Attend a traditional lucha libre match

“¡Qué idiota!” A shrill voice yelled next to me and I turned to see a young Latina girl pointing at the ring and laughing with her father. I just shook my head and sipped my comically-large cup of beer. At Arena México, everyone is encouraged to participate in the heckling action. After a few rounds, I was getting into the spirit too. But despite how vocal the crowd had been to this point, nothing prepared me for the roar that erupted when a bottle-tanned, blonde-haired wrestler entered the arena, decked out in stars and stripes and waving an American flag. I soon learned that nothing could rile up a crowd quite like the personification of America being beaten by a patriotic Mexican underdog.”

“Three days later I'm rolling up to my first Lucha Libre fight and praying there's enough cold beer to handle the probable cray cray. This event was in Guanajuato and Guanajuato doesn't have an auditorium for Lucha fights. It has a Centro de Espectaculos which is a "Center of Shows". They call it 'El Establo' or "The Stable" - and that should have been my first clue as to what I was in for. [...] The wrestlers were acrobats, comedians, villains, heroes, male, female, fit, fat, giants, midgets, masked and unmasked, but the one thing that they had in common was that they were all ENTERTAINERS. Everyone in and out of the ring including the MC's, referees, beer vendors, the crowd and this little gringa from Texas were all a part of the big show. I was hooked”

“Saw the women last week, and at first when I realized that I was disappointed, after seeing the matches I was thoroughly entertained. Brought out the kid in me when I thought wrestling was real.”