José was born. No one really knows where, he just showed up one day with a big sombrero, and bigger dreams. He got his first job at Home Depot, where he worked like a machine (but wasn’t one). If you asked for help, he’d appear out of nowhere like, “¿Qué pasó, jefe?” The señoras loved him. So did the plants.

One day, a man in a suit told him, “José, you want your green card? You gotta serve.” So José joined the army. Not because he loved war, but because loved staying in the country. Now José fights not in wars, but in the arena. Not for violence, but for glory.