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M I A M I, F L O R I D A
At Starbucks. Mercedes enjoys her usual: skinny dirty soy chai latte size tall. A young priest sits at her table, setting down his order. She sees his collar.
Mercedes: You must be busy.
Priest: About to be busier.
Mercedes: Have you already had service?
Priest: Funeral today. Evening services tonight. A service tomorrow morning.
Mercedes pushes her coffee towards him.
Mercedes: Here. You might need this more than me.
Priest: Really?
She nonchalantly shrugs her shoulders, adding a smile.
Mercedes: Unless, it's offensive for us being here. You know, that whole Starbucks - Planned Parenthood thing....
As soon as she said that, Mercedes covers her face in embarrassment.
Mercedes: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you.
Priest: No. What's offensive is that so many Christians are worried about offending other people. For that, I'M sorry!
Mercedes shakes the priest's hand.
Mercedes: Thank you Father.
Priest: Thank you sister.
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T A M P A, F L O R I D A
The Day of My Bloody Valentine PPV
Florida weather is said to be the best all year round. With the exception of the occasional cold front or the Olympic spectacle known as hurricane season, odds are pretty good that you will never have to reach for a jacket anytime soon. February is the second coldest month of the year in the state. The last few weeks in winter are almost coming to an end. Today, the wind has picked up here in Tampa as the cameras open up to a shot of the Yuengling Center on the campus of the University of South Florida and the home floor of the Bulls men and women's basketball teams. Inside the building, we see the arena being set up for tonight's big event, namely My Bloody Valentine, the third event ever for Sin City Wrestling and the first show since the last one four years ago. That it was coming to the Tampa Bay area for the first time was a big deal.
It's just after 2:30 in the afternoon. Outside at the parking lot, Mercedes Vargas, in a total black outfit consisting of black skinny jeans, paired with a basic shirt and a black leather jacket, does a mental checklist of her belongings before she heads for the arena while maneuvering a rolling tote bag and luggage.
Before entering the arena, she is checked in with a metal detecting wand then steps through the metal detector when an employee of the school waves her through.
Showtime was only hours away.
T A M P A, F L O R I D A
Backstage at the Yuengling Center
"I don't know why Florida gets a bad rap. I get there are retirees and most people are from up North..."
"Come on, not all Floridians are old, spend time in amusment parks, or live by the beach."
Vargas sits tall in a director's chair while Janet the makeup artist adds a second coat of mascara. The Argentine's makeup is classic. Black liner, warm undertone foundation, a tasteful nude lip. As Vargas' lashes are curled, she chats with an SCW producer while thumbing through her cellphone.
MERCEDES: I'm not saying tooling around on your boat or laying by the beach is boring or anything. There's Disney World, Sea World, South Beach. You get to wear shorts and t-shirts 365 days a year. What's not to like?"
PRODUCER: So, is this your first time in Tampa or first visit to Florida?
MERCEDES: No, actually. I think I've been to Florida 13 times. Well, tonight makes it 14. I've been to Miami, Pensacola, Jacksonville, Daytona Beach, Estero, Orlando, well technically Bay Lake, West Palm Beach. Oh, and Tampa.
PRODUCER: How long has it been since the last trip?
MERCEDES: Um, 2011ish, I think? So nine years, give or take. It's been awhile.
PRODUCER: Favorite thing about Tampa?
MERCEDES: It's going to be plenty busy over the next year or so. There's SCW's pay-per-view tonight, then I hear another company is having their pay-per-view at Raymond James Stadium next month.
PRODUCER: Raymond James isn't far from here. 30 minutes or so.
MERCEDES: Right. They got the Super Bowl next year, too. How crazy is that?
PRODUCER: How do you feel about tonight, nervous?
MERCEDES: Confident.
Mercedes puts down her phone.
MERCEDES: I have five opponents to get through tonight, and I'm making sure I'm the last woman standing on top of that ladder, whatever it takes.
A fluffy makeup brush sweeps off the smidge of foundation in quick, broad strokes. Mercedes receives the last touches of makeup and the occasional touch-up in her hair before she's free to leave.
