Sommer falls in love with Roller Derby, and reminds me of my own favorite stupid pseudosport: SlamBall. Sure, it sounds dumb. But I've never seen a sport as gleefully, accidentally brutal. It seemed like SlamBall's fate would be decided by which happened first: achieving popularity, or its first high-profile spinal injury. The odds looked good.

Sadly, someone made some stupid business decisions and my beloved SlamBall went away. But lo! What light on yonder trampoline-filled basketball court breaks?

Apparently, the sport isn't totally defunct. Some dopes even think the future looks bright for a EuroSlamBall league. I'm trying not to get my hopes up, but it's tough.