Bolles de Trueno Biography - A Bumpy Road!

[Thunder 776]

Getting to the VHL for Mario Juan Huerto-Villa was a bumpy road to say the least.  Born in the Miguel Higaldo barrio of the City of Zitácuaro, Michoacán.  He never knew his mother nor his father; at just three months old, they were gunned down in a cartel rivalry bloodbath between the La Familia Michoacán and the Los Zetas, while on their way to Morelia.  Mario and his maternal grandmother, Eunesia Balastar Huerto Gonzalez, were swept up by surviving Familia members and brought to an undisclosed location where Mario’s fate began.  An infertile wife of a prominent member in the cartel took him in as her own.  In doing so, Eunesia had to choose death or exile to walk the beaches of Puerto Vallarta and sell wooden alibrejes dolls.

 

Mario Juan Huerto-Villa soon became nicknamed Bollos de Trueno, due to his gastric issues as a baby, having a propensity to fill his diapers with explosive force.  As he grew, every child associated with the cartel familia, knew him and identified him as Thunder Buns, to the point that Bollos preferred this name to his birth name.  Living in a communal campo gave Bollos a fierce instinct for survival.  The older kids abused the younger ones and the higher status kids abused them all.  But as statuses changed, so did the abuse.  For Bollos de Trueno, he learned to stand up to kids, regardless of age or power, often times leading to fighting with sticks, rocks, and anything else they could find as a weapon.  After every fight however; those involved always made up and continued on as friends, or somewhat on friendly terms.

 

As the La Familia Michoacán and Los Zetas cartels fought and turmoil found its way into the campo again, one day chaos erupted and five year old Bollos de Trueno found himself in a tractor trailer loaded with one and a half tons of pure methamphetamine hidden in watermelon crates, headed for the United States.  Once inside the U.S., Bollos de Trueno was passed off to a human trafficking group and was illegally sold to a wealthy Canadian couple desperately wanting a child.  False documents afforded Bollos de Trueno’s new family to get him into Ontario without issue.  The only hitch in this scheme was that Mario Juan Huerto-Villa no longer existed and Bollos de Trueno, the snot nosed five year old with a gastric disorder moved into a mansion in a neighborhood that was named North York, which later became known as The Bridle Path, in Toronto.

 

Trueno’s new parents immediately hired translators to teach Bollos English, French, and Mandarin, and even provided him with a piano teacher to give him some aesthetic appreciation and shake off some of his unpolished personality.  As it turned out, Trueno’s new adoptive mother was a professional ice skater when she lived in China, and Trueno took an interest in ice skating in the massive indoor rink on the property.  Trueno was being taught figure skating for months until the NHL season started up and he and his new adoptive family attended the first home game of the Toronto Maple Leafs, in their family suite.  Trueno fell in love with the game of hockey, especially the physical part of the game.  He was impressed with the speed and agility of these skaters, and the gamesmanship with a stick and puck.  He especially enjoyed the roughness and fights, wishing he was with his friends back in Mexico only playing hockey.  Trueno gave up figure skates, much to the chagrin of his adoptive mother, but not the father, put on hockey blades, grabbed a stick and his mother’s skating rink was turned into a hockey rink.  Over the next few years, Trueno was provided with trainers and developed his skills rather quickly.  It became apparent that hockey was Bollos de Trueno’s future, and he was given every opportunity to excel.  He couldn’t get enough hockey.  He went to every home game and spent time on the ice hours before the games with some of the Maple Leafs kids.  The kids seemed to have unfettered access to the Air Canada Centre.  To this day, Trueno doesn’t know the relationship his new father had with the Leafs, even after the arena’s name changed to Scotiabank Arena.

 

The first sign of trouble for Trueno came when he joined the Atom League.  He was granted a waiver to play under age, most likely due to influence from his adoptive father, and clearly demonstrated his abilities to earn a first line defender position.  Considerably smaller than the other players, he resorted back to aggressive behavior from his childhood days in the cartel camp, and was suspended for using his hockey stick as a weapon after being called a derogatory name by a smart mouthed 10 year old.

