The Sun Stone — La Piedra del Sol

I, Pancho Villa, ride out of the dust to tell you of a power older than the grass of any pitch. Behold the Stone of the Sun, hissing with the heat of five eras. When our warriors in green descend upon the Azteca, the earth itself begins to roar. I saw it when the basalt turned to fire beneath the feet of Hugo Sánchez, the cosmic calendar aligning to grant him flight for a legendary bicycle kick. The gods do not watch from above; they play through us.