Let’s be honest — you’d never heard or Cinco de Mayo until about 10 years ago.

Another day, another made up holiday.

It would be nice and fitting if this were Mexico’s Independence Day, but it isn’t. (That’s September 16).

It would be nice if people in Mexico recognized it is a national holiday, but they don’t. (It really only celebrated the state of Puebla.)

So what we have is a holiday that we care more about than they do that really isn’t a holiday.

Sounds like a holiday some beer company invented to sell more Dos Equis or Corona.

Here’s how it all went down: Cinco de Mayo all started back in 1862 — we had a situation of our own back in ’62 so no wonder we didn’t pay any attention — and is a holiday that recognizes a W by the Mexican army over the French army in the battle of Puebla.

See, now that in and of itself ought to be a red flag. Beating the French army? Like that’s a big deal?

The Mexican army had no depth whatsoever — they were listed as 8-to-1 underdogs on the Vegas line — and the French were loaded with draft picks, but nevertheless it became a major source of pride.

But it was short-lived because the French came back in extra innings and captured Mexico City anyway and ran the country until they screwed that up and high-tailed it back across the pond and have been producing really good chefs ever since. I guess that counts for something.

Feel free to have an extra chimichanga and knock down a Tecate on May 5 if you are in Council Bluffs, Iowa. Just don’t expect a lot of that to be going on in Mexico City.