Ode to Smackson Pollock

The family of Greensboro Roller Derby continues to expand, which sometimes means our skaters must head off to other places and spread their awesomeness elsewhere. This hurts me in my heartal area, but I get comfort knowing some of the best people in the universe are out there, reppin' hard in other places.

Smackson Pollock-- formerly MSG, a beautiful Bettie and a Gate City all-star-- is leaving us for the coast. We will miss her. I will miss her. So I wrote her this poem. Please enjoy.

For Smackson

Smackson, Smackson

How I love thee

In my heart, you have always been MSG

Your muscles so ripped

Your booty so big

So pretty and girly, yet you eat like pig

Your laugh is infectious

And your hugs so sincere

Always the last one to wash your smelly gear

Your hits are the worst, but my favorite to get

Getting a hip check from you is truly the pits

I love how we hit each other the entire jam

Or how we help each other achieve a grand slam

Going against you or with you is always so fun

Cause I know we will giggle with each other when the clock says its done

There is something so special about you that I wish I could capture

An afterparty with you is always a delightful disaster

You really are one of the best girls I will ever meet

My favorite to lose to, and my favorite to beat

Smackson Pollock, you are a wonderful and unique woman that makes the world a better place. I will miss your laugh, hugs, and your wonderful approach to life. Hitting you and being hit by you is one of the reasons I love roller derby so much.

Keep being you.

XOXO Miller Lightnin'