MERCEDES: Time flies when you're having fun. I've gotta run.
~~~
T A M P A, F L O R I D A
Backstage at the Yuengling Center
Two hours have come and gone since the opening bell to My Bloody Valentine. New contenders were crowned, The Three Way and Candy retained their respective championships, Wolfslair ended the night draped in gold, The Nobility and Andrea Hernandez were also winners tonight. And now the final third of the 15-match card was just under way.
Mercedes is not too far from the curtain, already suited up in her ring gear. She gets herself psyched for the night that is to come. For the last time we get her thoughts.
MERCEDES: You know, as successful as I've been over the years, I still find it funny that people still count me out. People counted me to beat Sam Marlowe at Into the Void for the Bombshell Roulette Championship, they counted me out to beat London Underground for the Mixed Tag Titles, they even counted me out in regaining the titles against them and Sam and Caleb, and each time I proved them wrong.
Mercedes turns her attention to the curtain just in time as Halo Williams walks through, the night ending with the Combat Championship, her newest title, over her shoulder. Mercedes watched as she walked pass, no doubt knowing that she will enjoying her flight back home.
MERCEDES: See that? That's how I want my night to end, wearing gold. Everyone thinks they're the favorite to win, and I'm no different. I don't care who I'm going through, but I'm coming out of that match the two-time Bombshell Internet Champion. I've champion before. I know that I can do so again tonight."
In a matter of moments, six challengers will be after the same thing in what will be a very crowded match. But only one will grab the spotlight. She hoped it was her. In fact, she would make sure it was be.
PRODUCER: You know things won't be that easy. It's every woman for herself out there.
MERCEDES: So let me get this straight. What you're saying is to become Bombshell Internet Champion I have to beat five other women, climb a ladder, and then retrieve the championship?"
Mercedes raises an eyebrow.
Just then, her music starts playing as the crowd anticipates her arrival.
"Challenge accepted."
~~~
T A M P A, F L O R I D A
Backstage at the Yuengling Center
"Sometimes I don't think I can get any worse, than I go ahead and prove myself wrong. Story of my life, I guess."
My Bloody Valentine is in the books. Mercedes sat silent in her car, staring at her hands, which she moves to covering her face. The loss still deadpands her. She holds this despondent look for a moment before looking up, as if seeking some sign from above, then after a breath, she met the camera's gaze.
MERCEDES: I had that match...I had it. The title was just beyond my fingertips. I just seconds away from making history and....
Her deep brown eyes steady, her expression resolute.
MERCEDES: You know what, this isn't over. I will be back for that Internet Championship. Not a matter of if, but when. And if Kate Steele is still champion by then, she can kiss her title good-bye."
~~~
Blog: Almighty Fire
semana del 1 al 8 de marzo de 2 0 2 0
It wasn't bad. That's the good news.
It wasn't good, either. That's the bad news.
The Bombshell Internet Championship ladder match at My Bloody Valentine didn't go my way, but I can live with the result because when someone like Kate Steele winning just proves that anyone can get lucky. And let's face it, she's been more lucky than good through her career.
You know, as much as this "Going Home" Tour looked good on paper to Christian and Mark, the results haven't exactly been that great, at least for the hometown heroes since this tour began. Countless wrestlers had walked into their hometown with dreams of having their moment in the spotlight, only for everything to blow up in their face. So far, we've seen Alicia Lukas put on the shelf by Bobbie Dahl on the first show of the new year; The Barnharts embarrassed by The Trenton Tigers; Keira Fisher-Johnson failed to grab a world title opportunity - not like the girl stood much of a chance anyway; and Stephen Callaway walked out of last week's main event the same way he came in - with nothing to show for it.
Jessie Salco and Roxi are the only people who actually pulled it off, but beating Twisted Sister and Bobbi Dahl isn't really impressive when you think about it, and Violet never even fought, she was a special guest referee.
Celeste North, yes, the same one who once led the Mean Girls and who is now the top women's champ over in Sin City Underground, embarrassed Christina Rose the first chance she got in her hometown - that's Chrissie's actual hometown of Detroit - three years ago in April.
Jamie Dean is from Los Angeles, but I bet he probably wanted to dig a hole to hide in after he was defeated by Calvin Harris. Crystal also calls LA home and she did retain the World Bombshell Championship title at High Stakes VI that one time, but it was against Jessie Salco.
The only one who had any kind of a hometown send-off was Matthew Kennedy when, and he won the Roulette Championship - in a mud match. And how!
Now with that said, Climax Control is overseas for the second week and we continue our trip in the UK when we head up north to England. I've been fortunate to visit all four countries in the UK, but anytime I get an opportunity to visit England is special. I've heard there's 51 cities there, though I've been to only five and, yeah, it's the ones you would probably expect: Birmingham, Sheffield, Leeds, Manchester, and obviously, London, probably more times than I care to admit. Heading to York will be interesting.
This Sunday I get a match with the hometown girl, Apple Corren. You can pretty much guess how that's going to turn out, but I'm going to give Apple a fighting chance. She deserves at least that because anyone who has followed her SCW career have long dismissed her as an afternoon in the women's division, and that's a shame.
Apple is actually decent in the ring and it showed in her earlier matches when she started out. Maybe she just needs someone to take a chance on her. If SCW planned on making Apple a top star in the company, someone failed there. That makes me a sad panda. Apple deserves so much better. To go winless an entire year is a Jessie Salco move. The more I think about it, the more it makes me die a little inside.
Poor Apple. Poor Ivy. Poor fans who to watch this match.
Moral of the story?
If there's an show coming up in your hometown, chances are you're about to lose.
Wins means a little more when they happen in their hometown.
Apple picked the wrong week to have that match, especially when I'm pissed off.
Hope for the best, prepare for the worst...
And may the odds be ever in your favor.
~~~
It's Not Whether You Win or Lose: Gatekeeper the Fifth
Present Day • M I A M I, F L O R I D A
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The scene opens on a trio of men playing violin, each impeccably dressed in tuxedos. They play the second movement from Mozart's Piano Concerto No. 21 in C Major, otherwise known as "Elvira Madigan", with refined elegance and grace.
"Some things are better left unsaid, but you can bet I'm going to say it anyway. I can't help being who I am."
The camera pans slowly across to where we see Mercedes Vargas dressed in her 18th century getup from the last we see her in this costume. She daintly sips on Earl Grey tea.
"Oh, and you probably didn't know this, but I was undefeated in singles competition for 434 days."
She signals each number under with a gloved hand before she continues.
"There is just something about overseas tours that I get a kick out of. More often than not, sometimes it's about the little things, like my little jaunt through York this weekend for Climax Control 262. Should I be worried or excited? I don't know. And the only thing's for sure, is that nothing is for sure. My first Climax Control since the first show of the new year. The same show where I got injured by Bobbie Dahl and missed over a month worth of shows. I've got a lot of aggression to let out this weekend so the fact that I'm going to have to spoil Apple Corren's hometown reunion..."
Mercedes maintains a Mona Lisa smile as she takes up a cucumber sandwich.
"Well, I guesd that can't be helped now, could it?"
Mercedes then takes a sample bite before setting it on a tray.
"The last time Apple and I crossed paths, she was undefeated. The last time we crossed paths, Apple lost her first match while I went on to become the winningest female wrestler on Climax Control.
"This weekend lightning is about to strike twice because Apple, while your reputation proceeds you, being "rotten to the core" had taken on a whole new meaning, if we're taking your win-loss record as gospel.
Apple, it's been over a year and while the more things change, the more they stay the same. Kind of like you. It's been close to two years since you've been here, you still haven't won a championship. You still haven't win a match in that long, and you're last win was over Jessie Salco."
Mercedes unconsciously brushes away strands of her brown hair out of her face.
So sad.
"You can do better than that, and I hope you fo that this weekend because it's going to make you look bad in front of your adoring public, not that you care for them that much, but I wouldn't want to show my face again after this weekend.
A short pause here as Mercedes removes her bonnet as her wavy, brunette hair fell into her face.
***Fade***