Beside me is a tower of loose, colourful A5-sized booklets resting precariously upon each other. It's a tower of history - bright, eye-catching pages dancing a story of noise, of victory, of... smells. Some are creased, torn or weathered by history itself. Some, like history, have been walked over by drunk bastards, rolled over by giants who are the heroes of some and the nemeses of others. Most have been casually defaced by a loafing quack of a journalist.
I love the roller derby flyer.
This snappy and convenient hand-out is a brilliant invention and I thank the enterprising individual who came up with the idea. The flyer contains the sort of information that you just can't dredge out of a Facebook event page. Here are some of the things I find the most useful about the derby flyer, in no particular order: