December 6, 2010

Recruit Informational

Please come to our new recruit informational meeting at Rollerland Skate Center, 324 South Link Lane in Ft. Collins. You do not need to bring anything. We will be going over all of the information to join our league. The meeting is Sunday, December 12th, at 8:30pm.

May 13, 2010

FoCo Girls Gone Derby vs Minnesota Rollergirls All-Stars

FoCo Girls Gone Derby vs Minnesota Rollergirls All-Stars

Roller Derby bout, Sunday, May 23
OD’s Sports Crossing, 218 Smokey Street, Fort Collins
Doors open at 11:30 a.m., bout begins at 12 p.m.

FoCo Girls Gone Derby’s all-star roller derby team, the Micro Bruisers, take on the Minnesota RollerGirls All-stars Sunday, May 23, for a high-noon showdown at OD’s Sports Crossing, 218 Smokey Street, between Loveland and Fort Collins, off Highway 287 directly east of Tynan's Saab. Come cheer for your hometown roller derby superstars as they bash it out against St. Paul, Minnesota’s top-notch skaters.

Tickets are $10 presale and $15 at the door. Students receive a reduced rate of $7 with a valid student ID. Ages 12 and under are admitted free. Tickets can be purchased from any FoCo derby girl or online at or Purchases also can be processed by phone at 800-838-3006.

Now is your chance to see FoCo Girl's Gone Derby travel team at a local bout, rather than having to travel to another state to do so. Not only that, but the results of this bout will be ranked nationally in the Women's Flat Track Derby Association. And it's on a Sunday afternoon. How can you beat that?

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March 12, 2010

Blood, Sweat and Skate!

Our season opener, Derby Strikes Back! is tomorrow. Wow! So much has happened since my last post. I have had to take a break from skating due to the crappy knee injury that has never healed correctly. So, from skater to announcer I go! Still in charge of bout production, the last couple of weeks have been crazy with scheduling, confirming, budgeting and assigning the new recruits to their tasks for the bout. Good God, I hope I haven't forgotten anything!

All of my personal stress aside, it will be an amazing production and I hope you all enjoy it! Love and Skate!
~Mary Queen O'Shots

March 9, 2010

FoCo Girls Gone Derby 2010 Season Opener - FoCo Derby Strikes Back!

One week after FoCo Girls Gone Derby's travel team—the FoCo MicroBruisers—achieved a stunning victory over Greeley's Slaughterhouse Derby Girls, Fort Collins’ home teams, Chanel Cartel and Deathrow Dolls will face off for the first time in 2010 on Saturday, March 13, at Rollerland. After a one-month off-season, Northern Colorado’s original roller derby league began training in January for what promises to be an eventful season.

After a couple months of rigorous practice, FoCo’s home teams can’t wait to be turned loose on one another in the first home bout of the season. Fort Collins derby fans will notice some changes this year, from the lineups to the uniforms.

Ten percent of the proceeds from this bout will go to Loveland’s Alternatives to Violence, an organization dedicated to intervention in, education about, and prevention of domestic violence, sexual assault and other violent crimes. Bring a donation of household toiletries for Loveland's Alternatives to Violence to receive one dollar off the price at the door.

Tickets are $10 presale and $15 at the door. Students receive a reduced rate of $7 with a current student ID. Ages 10 and under are admitted free. Tickets can be purchased through the Rollerland Skate Center ticket booth, from any FoCo derby girl or online at or Purchases also can be processed by phone at 800-838-3006.

January 22, 2010

Day in the Derby Life

Practice Day, Morning: Wake up at some obscenely early hour, slowly stretch, carefully taking inventory of old aches, new injuries and making sure normal movement is possible. Make coffee, grab a steaming mug and take the dog out. Smoke a cigarette while the dog does her thing. Stumble back inside and feed the dog and the cat as the four year old shuffles out of his room rubbing his eyes and politely demanding chocolate milk and Cheerios. Feed the child. Shower quickly. Scramble to find clothing that is clean, work appropriate and not in desperate need of ironing. Dress the child. Hastily apply mascara, powder and lip gloss if there is the luxury of an extra five minutes after brushing teeth; both mine and child's. Gather all necessary belongings for the child and myself and toss into backpack or purse. Kennel the dog, and swallow a handful of ibuprofen before rushing out the door. Curse myself for not starting the car and de-icing the windshield earlier. Rush the boy to daycare and rush back to the leasing office for work.

