Rubber Metal Flesh

By: Gustav Hoiland

Nov 11 2012

Category: bike polo

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Focal Length:50mm
Shutter:1/0 sec
Camera:Canon EOS 5D Mark III
Mallet & Net

A day on the court, the blacktop that has turned decidedly grey in its old age. Perhaps it’s hovering in middle age, darned smooth as it is. The wooden boards surrounding the carnage seem to need repainting every year and repair every two. A roller hockeyist fixed the door latches himself (thanks!).

With darkness falling by five, as if the sun were shunted by Mr. Gately himself, there was more motivation than usual to get on with the next game already. Cries of WE’RE LOSING DAYLIGHT were common, though they always seem tinged with a bit of parody. At some point somebody probably took it all a bit too seriously and yelled that, but they’re undoubtedly (at least to me) buried beneath years of mystique by now.

Nick here, the whale-wristed wreaker of total polo havoc, seen before his prey. Shoulder lowered, but not seen, anticipating that difficult forehand flick (muscularly speaking, at least) that will clang so sweetly against the yellow bar behind the line of accepted goalery.


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