My identity for four years has been the girl who couldn't pass min skills. Not sure what my identity will be going forward. Hopefully badass blocker.
Last night's highlights:
- Skater who's amazeballs jammer. Legit just plows through, no stopping her or bracing for her. We were holding her fairly well for a bit, despite that. I even heard myself grunting. That's sexy.
- I tried jamming again. Yes, I'm stupid. I sort of ALMOST slid around with that cool mohawk move, but I wasn't fast enough before someone slowed me down enough for everyone to reform around me. It warranted a fist bump from the ref. Sweet. I don't want to be a jammer, so I'm just not going to worry about my skills as jammer. But that mohawk move is pretty sweet. There's a skater who does it superb, like a signature move type thing.
- I was told I'm wanted, that I'm NEEDED. And that they fully expect me to be bouting with them next season. It was as if someone whispered in all their ears, be nice to Roxy and fluff up her ego. I could use a good fluffer.
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