Sunday, October 26, 2008

Whomp, thwap, lucha libre













What better way to celebrate a parish's patron saint day than to host a friendly round of Lucha Libre. These masters of theatre, of good and bad, mask themselves and toss each other (unharmed) around the ring http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lucha_libre. The ultimate disgrace is being unmasked and thus being forced to change your identity. Talia watched a barechested drunken spectator get a little too rambunctous and get thrown in jail. For the rest of the Lucha Libre match, he yelled and rattled the jail bars, right behind the wrestling ring.