Tag: Mexico

  • Mike Alstott

    Mike Alstott

    Still quiet on the Northern front. I think I read that once the Bears lost Khari Blasingame, their season went down hill, so that just gives me an excuse to post Mike “Juggernaut” Alstott highlights. I do wonder if Ben Johnson will utilize a full-back, or if he’s trying out linemen to do spot FB duties like Doug Kramer last season.

    Random other sport’s thoughts.

    The other football – U.S. vs Mexico was entertaining. I never played much soccer growing up, so like many Americans, didn’t give it much thought ’til the World Cup hit Pasadena in 1994; then I experienced first hand the electric atmosphere it could generate. I saw a bunch of Germans, Brazilians, etc getting on top of lampposts waving their flags, just jubilant having a good ole time. Of course if they do that now they’d likely get deported, but I digress…

    Something about soccer lends itself to international pageantry. The low scores might turn-off a lot Americans, but I think they build up tension. I mean, imagine shouting “Gooooooooaaaaallll” 15 times a game…just not the same.
    Besides, hockey and some baseball games can be just as low-scoring, yet equally entertaining as long as the teams are good. Just takes a bit more nuanced appreciation like a stout beer.

    One thing that caught me off guard. [spoiler alert]. Mexico scored a goal, but was flagged “offsides,” so goal didn’t count. In the past, this would’ve been an international incident and in some countries motivated rioting and conspiracy theories.

    However, soccer now implements replay. It’s a rather fast process too. I wish the NFL would streamline its replay system like soccer instead of showing us every angle in slow-mo like it was the Zapruder film.

    Still, it’s hard for me to get TOO invested in soccer because of one MAJOR flaw.

    FLOPPING

    I mean, sometimes it’s like a whole team of Vlade Divacs out there, and it just kills it for me. Hard to respect “world class athletes” who go down faster than Mia Khalifa.

    But when there’s not too much flopping, international soccer games can be a lot of fun, though I’m not waking up at 6AM to watch matches – that’s for damn sure!

    I was also surprised that Alexi Lalas looks like this now.

    Giddy up.

  • “Mexico is Raw” by guest reg Hippy

    “Mexico is Raw” by guest reg Hippy

    Mexico is raw. 

    Dusk urgency had us loading the van. 

    Not a good plan to drive at night type urgency

    I was to blame. I wouldn’t come in. 

    The jungle, when lush, is amazing; it’s like a green canopy creating a tunnel as high as the highest truck that prunes it over the two lane highway.. 

    We pulled through La Union and hit a checkpoint at the Troncones turn off. 

    “Dude, we are next to a Pemex”

    “Saw it, Fuck”

    You can’t turn around and have them follow you. If they control the national petrol station… That’s not the Military. 

    The Cartel monitors the highway because of business competition, not surf tourism, but that is not reassuring with automatic rifles and hard stares focused on your arrival to their open court. 

    “CHEEEEECagO” was all he said. I was wearing a Bear hat. 

    I took off my sunglasses and placed them of the brim of my hat, blocking the iconic “C” on my “lucky” Bear hat

    We were searched and my new name was Cheeeeeecago. 

    “¿Donde esta tu mota ?” 

    “No fumar”

    He didn’t believe me. We handed over our identification. Photocopies. We’ve been through this before, and there’s always money hidden inside the photo copies. 

    The feeling of being shaken down never becomes normal because there is no normal on a jungle highway. 

    Quick glance. Our “military” checkpoint did not issue military boots; they were all wearing tennis shoes. Not good. 

    What would it take to acquire Military issue uniforms?  

    The soldier in front of me with the assault rifle lingering much too close motioned to move over beyond the open door of our van. 

    As I moved, the reflections of an approaching semi truck illuminated the highway canopy and headed southbound towards our location. 

    That is when I noticed a sniper pad above us on the lush jungle headland and heard their whistles… They wanted us to move along.

    Their target was arriving.   

    The gun now faced me and his wide smile reminded me that he held the cards. 

    Vamanos CHEEEECAGO

    As he motioned for us to leave, he reached for my head and removed my sunglasses. He placed them on his face and smiled even wider…”Cheeeeeeeecgao”

    We drove past the highway fire pits and guns and suddenly resumed our hunger

    “You’re lucky he didn’t take your lucky Bears’ hat” was all Danny said. 

    I thought he was reaching for my hat.