I tried bike polo after years of hesitation — cue the stumbles and crashes

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When you arrive, you can hear them before you can see them — the hollow knock of mallets against boards, the skidding of tires, and the slap of plastic balls ricocheting across cement. As you approach the rink, the lights hum overhead and the players zip past in a blur. On rookie nights, extra bikes and mallets wait off to the side, ready for anyone curious (or brave) enough to try. Two hockey nets mark each end of the rink. There’s no clear leader, but everyone seems to know the drill: welcome in the new folks.

I sat on the bench, feeling nervous and fully aware of how much I didn’t know. I’ve been cycling for years — the kind of rider with too many bikes and not enough storage — but I’m also incredibly klutzy, which is probably why I spent the last eight years putting off the one sport I’ve always wanted to try: bike polo.

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