This soccer game happened just down the hill from Agustin Gonzales. To get there I have to travel on a dirt road for about 5 miles. Actually I parked my car by the side of the road part way and walked the last 15 minutes since the road carrened down a river bank and traveled awhile down the gravel riverbed before turning back into the path. But what a beautiful walk along the river and through the green fields where sheep and horses were grazing. Corn is looking pretty good considering the rains arrived late. As you will see in the photos the game was held on a grassy field between two corn fields. This is their community soccer field. Several pick up trucks with the husbands, boyfriends, brothers and other family members were parked at the side lines watching these very tough competitive women run their buts off, bouncing balls off their heads and generally having a great time. Also watching was one man and his horse who had been in the field cutting corn. He dumped his bundle, sat down in the grass and proceeded to watch the game. Afterward they posed for a team photo and we all piled in the back of a pickup truck and headed back to the road and my car. As I bumped along in the back of that truck I though "boy is this living". I have had this thought in several Mexican pickup trucks. You can see in one of those photos the river bed we had to drive in.
Just to clarify this particular game was not with the rug hookers or their daughters, although those young women also play the game. One of the team members is the mother of my god daughter. Part of the reason for this blog is to acquaint you with live in this part of Mexico.
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