“They didn’t think I’d be able to break out on my own…”
May 2020
I remember the nerves that I felt. At this point, I had returned to OCW, the same promotion that fired me a year prior when I had spiraled out of control and hit rock bottom due to drug issues and other personal demons. Preparing for a match again was insanity because I never imagined I would have another chance in this business. I remember when I got out of the training ring I was in, I happened to run into my own father.
My mother may have been who she was, but she was always the saint compared to him.
“Why are you even bothering with this wrestling thing again, Chelsea?” he asked me with a smirk on his face. “You’ve done nothing but fail at it on your own. The only time you were ever any good was when Andrea was carrying you…”
This caused my eyes to narrow.
“I’m shocked that you even have another chance. You’re going to be a first round elimination in this… what is it? Manifest Destiny? Your destiny is being on the stripper pole, honestly…”
“Just like it’s yours to be the worst father ever…” I said, snapping back at him.
“You cleaned up once before and you relapsed, Chelsea. When are you going to realize that you’re never going to amount to anything?”
I merely rolled my eyes at this point, knowing what he was trying to do. This was a trick of his. He always made me feel like garbage. I knew he never wanted me to amount to anything. Hell, growing up, he saw me as nothing as more than an inconvenience. He ‘bought’ my love more than nurtured it. I used to be a total spoiled brat because of him.
“You’re going to relapse again…” he said to me, which was enough for me to finally speak up for myself.
“You know, the fact that you came all this way says more about YOU than it does about me. It’s YOU that took the time to try to insult me. Wrestling is all I have at this point. It’s not like I can go back to the Hollywood life you and my mother were so desperate to force feed upon me. Yeah, I’m going back to OCW where I was a complete joke for this tournament. I’m going to write a better ending for myself and I am going to win my first singles title at some point too…”
My father just laughed in my face hoping this would drag me down, but instead, it lit a fire under my ass.
“You can’t do it without Andrea! She’s just coming off of her first world title run and you haven’t even sniffed a singles belt! You’re always going to be in Andrea’s shadow while she pities you and pretends to be your friend. You can’t succeed without her…”
“Like hell I WILL!”
“Give it up and just get on the damn pole already…”
SMACK!
My father was shocked that I would even slap him across the face. I had let out years of anger on him at that point and I was just as angry for his pathetic efforts to bring me down than I was disturbed at the fact that Gregory Summers was basically pushing his own daughter to be a stripper. He was angry and I could tell that he was tempted to hit me back.
“Don’t come crawling back to me when I prove you wrong and make something of myself in the wrestling business…”
“Even if somehow, SOMEWAY you DID make something of yourself, Andrea will always cast a shadow over you…”
My father wasn’t one to allow himself to show any weakness whatsoever. He took the slap in stride and decided to walk out. Meanwhile, I was seething in anger knowing that I had one hell of a battle to turn my life, and my wrestling career, around for the better. Looking back at this, I definitely take so much pride in the fact that I was able to succeed and ultimately prove him wrong. But in reality, this was what started it for me. I finally had a motivation to REALLY become something in this business.
While I’ve definitely overcome the worst that I could ever go through in my life and career up to this point, I know that going into SCW, especially following the events of Inception, it was an uphill battle for me all over again.
Following Inception…
“I’m shocked you would even go there!”
“How in the world did you end up in SCW?”
“What took you so long?”
These were some of the questions and comments that I was dealing with in the aftermath of the Inception event. On the morning after, I sat with my husband over breakfast. There was this weird silence that was happening between us. Kevin and I were definitely in the same, awkward spot of letting the other person say something. He was wondering where my head was at, there was no question about that. I could tell he was worried about what my state of mind would be. Was I feeling sorry for myself? Was I sad? Angry? Frustrated? Was I in this mood where I was happy to be in an SCW ring? He looked at me and I was quick to look back at him. It was this quick glance back that finally caused him to break his silence.
“So are you going to talk about it?” he asked me with apprehensiveness.
“Talk about what?” I said with a wink.
“Chelsea, if you need anything… if last night got to you… if you’re feeling disappointed… if you’re distraught about yesterday’s outcome… just talk to me!”
“You’re worrying too much about me.”
“Of course I am! You’re the love of my life!”
“FINE…” I said with a sigh. “If you MUST know… I feel fine. Would I have wanted to win? Of course. That would’ve been a hell of a way to debut. But, that’s the thing with being best friends with Andrea Hernandez and a Myra Rivers protege, you’ve seen them wrestle in that ring over and over again. You’ve seen how they’ve handled adversity. You see how they battle. You see how much falling short in the biggest moments have hurt both of them. Through their experiences, you know what you’re getting yourself into. Yeah, I know that in due time, SCW is going to become a roller coaster for me because that’s how that company can be… especially when you have a Bombshells locker room being as cutthroat as it is. But I figure that from learning from THEIR pain, I’ll be able to navigate through the bad times just as much as the good times, you know? Sure, there’s the natural disappointment, but I’m beyond fine!”
