Taless from the Zebra Herd: Colin Urmom
Of all the days from my childhood, the day that I stopped riding a bicycle and started skating stands out more than most. I was 10 years old and lived across from what is now a luxurious neighborhood, but at the time it was a woodsy and maze-like forest that all the kids biked in. I slashed my tire on a rock that day. I walked my bike home, put my skates on, and went skating. I never replaced the tire or bought another bike, and instead skated everywhere. Of course when I was a kid I didn’t dream of growing up and becoming a referee for a women’s roller derby league, but you never know what a hobby can turn into.
I moved to the Norfolk area about five months ago and after a few months of boredom, I started looking for things to do in the area. I had recently been to a derby bout in the Providence area and told myself that I wanted to someday, somehow be a part of a derby league. I found the Dominion Derby Girls and after talking to The Ruffian via emails about becoming a ref, I came out to practice. It was daunting coming out to practice. I must have debated for half-an-hour in my apartment before I showed up the first time. Not knowing anyone in the league or really anything about the sport seemed like a huge disadvantage, “But, what the hell,” I told myself. The team was very kind (which surprised me at first because I thought that roller derby chicks were supposed to be hard asses. I later found out that the DDG is a bunch of bad asses, but are very friendly at first.), and told me that they really needed refs and any help I could give would be appreciated. I saw what these women were about, how much effort they put into practices and decided to stick around as a ref. I came to a few more practices determined to learn more about the sport. Once I got all my equipment together, I laced up my skates…and busted my ass! It was a good laugh, but once the motion came back I didn’t want to stop. I started skating with the team and working on my technique during the hitting drills. (Guys don’t participate in the contact drills.) Now, all week I look forward to practice…except Sunday mornings!

Being a ref means more than skating for lengthy periods of time. I had no idea how much physical effort goes into roller derby or what I have to put forth physically and mentally as a ref. Granted the refs don’t take the contact, but they skate for the entire bout. I still have a lot of work to do before I will be able to skate for at least sixty minutes. You can’t just go out there and sing some song in your head while you skate around. You have to be able to make calls and skate in a small, enclosed circle. You have to be focused at all times and on the ready for any stray derby-ers that might happen to tumble in your direction. You have to be able to take 20 or more crazed women screaming at you for a bad call.
I am a recreation professional and am drawn to new and interesting recreational opportunities. Sure baseball is fun and I love football, but it doesn’t interest me anymore. Now when you hear “Roller Derby,” what do you think? Exactly! “What is it and I want to see it in action,” is what went through my head when I heard about it. Since becoming a ref for the DDG, derby is something that I find myself always thinking about. Not because of the women with tattoos or the brutal body checks, but because of the endless passion these ladies have for their sport. You don’t find this passion in normal recreation activities, and that is why I am here. This isn’t a come-once-a-week-and-sit-on-the-bench-and-chat type of activity. Women’s Roller Derby is a recreation revolution and I am proud to be a part of it.
So, don’t think you have to know someone or something about the sport to be a part of this league. From the deep and meaningful words of Tenacious Steve, “Don’t hate, PARTICIPATE.”







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