Bike polo tourney, April 27-29
By Sunny Montgomery
It was a warm and particularly windy afternoon when I attended my first bike polo practice, arriving at Coolavin Park as the pickup games were already underway. A dozen or so players and two large dogs hurried back and forth across the old tennis courts. The dogs, unfortunately, did not play polo. Instead, they barked raucously at the young children who’d wandered over from the playground, in part to tease the dogs but also to watch the players circling the court on their bicycles, chasing a small ball with their homemade mallets. Occasionally, a player would cruise past where I sat taking notes and whack their mallet up against the chain link fence.
Within just a few minutes, I witnessed my first collision. The player toppled sideways off his seat then struggled to climb back on while still holding onto his groin.