“Maybe you’ve heard about how I got my name, but I will tell you the real story....
At 10, I was playing in the Pachuca academy, and I was always playing jokes on my teammates — standard kid stuff like hiding in a closet or under the bed and then jumping out to try and scare them. Back then, I was this tiny 10-year-old with spiky hair, so I guess to them I was like the doll from Child’s Play.
But the name was never meant as an insult. One day, during the first week I was there, a couple of my teammates came up to me like, “Hey, y’know, we were thinking … would it bother you if we called you Chucky?”
They actually came to ask my permission!
And I was like, “I don’t have a problem with that.”
I mean, it could be worse, right?”