I’m convinced that if there’s ever an apocalypse, you really want a roller derby girl on your side. Not only do they have rough and tumble skills and mighty muscles for fighting off the zombie hordes, derby girls tend to be some of the most ambitious, multi-talented people I know.
Suzy recently took me out to her little plot in the Two Coves Community Garden in Queens.
Assisting with weeding and vine tending tasks before Suzy’s Gotham Girls practice, I’m surprised to see that Two Coves is surprisingly roomy for a city garden.
Suzy’s plot stretches out about 8 foot by 6 foot (roughly the size of a Manhattan apartment) and is home to cucumbers, sunflowers, tomatoes, watermelons, mint, basil, Swiss chard, kale, beans, pink flamingoes and jolly garden gnomes.
“I always forget to bring something to put the vegetables in, so I end up putting them in my helmet.” She says, passing me a stack of kale leaves as she piles up a haul of godzilla-sized cucumbers and fat tomatoes.
But Suzy’s not the only GGRD girl on the block. On the way back from the compost pit, she shows off the a neatly rowed plot maintained by Bonnie Thunders, the first derby girl to roost in Two Coves.
One of the garden locals helps diagnose an unfortunate case of low water pressure and invites us to take some fresh-picked green beans, cherry tomatoes and zucchini.
“I had two cute little pumpkins. You should’ve seen them,” he tells me, shaking his head. “But they’re gone. Stolen. Well — maybe next year…”
Suzy nods. “That happened to me, too. One of my gnomes disappeared.”
Ah, and there’s the downside of community living. The wounds inflicted by contact sports heal, but what’s to be done with the pain dealt by squash-snatchers and gnome grabbers?
Well, there’s always next year. Luckily, derby girls are also pretty great at shrugging off bruises.
Yours in Veggie Worship,