So I get back home late on a Saturday night after some serious drinking with friends, and once I've seen all the college football highlights it's time to channel surf. Nothing appeals more to my intoxicated mind than some low budget, low brow, low attendance Mexican tag team wrestling.
And to prove how deep the Algerian sickness goes, through my drunken stupor I manage to digest the fact the venue uses our favorite font for its logo in a two-second shot of several masked wrestlers swapping out during the match. Hit pause. Grab camera. Upload pic. Post blog. Don't get laid once again.
We think the "El Cuadrilatero" is in Mexico City or Laredo, Texas. Use your own Google skills to find that out, we're ready for bed or a Heineken...
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