Bike polo our destiny
It had been raining all morning as we pulled up to a roller hockey rink in Newark, DE. Suddenly the clouds broke letting the sunshine pour through, as if on cue from from the gods of bike polo. We played hard making stellar shots from just inside half court (Windle the Warrior), banking the ball though rounderd corners (so much better than those right angled mouse traps) and crashing wicked wrecks (Sarah ran over me and hit me in the head with her mallet, on purpose) for almost three house in the sweltering heat. Just when it was all too much, a welcomed sprinkle from 3,500 feet came down on our heads, and then stopped. Cooled off and basking in the warm light with the smell of fresh rain in the air we reflected back on the highlights of todays game (Long Shot Sam's sliding rocket shot of victory). We talked for a bit, wrapped up the scene, and headed to our vehicles. No sooner than I turned the ignition the rain came pouring down, washing our tires marks from the hockey court. It would seem that an unknown force of positive and negative energy has passed through our lives setting the course for bike polo. The game of hardcourt bike polo has chosen us all to play, love, and feel the pavement beneath our balding tires. If you've yet to play, come join us for our next game. Place your premonitions aside and let this shared destiny work though your soul, so that it may blossom into the best time of your life on a bike.
Here are three images from todays game:
When we play
Where we play
Heart of Darkness
Death Rink
The Castle
May 23rd, 2010 - 21:55
she totally did it on purpose! this was also our first 4-on-4 game (i think) and we were all witness to the skill and quickness of perry who is schooling us (literally) on the game of polo haha. i’m pretty sure that perry did not play on the losing side all day
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the ball not getting trapped in corners was fantastic in addition to the speed and playing area of a full hockey rink.