Work Day: Apologize to the boss for being five minutes late and swear for the thousandth time it will never, ever happen again. Turn on computer and make coffee while the computer takes it's damn sweet time to load. Check messages, answer email, go over the day's agenda with boss. The rest of the day is chocked full of coworkers throwing childlike tantrums, current residents throwing fits about their neighbors and/or roommates ("he won't do the dishes so I need you to evict him"), former residents complaining about move out charges ("What'd ya mean I gotta clean the place or I get charged?") and touring prospective residents ("I like that utilities are included! Did I just step in something?"). Lunchtime: Walk dog and then short nap. Rest of the day, same as above but with a bit of a limp as the morning's ibuprofen has worn off and the knees begin to get cranky.

End of Work Day: Turn everything off, lock up office, rush to daycare to pick up the boy before daycare closes and begins charging by the minute. Seriously. Have the best conversation of the day in the car with my four year old son! Rush to child's dad's apartment and herd the boy and belongings inside. Hugs and kisses for child. Try to leave as child's dad tries to prolong conversation. Gotta go! Get home, walk dog, smoke cigarette. Text message from team mate; crap! Dues are due again! Daydream briefly about winning Powerball and getting a new tattoo. Fix a light dinner, feed myself, dog and cat. Rest on the couch for an hour, but not really because the child's father calls at least twice. One hour and fifteen minutes to practice! Begin the hunt through the apartment for practice clothes that may have been washed less than two practices ago. Check derby bag and make sure all equipment is there (good god, I should wash my pads!). Another handful of ibuprofen. Walk dog, then kennel her and off to practice!

At the Rink: 20 minutes before practice begins. Loiter outside for a bit smoking and chatting with league mates about all things derby and get caught up on every one's non-derby lives. There will be no outside world aggravation here; bad news regarding any league mate is met with sisterhood and support and the knowledge that in a few minutes we will be able to skate off our stress. Excited chatter continues as we go inside. Everyone hurries to get knees braced, ankles taped, laces replaced, trucks loosened, toe-stops adjusted and gear on. One by one we enter the track for more chit-chat and a few warm up laps and last minute equipment adjustments. 9 pm SHARP! practice begins. Two hours of non-stop skating! Hurray! 11:05 pm, practice ends, we are released! Sweaty, breathless and pumped full of endorphins, we peel off soaking wet equipment, yank our blistered and calloused feet out of our skates, chase down coaches, trainers and committee heads with various questions, explanations, comments and checks for dues. A few shouts of "Luscious Nectar!" "Surfside!" or sometimes "Elliot's!" fly over the dull roar letting everyone know where the after practice beers shall be consumed that night.

After Practice: Back out in the parking lot, several of us light up cigarettes, compare bruises and/or injuries and say about twenty times, "Good practice!" One by one we head for our vehicles and either head home to sleeping families or meet up with the party crowd in Old Town. I somehow fall in between these two categories; the child is with his dad for the night, but usually I can't afford where the other women have chosen to imbibe. So, off I go to meet up with my gentleman friend who never seems to mind how sweaty I am. And he thoroughly appreciates my practice shorts. Yay me! After a few beers, a couple of shots (I am the Queen you know) some random texts from a few derby women, several rockin' tunes on the jukebox, the endorphins begin to wear off, the aches begin to creep back and the edges of my euphoria are touched with fingers of sleepiness. Realizing how early I will have to wake up, walk the dog and get ready for work, I pay my tab and say my goodbyes. Time to leave with my gentleman friend and snuggle up in his bed. As my eyes close, the smile on my lips stays put; I am sore, exhausted and nursing several new bruises and/or rink rash, but the feeling of accomplishment and fulfillment always overrides any physical discomfort. Before the REM begins, I have already outlined in my head the job assignments and schedule of events for the next home bout. I love being a FoCo Girl Gone Derby!

January 15, 2010

2010 Training Has Begun!

As I look on the track and see all of the new recruits so carefully skating through their drills, I have a small smile on my lips. It was only one year ago that I was in their position. I am filled with excitement for them and anticipation for myself thinking about the upcoming season and what it will mean for all of the newbies. 2009 was an amazing year for me; filled with life changing events, physical injury, new friendships and growth as a woman all piled onto a huge emotional rollercoaster. However, no matter what was happening in my off the track life, derby and FoCo were always there for me. Being a part of this league has brought so much more than physical fitness. I have discovered parts of myself that have been too long dormant. I have developed not only friendships, but discovered sisterhood. I can only hope that I can be a part of something similar for the new league members.

For myself, I look forward to all 2010 has to bring: my son learning to read, a newfound commitment to work, a new romance, and of course developing even further as a skater, league member, Deathrow Doll and possible mentor to my new derby sister.

Sentimental schlock aside, good luck to all of the new skaters, refs and support staff, veteran league members and coaches! Here's to 2010, may it be even more than we could all hope for!

Love and Skate!