The Casagrandes

and intended for children over the age of 8.

Tan-tan!

Gatos, Gatos, Gatos, Gatos!

- -Gatos? Where?

-Where? -Not real cats, Abuela.

-The soccer team! -

Oh, well, when those real gatos get here, I'll be ready.

I don't know what you's is so excited about.

Everyone knows the Gatos lose every game.

This is not just a game!

It's the Cross Leg Championship.

Oh! So, they're gonna be big losers.

I've got my money on anyone who's not the Gatos.

- -

Oof!

Just wait, our star player, Picosito,

is gonna win this year. When he's hot-- Ay-yi-yi!

He's hot!

To bad he's been ice-cold for years!

Picosito, is no longer neat-o.

Hey Vito! Bet you wouldn't say that if he wasn't here.

I sure would.

I'd tell him that he and the Gato stink like

yesterday's kitty-litter.

Picosito! He's here!

Wha--?

Picosito! I'm Hector Casagrande!

It's an honour to have you in our mercado.

Why do they call you, Picosito?

I dunno. May I have 17 orders of your chilli chicharrones?

Extra picosos, por favor.

Oh, I get it now.

Oh, let me prepare those for you, Picosito.

Es un honor!

Caliente! Order up, Picosito.

Ah...

I'm your biggest fan. I've never missed a game!

Can I get a picture?

As long as I don't have to stop eating this.

Mas chile, porfis.

-Say Gatos! - Gatos!

Where?

I'm never washing my head again!

When did you start?

Picosito breaks down the middle,

takes the pass from Flores...

-Goal! -

Picosito has been fuego, tonight!

What a crazy change of fortune for el Gatos!

How is this even possible? These guys were dogs.

Uh, no offense Big Tony and Little Sal.

I'll tell you how it's possible.

Because Picosito rubbed my lucky, bald head!

I... I think you're right, Hector.

They were terrible before they rubbed your big cabeza.

Workin' on my Spanish.

Abuelo, you know what this means?

If Picosito wants to keep winning he has

-to keep rubbing your head. -

- -Hey, I could use some luck.

Uhn-uhn-uhn, this head is for Gatos only.

Meow.

-Aye! -Did I get the gato?

Excuse me, but Picosito has to rub my head.

-You got a ticket? -They were sold out.

Well then, I can't help you, pops.

Guess I'm out of luck and so are the Gatos.

Ugh, where's my flea collar?

-It's over-- I just-- -

Go ahead, Mr. Gato.

-Meower-power! -Meower-power, indeed.

Picosito!

Hey! Look who it is!

It's Mr. Gato!

Time to do the Gato Boogie!

Meow-meow-meow! Meow-meow-meow!

-Meow-meow-meow! -Go Gato, go!

-Gato, rub my head! -Huh?

It's Hector Casagrande!

You know, the handsome guy from the mercado?

I'm your lucky charm!

Ay señor, you know how many people

think they're our good luck charms?

You're right, I'm just an old fool.

Okay. No hard feelings. High-five.

Huh?

-Ah! -Come on, pops.

The game's starting and you're gettin' on my nerves.

- - Goal!

Let's take a look at that again!

Picosito scores on the opening kickoff!

¡Increíble! ¡Que emoción!

Hey security, on second thought,

don't kick that guy out.

He's our good luck charm.

Welcome to the team, Hector.

Team, good game yesterday.

Another win, all because of our lucky charm,

Hector Casagrande.

So don't forget to rub Hector's head!

Kept it warm for you.

That's it. Make it count, muchachos.

We're going to win.

Ah! The wrong team is winning!

My luck has worn off!

We're toast if I don't do something.

Rosa! The Gatos are losing!

Even with the whole team rubbing my lucky head.

You have to restart my luck and fast!

The game is already half-over!

I'll have to use all the remedios

in my good luck arsenal.

- -Gah!

We'll start with a good luck smoothie packed

with herbs like artemisa.

Doesn't that sound delicious?

Ugh.

It may sound delicious, but it tastes like a dirty bata.

Ba-ba-dee-ba-ba..

Hurry up with the sage,

the second half is about to start.

You're right. We'll need to turbo-sage you.

Oof.

After the herbs and sage, I recommend this.

A mini-Hector?

Even better, a magical mini Hector!

I had it custom-made from Ernesto Estrella's website.

¡Híjole! How is this helping my luck?

It isn't! You just need the exercise.

Ah!

Ah!

Arrf-arrf!

Rosa! Do something!

Lalo, bad dog.

Ah!

How do you feel now, Hector?

Oh, I feel pretty lucky to be alive.

Picosito, I'm back!

Abuelito, forget it.

Your lucky bald head is just a bald head.

You don't understand. I recharged it.

-It's lucky again! -Oof.

Ay... Mi dedo gordo!

Poor Gatos.

I don't know what's wrong with my remedies.

Hector is still unlucky.

I don't know about dad but I've been very lucky today.

I found a $20 bill in a wallet I thought I had lost.

- -Easy come, easy go.

He-he-- Ah!

See, can't lose. Everything's been coming up, Carlos.

Except for these new chonis Frida got me.

It's been chafe city all day.

These aren't yours, they're Hector's jalapeño chonis!

That's another trauma for the books.

-Hector wore these yesterday... -And the day before.

What if it was Hector's chonis that brought the good luck?

Hector, I know why you have been unlucky.

You've been wearing the wrong chonis.

-We're on our way. -

We don't have time to bring you food, too.

-Hector! -Dad? What took you so long?

There's only two minutes left and they're down by five!

Watch how you talk to me or I'll use the doll again.

I mean, thank you, mi amor.

Quick. Put these on. They're what make you lucky!

Ha! ¡Híjole! Why is it to hard to run?