My biennial trip to the Llano Estacado has gotten off to decent start. When I travel for the Longhorn Sapnish Radio Network, we make it our mission to find some decent Mexican food on the road. Granted, it’s easy in Lubbock because it’s in Texas. But I have had some very decent carnitas – very decent – in Omaha, Nebraska. Some of the best I have ever had actually.
We’ve eaten Mexican in Columbus, Topeka, Lawrence, Des Moines, Columbia, St. Louis, Orlando, even Cheyenne, Wyoming. The only place we haven’t satiated our epicurean curiosities is College Station. The less time you have to spend in College Station, the better.
Last night, we went to a place called Mar y Tierra. Luckily for me, they had the Pumas-Tecos game on the telly. It made me realize just how far we have come in the USA so that we can watch footie on the TV. I remember the days when SIN’s Sunday game of the week was the only offering.
Was I the only one who noticed that the crowd seemed to sound the same for every game?
Now we can watch the MLS, MFL, EPL, Ligue 1, Serie A, the Bundesliga, La Liga, as well as Argentine, Colombian, Brazilian, and the occasional Uruguayan league game. So whatever your team, chances are you’ll be able to see it. Live.
This morning the hammers finally got a point, and I got to see it.
I got to see my Pumas fritter away another lead on the road last night. Losing two terrific players without finding any worthy replacements makes them spectacularly average. But damn those uniforms look good. It almost makes up for the banality on the field. Almost.
But it was great to be able to watch it. I can’t watch every pumas game, but it’s nice to know it will always be on. Somewhere.
And the carnitas last night? Surprsingly good. Almost as good as the ones in Omaha. Almost.