 When I arrive, I ask around for the best bar to watch them all play. Over and over, I'm advised to catch the game somewhere else. One local resident, who will only give her first name, Alba, tells me to leave before dark. Rocafonda is rampant with drug dealing, she says. All night long, they're dropping drugs from windows down to the street. And the police won't come if you call them, she says, because they'll be attacked.