
Alarm set for 5am? Check…
A pity I didn’t tell the cats (I currently have six) who decided to wake me at 4:30. Ah, well, what’s half an hour…
Road trips can be stressful, so I’d already planned for every contingency, or so I thought. Getting nine Leeds Roller Dolls, two Zebras, and a Coach in the same place, at the same time, when they’re not bouting (and without alcohol as an incentive) is an achievement… and I failed. I shall name no names, but two people managed to forget to set any alarm clocks (but one of them is “60ish”). A slight detour ensued and the missing Carrie On… crew were rounded up and the fun began.
Oh, did I mention that the mini-bus was limited to 62mph (I now know how Jenson Button et al feel in the Pit Lane!). I only found that out as we hit the A1(M). Ho, and indeed, hum.
By roughly 8:00 we were breakfasting at the greatest greasy spoon in the country – Scotch Corner Truck Stop – and then took in the view travelling along the A66: the camel farm, clouds in the valley beneath us, and the desolation that makes up the County Durham/Cumbria borderlands. Oh, and everyone got to see the famed Smithy in Gretna during a comedy ‘need to find a toilet’ detour. Stressed? Not even close!
Once in Glasgow, and having dropped off a Zebra at traffic lights near the venue, I found us a parking space a few minutes walk from the ARC Sports Centre – and hit another speed bump. The event ran from 11:30 to 16:00, but I could only park for four hours. Ah, well… I’d figure something out.
And so, on to the event itself.

Romsey Town Rollerbillies, in their debut bout, took on Maiden Grrders in what I can only presume was an officially ‘unofficial’ bout – two twenty minute periods instead of the usual thirty minutes a half. That confusion aside, it was possibly the most exciting bout I’ve seen yet. Whilst Big Cat Merv did a sterling job of play-by-play commentary the Grrders and Rollerbillies fought tooth and nail to a time-limit draw. The crowd, who you *could* call slightly partisan, were simply loving it, and weren’t shy about letting said fact be known. The bout went to an Overtime Jam, with Romsey eking out by 3 points!
And congratulations to Darmonatrix (Rollerbillies), who bagged Best Blocker and Best Take Down awards.
During the intermission I legged it back to the LRD Battle Bus to look for suitable alternative parking near by. Once the main event finished (if it did so on time) I would have eight minutes to get move it otherwise. Stressed much? Ha! Bring it on!
Having been joined by Skatrix (Severn Roller Torrent ), and sharing brief asides with Ms’Isle (Liverpool Roller Birds ), I settled in for the first half of the main event: GRG’s Irn Bruisers vs. the Rainy City Rollergirls. As Big Cat Merv reminded us that the Bruisers were the third placed team at Roll Britannia, it quickly became apparent that Rainy City were in for a hard time. I’m not going to sell them short: they fought hard, and pulled off some pretty neat stuff on track, but even with the Bruisers down to two players on track they couldn’t quite get their groove on.
And yes, there was a *lot* of penalty box action – GRG regularly seemed to be playing short on track.
(At half time, I legged back to the mini-bus, and moved it – we could do without parking tickets or wheel clamps!)

Evel Von Detta! image from http://londonrollergirls.fotopic.net/p59893539.html
Rainy City were in with a chance when the bout re-started, having chipped away at their opponent’s score through a series of powerplays, but the Bruisers simply stepped it up a notch. Rainy City’s Mookchops and Dee-Mise deserve special mention, as does Feral Fairy, for gutting it out against the Bruisers’ defense and putting more points on the board, but when you’re skating up to Evel Von Detta (who’s skating *backwards* whilst smack-talking you) and you’ve got Dreaded Dragon simply *gliding* around the track like she’s on rails, then maybe it’s too steep a mountain to climb.
The Irn Bruisers won, convincingly, but Rainy City definitely punched above their weight for the first half. I’m sure the Dolls were paying attention too – LRD travel to RCRG on November 28th.
Various chins were wagged, and LRD’s Rushin’ Doll (who’d travelled up separately) gave us the heads up on where to park for the after party. For my part, I nattered with a few of my stripey brethren,

Zebra Huddle!
then rounded up everyone and made tracks to Sauciehall Street (where Matt The Knife and I nom-nom-nom’d KFC and the Dolls went slightly more up-class). A few (soft) drinks later I suddenly realised I hadn’t paid the meter when we’d parked up for the after party – but there was no parking ticket, and no wheel clamp! Someone, somewhere, obviously likes me… can’t think why ; )
However, before the after party truly got into gear, we had to gracefully bow out and hit the road. Suffice to say, it took much longer to get home, and I think my head finally hit the pillow at about 1:30. And the cats woke me at 4:30 again… but who wants to lie in on a Sunday anyway?
Written by El Toupee, LRD ref in training.
Next up – LRD versus RCRG!
See http://rcrg.co.uk/ for more details

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