What you see here is a perfect example of Mexican advertising. There was a baseball game yesterday afternoon between the Isla team and The Tres Amigos Gonads (Go North American Drunken Seniors). It was kind of like a group of older teenagers playing their grandfathers. Or put another way, kids who still get baby bonus in the same game as guys who now get their Pension check every month.
But before a big game like that you need preparation and organization, and that’s where us old guys shine. No one wanted to be the catcher, until Randy agreed to do it provided he had a cup. Bob said No problemo Senor and set about finding the proper sized Coconut. Then he got out his saw.
Later, sure that Randy would be happy with his “protector” Bob proudly showed off his craftmanship.
Right from the opening pitch the Gonads had the biggest and loudest cheering section. While doing the wave our girls kept screaming “Please don’t hurt our men”
I’m proud to say the Gonads also scored the first point. I’m sad to say that at the end of one inning it was 5 to 1 for the Mexicans. After two it was about 10-3. After that they quit counting. Good thing, cuz it wasn’t pretty. But it was a lot of fun! The locals finally put out their little kids and our guys figured out pretty quickly that that meant it was Pacifico Time.
I need to mention that the locals have invited the Gonads back for a grudge match next week. Our guys are to play an Isla team at 3:30 Monday. They’d start earlier but the kids don’t get out of Elementary school til then.
Here’s some more photos taken at the game from an album called Gonads Baseball.