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Tia Juana Pistola has long and sultry history to which her association with The Rocky Mountain Rollergirls is a virtual redemption. Raised by a strict Catholic grandmother, the facts of her birth were carefully kept from her, but would that keep her from repeating the mistakes of her star-crossed parents – a Mexican luchador nearly as famous as El Santo in his native Sonora desert and a beautiful monja, a woman wholly dedicated to the path of righteousness, until the handsome wrestler corrupted her body and soul.

As a young girl she grew fond of ice cream, as it was the only true delight in her otherwise drab existence. Her old-school abuela would only let her play with Barbies and so-called girly things – something that chaffed against her wild and carefree spirit.

At the age of seven she crafted a toy pistola out of an unusual wooden branch she found and blackened it with shoe polish. She would set up the Barbie and Ken dolls in compromising positions and then shoot them with the pistol and whip them with shoelaces until her rage subsided. The little pistola became her secret friend, her confidant and ultimately her namesake.

In high school she found her forté in an underground fight club known as Las Luchadoras Subterráneas where she was know as Juana Fatal. After a sound whooping, her opponents were often heard to quote the dying words of her great, great grandfather Pancho Villa: “¡No permitas que esto acabe así! Cuentales que he dicho algo…” (Don’t let it end like this – tell them I said something…)

It was after one of these matches she met the suave, mysterious Mariachi from Tijuana. Soon they were married and moved to Denver, but it was not meant to last – one night he went out for a pack of smokes and never came back.

But as her quirky fate would have it, the move to Denver, coupled with joining The Rocky Mountain Rollergirls, would reunite her with her long lost familia. One night after a match, a feisty Latina came up and said, “You look like mi hermana.” It turned out to be her mother’s sister, who reconnected her with all her aunts, uncles, nieces, nephews and cousins. Now they all come to watch Tia Juana Pistola kicking ass on the flat track and sometimes taking names.