Roll Bounce Page

It’s the summer of 1978. The air is thick with humidity and the smell of barbecue smoke. The radio is crackling with Chic’s “Le Freak,” and on any given Saturday night, if you listen closely past the cicadas, you’ll hear it: The rhythm of wheels on wood.

But then, tragedy strikes (literally, the rink closes). The crew is forced to venture into enemy territory: . Sweetwater is the major leagues. It’s polished, it’s posh, and it’s ruled by a villain so gloriously named it hurts: Sweetness . Roll Bounce

So, dust off your skates. Put on some Earth, Wind & Fire. Find a smooth surface. And remember: It’s the summer of 1978

Life is better when you’ve got the bounce. 😉 tragedy strikes (literally