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![]() Click for sports events Roller Me Away The battle for the Ivy King Cup in Cicero
A girl strapped to a stretcher holds up a "rock on!" hand gesture as
she is wheeled out of the stadium, while the sold-out crowd and her
teammates cheer her on--and the bout has not even begun. Everything
about the derby is tough, even the warm-up. As one occupied stretcher is
cleared away, an empty one is brought in, and the game begins. An
admiring member of the audience holds a "Break My Heart A-Bomb"
sign--but more than that is about to get broken.
It's the big one, the final bout of the year for the Windy City
Rollers, the battle at Cicero Stadium for the Ivy King Cup Championship.
Busses and cars line the streets outside. The seats are packed; everyone
from punk-rock boyfriends, Grandmas and Grandpas in red flannel shirts
to the roller dames' children fill the stands. "A lot of people don't
get it at first," says an audience member, holding up an overflowing
cup of beer as he explains the rules of the game to a fellow audience
member.
Twenty minutes is set on the clock and the girls storm the rink. The
Manic Attackers, dressed in straightjacket-like dresses complete with
bloodstains, are battling the Double Crossers.
Halfway through the game, Hoosier Mama flies into a group of chairs
and she ends up on the floor writhing in pain. A broken tibia and fibula
and she's out of the game.
The Double Crossers dominate, taking the win 42-20 over the Manic
Attackers.
The next game is the one everyone has been waiting for: Hells Bells
versus defending champs The Fury. Cowbells ring for the Hells Bells and
the bout is underway.
It's a close game. With 2:43 left on the clock, a kick with a skate
towards an opposing team member leads to a full-on brawl and three
skaters get ejected from the game.
"It's personal at this point," says the announcer, "and it's
penalties galore." The girls play on in a not-so-clean, not-so-pretty
last two minutes. With a final score of 25-15, The Fury take the
championship for the second year in a row.
Talking about her defense of the night, The Fury's Crimson Crusher,
soaked in champagne from the celebration, says, "They couldn't compete
with our wall."
Also by Leah Westfall
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