A brand new world opens up

Greetings again. It’s been a while since we have said hello to you all out there.

There’s a lot to talk about eventually = everything from the absolute greatness of the Beast of the East to being back amongst Durham and seeing Kingston again and if things are missing here it’s all in a bright shimmery light and oh – one can never forget the thrill of seeing Queen City in action live at Rainbow Rink again for their playoffs.

However, for now, this weekend that we are in right absolutely opened our eyes to a new paradigm. It was a closed bout at The Bunker in Toronto with the two teams of Ohio squaring off against the two travel teams of Toronto Roller Derby. Ohio A which is their all-star team would be facing CN Power while Ohio B would be facing the resurrected Bay Street Bruisers.

So if you can imagine the Bunker having a first-class bout with four great teams— but minus the crowd and the room for the photographers to position themselves.

However, the primary nemesis of photographers in Derby is the positioning and movement of the pack refs as they try to maintain their vigilance. The shot is coming into place in front of you and just when you get the shot the stripes or the legs fill your frame.

Hence, my new paradigm of the moment. To stay ahead of the pack and out of the way of the refs, don’t maintain your own static position and wait for the refs to whiz by you – move ahead of the pack or find your new angle. Keep moving and more moments will open themselves up to you. Don’t curse the bad luck, create your own luck.

Subsequent to the freedom of movement was something the media co-ordinator indicated what she looks for in Derby photographs. Everyone shoots the jammers, but she wants hits. Not the fall necessarily, but the hit. Even though outside pack refs get in the way she understood and it was part of the constant challenge. So that changed our focus yet again. We will let you know how everything turned out.

Meanwhile pop on over to the Flickr site and see what manner of shots which were captured at Beast of the East and in Durham. Midnight Matinee on Flickr

How often does Victory get kicked out of the game? Once. Dancing with Durham in the Royal Court again.

A long time ago in an afterparty in an unnamed bar far far away a certain Number One loudly proclaimed to a couple of Derby fans of the night:

“How often does Victory get kicked out of the game? Once.”

Number One [name disgused to protect the guilty] had been ejected from the game in the second part of a doubleheader between arch rivals Durham and Royal City, and proudly claimed the title of first ever Our Lady of Pain ever to be expelled, for an egregious clockwise block. Or so it seemed in the eye of the beholder.

Was this the moment?


Maybe. Maybe not. The point is two leagues went head to head and just absolutely went about annihilating each other, tooth and nail. The first bout had jammer daring-do and laid blood on the track.


The second bout had the dark side of the force sprawled out in the aftermath of the hit of the night.