During half-time, Oakland’s Mayor Jean Quan proclaimed May 11, 2013 as “Bay Area Derby Girls Day” for the entire city. I have known Mayor Quan since she served on the school board (and later as my City Council Member). I have always been impressed with her visibility at community events. At derby, I was impressed by her ability to adapt. She pronounced the San Francisco ShEvil Dead’s name correctly. She asked questions and talked about her mother attending derby.
Mayor Quan also got close to the floor and photographed action. I think she is ready for her own derby photography persona. (She can probably have mine since I am not really using it.) After the bout, she spoke to reporters and fans. Mayor Quan looked like a regular derby fan.
The bout was not close. Still, the Montreal New Skids on the Block challenged the BAD Girl All-Stars until the final jam. (See more photos from the bout here.)
When the bout ended, the fans rushed the floor and congratulated the home team. After the Golden Girls skated a few laps, the fans thanked the visitors. Mayor Quan joined the line too as if she had been going to derby with her mother.
On the other hand, I felt completely out of place. (It is hard to be a persona, when you are struggling to find yourself.) Allegedly, I am a real roller derby photographer. I have a really cool web address (A Flat Track Mind dot com) and an even cooler roller derby persona (P Giddy). But it is hard to be giddy when I prepare for the mayor’s visit by listening to John Mayer… and not the uplifting John Mayer, but the melancholy Shadow Days John Mayer. No kidding, “it hurts to be real and honest.” That is why I created P Giddy.
I wanted a youthful persona who resembled a cross between Jeff Spicoli and McLovin from Superbad (check out the 2007 Flash website). P Giddy would wear a 1980’s rock concert T-Shirt’s and quote scenes from Fast Times at Ridgemont High. He would pretend to love Led Zeppelin, although he would really listen to Jackson Browne’s Somebody’s Baby (from Fast Times). Oh wait, this persona is starting to sound more autobiographical than I intended.
Maybe I am not meant to have a persona. I could swear that I am wrong and still be … Hey, maybe I could be “The Mayer.” Not Mayor Quan, but John Mayer. I could dress like John Mayer (wear 22) and write about how “love turns the whole thing around.”