Journalist Robert Andrew Powell moved to Juarez, Mexico, one of the contenders for murder capital of the world, to follow its soccer team, the Indios, which had surprised everyone with wins that catapulted it into soccer's major league. This is not going to be a Disney movie; the Indios play terribly for most of the year, until it is certain that they will return to the minor leagues. He spends time with the son of the team's owner and with the Karteleros [the pun on cartel is intentional], the team's devoted fan club, as well as with the players. There is much to discuss here: the differences between Juarez and El Paso, Texas; whether the owner of the Indios is complicit in the drug trade and, if so, wittingly or through willful blindness; why Juarenses love their city so much; whether Juarez has a problem with "femicide," women being murdered because they are women or whether it just has a crime problem; the differences between the Karteleros and sports fans everywhere; and whether or not drugs should be legalized. But the book, although well written, is bleak. We had seven out of 12 members at the meeting, but only four had read the book. Votes ranged from 1 to 3.5, with an average of 2.75. Our book club is fairly adventurous. If they didn't like this book, yours won't either.