Hold On For The Ride Of Your Lives, Vatos!

Check one, two. What’s up fanaticos! My name is Alejandro and it’s an honor to be rockin’ the editors cap for Machochip. I’d first like to give a little love to my moms and pops for giving me the opportunity to piss my pants in a baseball uniform when I was a little kid. Without that, I don’t know how my love for sports would have blossomed.
Growing up in the ‘burbs of Los Angeles, I found out early on that I had a sense for the eccentric world of sports. I’ve accumulated the normal allegiances of an Angeleno kid: i.e. psychotic love for “Los Doyers”, Lakers, and the Kings. But rest assured amigos. My love for sports goes way beyond the barrio I grew up in. I also digg futbol, boxing, wrestling, or even some damn ostrich racing (have you ever seen that shyte!?). Basically, if it’s on the tele, then I’ll be all over it. Because here I go by the simple notion that if I digg it, and it’s outside the norm, then it’s gotta be good. Oh, I’m going to rip some serious smack talk as well, so you better not start crying when I bash on your favorite team or athlete. However, if you do start crying, drop me a comment letting me know. I will be sure to print it out and tack it on my “Wall of Victory.” Enough bull. In the words of San Fernando Valley’s greatest vato, Richie Valens, “Come On Let’s Go!”