordinated, self-confident girls and tease me out of habit and obligation.

In case anyone asks, I am trying to think of a roller derby name for myself, here is what I’ve come up with so far: Weak Ankles Suzie, Dorothy Parker’s Wrath on Wheels (wearing my glasses, of course), Suzie Cries A-lot, or Bad Daft Kitty. I’m still mulling it around.

Please feel free to offer your suggestions. Just remember, I don’t want to encourage painful interaction toward me in the ring.

I’m headed out tomorrow night to their scrimmage with my tape recorder, a sensible pair of shoes, and a pocketful of admiration.

If you’re up to it, break out your tube socks and fishnets and come out to their bout against the LA Derby Dolls on Sat. Sept. 27th, Click here for tickets.

Stay tuned.