Hairy Herc Loves Tijuana
I found the American dream in Mexico.
Well said Herc.
And the dream continues in Tijuana, where last month Herc debuted for his 5th Mexican club in three years.
Down and out and rated total shit in Championship Manager '09, Gomez made a ballsy move from MLS to Puebla in 2010, and the rest is history. Ten goals in his first season propelled him to 'hot property' status, then came a World Cup roster spot, then a CONCACAF Champions League title with Santos Laguna.
Go on and scream "Take a look at me now!", or fart, in the general direction of Kansas City as loud and proud as you want Herc, you've earned it.
Now with Xolos in Tijuana, 'the club without borders', he's couldn't be a more perfect fit. After a knee surgery that kept him out of USMNT contention, Herc made his debut late last month. Like a champ, he scored a hat trick. As a second half sub. What a jefe.
An American-born son to an El Tri-supporting Dad, I'd say Tijuana is the ideal location for Herc's continued late career renaissance in his father's homeland.
Xolos, who reached the quarterfinals of last year's Copa Libertadores, are the embodiment of the growing Latin American soccer connection between the United States and Mexico. Like their mantra says, they're breaking down the tall barrier that is the US-Mexican border, but in a footballing context.
In its young history in the Mexican top-flight, the Xolos have roped in a remarkable fan base from Southern California, as well as interest across the States. And this doesn't just include Mexican-Americans, as Herc says. With academies planned in San Diego and Los Angeles, Xolos are building a bridge between these countries that both cultures need to cross.
On a seperate note, Herc couldn't look more unlike the Mexican hairless dog that is a Xolo right now. Run a Schick through that gangly beard 'mano! Debajo de eso eres muy guapo!