A couple of wrestling matches, pulque and a gentle Sunday sun can make for a special cap-off to a weekend. Always down for an escape from the smog of the city, we tripped up to the mountain in the south called Ajusco.
What led me on that journey was Niña Rap. I saw her the night before along with El Abogado and his Mano Armada Crew, and wanted to check them out again. They were scheduled to perform at a mini music festival on the grounds of a pulqueria called La Frontera. It´s right across the Picacho-Ajusto freeway from the Gotcha compound.
Here´s a slideshow of photos from the day I uploaded to Youtube.
Moby’s “Signs of Love” doesn’t make me think tough thoughts. El Hijo Del Santo has a legacy to live up to, he should really bring it with a little more aggression.
A charged crowed watched a scion of Mexican wrestling royalty one night, last month (A legacy of branding): El Hijo Del Santo. The son of El Santo, who fronted Sunday magazine, “Dia Siete” earlier this month. His series of holds or llaves, which they’re called in Spanish, look straight silly today; not that 50 years ago they looked any more real. It’s just nice to have that flavor, he uses moves his dad taught him probably. There was a family resemblance in that *camel clutch he used to win the match.
Yes, it is true. When he died our first option was not to tell anybody and to keep it in the family but my brothers and I decided it wasn’t fair to keep him from his fans, so we decided to release the news nationwide. For the funeral, it was important for people to see him in his mask as they were not going to see Rodolfo Guzman, but El Santo, so yes, he was buried with his mask on.
Video, top, from Jan. 31, match promoted by Los Perros Del Mal in Mexico City .
The skull and bones can’t be denied for its popularity here in Mexico City. That video is from an opening lucha match last month; they always start with the smaller guys. For lucha fans, La Parka , who spins, sometimes pop-locks and knee hops to Michael Jackson’s “Thriller” as it blasts from the arena speakers, is the man when it comes to the skull and bones wrestling suit. But wait, that’s not La Parka in the video, it’s Mini Parkita–not to be confused with the deceased La Parkita. And neither should be confused with one of the most famous luchadores of his generation, Adolfo Tapia, who for legal reasons (had nothing to do with infringing on MJ) changed his name to L.A. Park. The “ORIGINAL” according to the word stenciled down both wrestling boots. More on that later.
La Parka
At least one thing is constant: Michael spitting that eight-letter word every time one of these luchadores walks into the ring.
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