I spent a good portion of my twenties indulging a raging roller derby fetish. I watched bouts in tiny retro roller rinks, followed my team to championship tournaments and made a fool of myself at numerous after parties. I was attracted to the energy of the crowd and the culture of unapologetically tough and driven women playing a physically demanding game. And who are we kidding, derby girls are insanely hot. What riot grrrls did for third-wave feminism was what derby offered me, and continues to offer an entire new generation of girls. They deftly maneuver a spectator sport, highlighting the talent and passion of some extraordinary women. I thought my fandom couldn’t grow further, and then I found out about Team USA.