The above and below photos were part of a series posted in a park near the Anthropolgy museum, so I can't tell you exactly what happened when the man below made his inevitable fall to earth. One can guess.
The Lucha takes place at a smallish stadium in the Roma neighborhood. Tickets for the first few rows ran about $25, and were worth every peso for the in the FACE action and non-stop hilarity. Below, our show's flier-
The show started off with the ladies' match.
Then there were various pairings of one on one, and team fights.
There was showboating. There was drama. There was leaping and throwing and attempted de-maskings! There were LADIES!
The crowd was maybe the best part about the show, relentlessly heckling the wrestlers, feigning outrage, and saying many, many impolite things about the wrestlers' mothers (especially, for some reason, La Mascara. Poor fellow).
Our best shot of the night-
Try not to be haunted by this shot of the blue Lucha little person. Oh, the things he has seen through that furry mask...
In the end, a victor was determined by TRICKERY in that the wrestler RUSH shamelessly pretended to have been kicked in the groin! Will there ever be justice for Tama Tonga and Terrible? Or for la Mascara's much maligned mother? I may never know, but I do know now that I love the Lucha.
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