The Final Scrimmage

Last night, Smash Effect, who was a fellow rec-league skater, but now a Hustler, told me go 100%.  I tried my best tonight, but it was not by best. I am getting over a cold, I didn't get to eat dinner because the chicken on the grill was still half raw by the time I had to leave, and I had the shakes, maybe due to anxiety? Luckily Steve put an emergency pop tart in the car like 6 months ago, so I ran to the car before the scrimmage and took a few bites of the pop tart which helped a bit with the low blood sugar feeling. I took this picture before the scrimmage. 

Out of the 9 women who are in the training cohort, 3 of them are primary jammers. Only 1 of them was present tonight, Gory (who is an amazing jammer and person) had to drop out last minute and Diamond (who is also amazing and commutes from Houston, yes, Houston) had to work.  This scenario kind of forced me to jam a bit more than I had been previously comfortable with. Before the scrimmage, I had set a goal to jam 3 times each half... I ended up jamming every 3rd or 4th jam and with the help of my blockers, got lead several times!

Peacewar was on the opposite team and she was playing every jam! I said a little prayer. And then a miracle happened, second half, she joined our team! I definitely let out a sigh of relief when that change happened.

I skated my hardest. I skated for my trainers.  I skated for all the friends I've made along the way. I skated for myself.

I will probably be sore tomorrow. I had 2 big falls where I fell on my hip. I already see a bruise developing, but for some reason, I don't think it will look as awesome as it feels. (Derby bruises often work that way. It's the ones that just show up from nowhere that are the cooler looking ones.)

Team Taco went to Tamale house for drinks and tacos afterwards and on the drive home, my message feed started going crazy. As soon as I arrived home, I checked my phone for the anticipated e-mail. Nothing. Remembering that this happened last time, I logged on my computer and checked, sure enough, I got a message from Nine that said,

"Congratulations!  You have been drafted to one of the Texas Rollergirls home teams!" 

So that's it. I made it on a team. I get to find out what color I get to upgrade my Skater On Tap bandana to this Sunday.

It broke my heart when I found out about the women who were not drafted. In my mind, I had always thought, that if I made it in, all the others would too. I hope they will take advantage of The Skater on Tap program, which has been key to developing me into a better skater.

Quick shout out to Lethal, OJ, Grit and Mega who did an amazing job training the Homies. I attribute most of my improvement in the past few months to these awesome leaders, along with the other Homies who I had the opportunity to skate with.

The journey does not stop now. It's only begun and it's so exciting!