 

Given the unlimited money by his family, Trueno was provided a sports psychologist to overcome his anger and he was able to rejoin the Atom League the following season, and without surprise he became an instant successful hockey youth.  Trueno also shined in the PeeWee league, Bantam, and Midget.  Trueno was drafted by the Niagara IceDogs in the first round, but never made it to training camp because his adoptive parents were killed in a private plane crash outside of Banff National Park, returning from a business meeting in Vancouver.  Trueno’s desire to compete and play hockey disappeared overnight.

 

Confused, alone, and in emotional despair, Trueno sought out the only blood family member he knew, his abuela.  He had a sizable amount of cash along with a debit card, and convinced a young couple who were already going to Mexico to allow him to tag along, at no cost to the couple.  Trueno promised to not be a bother and did not disclose to this couple he had no intention of returning to Canada.  Once they landed, Trueno helped the couple with his translation to ease their process through the airport and to their beach condo.  It was then that Trueno broke the news to them that he would be on his own from there, and thanked them for their help.  In addition, he gave them an extra thousand dollars for their silence.

 

Trueno wasted no time getting onto the beach and felt completely out of place, even though this was his country.  On the sand, he walked among the poverty of vendors trying to scrap for pesos, all the while he looked over ropes, small walls, and other barriers where he saw people he related to more, those with money and means to thrive.  The contrast stupefied him.  He spent his first three days walking the hotel zone, asking every vendor he came across, before receiving promising information for him to try the marina.  His hopes were shattered however; after two more days of searching came up with no abuela.  Left with no other choice, he continued south back past the hotel zone and began inquiring along the Malecón and then entered the Romantic Zone.

 

By now, it seemed that every vendor was aware of his quest for an elderly woman named Eunesia.  After a week and a half, Trueno was about to step off the beach to find some tacos; tired, hungry, and emotionally distraught, a vendor came running towards him screaming he had seen Eunesia.  Trueno quickly got the information and began running the beach south looking for her.  Trueno spotted a tiny woman carrying a board with alibrejes characters, and was convinced it was his grandmother.  He started shouting, “abuela” and as he got closer the woman turned and immediately teared up.  Fifteen years later, her prayers were answered.  They embraced for what seemed like hours before speaking.  Eunesia’s legs gave out with the excitement and she insisted on learning everything about her grandson.

 

Eunesia knew nothing of what hockey was, but listened intently about the sport as Trueno described it.  When he finished explaining his life, Eunesia was adamant that Trueno return to Canada and live there, play hockey, and enjoy his life.  This turned into hours of discussion and disagreement.  In the end, Eunesia promised to collect the proper documents for her to go to Canada if Trueno returned to Canada as soon as possible.  Eunesia did not have a cell phone but she told Trueno that she has access to a public phone and they agreed Trueno would call the number every Sunday morning at 6 AM PV time.  They parted and Trueno sought out the couple who got him into Mexico for an unexpected return.

 

Upon his return, Trueno met with the IceDogs management and was given the opportunity to try out again the following year.  In the meantime, he rejoined his team in the Midget League, and spent the season dominating the Midgets.

 

Trueno spent two seasons with the IceDogs racking up a plethora of hits and blocked shots, as well as contributing to several wins, even though Trueno struggled somewhat as his sudden growth caused him to skate awkwardly for a few months.  In addition to that, a lower body injury prevented him from competing in the playoffs.

 

At VHLM draft time, it was explained to Bollos de Trueno that the draft pool was deep with defensemen and it would likely be that Trueno would be selected in the late second round or early to mid third round.  Trueno didnt mind, he just wanted to be selected so that he could prove to be a valuable hockey player.  Trueno was thrilled when he was selected 19th by the Saskatoon Wild.  Trueno hopes to enjoy a successful season with the Wild and contributes as best he can learning from his teammates, and hopes on winning the championship.

 

He calls his abuela every Sunday morning and updates her on his weekly performance.  Progress for gathering appropriate documentation to leave Mexico has been a struggle for Eunesia, but she does not tell Trueno anything other than things are moving along fine and she should be in Canada soon, which in reality is very unlikely.

 

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[Daniel Janser 1,983]

6 hours ago, Thunder said:

his new adoptive family attended the first home game of the Toronto Maple Leafs

This is text book child abuse right there. Why did the authirities not intervene? Where was the child protection service when this boy needed it the most?

[Thunder 776]

6 minutes ago, Daniel Janser said:

Why did the authirities not intervene? Where was the child protection service when this boy needed it the most?

Have to ask Trudeau!!!!!