“Good…” Kevin says with a sigh of relief. “I’m glad to hear that. Though, I will admit that I felt sick to my stomach seeing who won in the end.”
“Not a Hilton fan, I take it?”
“I’d rather gouge my eyes out with a toothpick than watch HER wrestle… much less hold a title. But I have seen how strong you’ve become over time. You’ll bounce back!”
“You bet I will!” I said with enthusiasm. “Besides, as much as you can’t stand Crystal what’s her name, there’s one thing that we both can agree on: thank GOD it wasn’t the OTHER wrestler with the same name…”
I scoffed at the mention of the former Roulette Champion and I will even be the first to admit that mentioning Krystal Wolfe definitely brought out some anger in me, one that Kevin was able to detect right away.
“You just started there and you already dislike someone…”
“I can’t stand people that attack and slander Andrea the way that Krystal Wolfe did that one time. Trust me, getting my pound of flesh on that blue haired bitch was extremely satisfying. It angered the hell out of me, you know. It’s like I was taking out years of frustration out on her…”
“Years? Krystal made those stupid comments about Andrea like a month or so ago…”
I widened my eyes, realizing that I had made a mistake in saying ‘years’... or was it a mistake? Kevin picked up that it wasn’t.
“...you’re angry about Andrea, aren’t you? And not just with those dumb words Krystal said about her…”
My silence was my way of being coy, but my husband was far too smart for that.
“There’s a significant portion of you that is angry that Andrea went through the hell that she did while she was in the company herself. I get it, you care about her. You may not admit it, but I think there was a significant part of you that was wanting to win the Roulette title for her and that wanted to avenge her somehow. You don’t have to say it, Chelsea. I can see it in your eyes.”
“Yeah…” I admitted. “There was that line of thinking. I’m not going to say it cost me the match itself because at the end of the day, the way that match was won was by sheer stupid luck… but… I did want to win it for her.”
Reflecting on my time on the sidelines while Andrea was wrestling for SCW, I definitely never had the chance to vent about my perspective when it came to her career… until now…
“I surely felt that SCW took my best friend away from me because of how she started when she first joined to how she ended up by the time she left. She turned into a person that I know at heart she never could be and… gosh, I swear I am a sucker for loyalty… but yeah, I was seeking some revenge for her, especially against Krystal Wolfe… that fucking cu..”
“Cup of coffee!” Kevin interjected. “Maybe you could use another one of those…”
I sighed, clearly not amused by his wisecrack. He grabbed my hands to keep me level headed.
“You said this wasn’t about Andrea though…” he reminded me.
“It turns out I couldn’t resist. I’m so happy for her that she has come around and everything, but I’m also still upset about what she endured in SCW and how it changed her to be something that she’s not to the extent that it did.”
“Don’t be…” he said to me. “At the end of the day, you’ve got to make this about you. This is your journey, your story. With all due respect, you can’t make this about Andrea at all. She’s probably never coming back to SCW… nor should she honestly. You’re not filling her roster spot and you’re not taking her place. If you want to succeed in the wrestling business, you’ve got to make it about you and not be in the shadow of anyone else. Come on, Chelsea. You know that. It’s no coincidence that every time you and Andrea have shared a roster spot, you’ve struggled when you’re not teaming together and every time you’re in a company without her, you find greater success. Since SCW always overshadowed SCU, we both know that if Andrea ever defected to SCU permanently, she would’ve overshadowed you. Besides, haven’t you lived in Andrea’s shadow enough for one career?”
I was torn between two emotions at this point. One of those emotions was acceptance because I knew right away that he was right. But the other emotion was anger because I didn’t actually LIKE what I heard or the fact that he was right on everything.
“You have carved out your own legacy without her prior to SCW…” he reminds me. “In fact, you even have triple the world championships that she does. Don’t you think you’re past the point of having to compare your own career to hers? And that’s in general, not just SCW…”
“I’m going to hear the comparisons early on…” I mentioned. “Some people on that roster are going to be petty and bitchy enough to name drop her to come after me.”
“Who cares?”
“Kevin…”
“I’m dead serious. Who cares? Let them! It just means that as far as YOU’RE concerned, they have nothing better to talk about. You and Andrea are attached at the hip. I know this isn’t something you want to hear, but I think now it’s time to quit living in that comparison bubble. You’re in SCW to further your own career and to continue to be an inspiration to those that have struggled just like you. You’re not in SCW to continue Andrea’s legacy. If you want to make it there, you’ve got to cut the cord with Andrea…”
I was feeling stubborn as I misinterpreted what he just said.
“I’m not going to cut her off and stop having anything to do with her…”
“That’s not what I meant by cutting the cord. You can’t tie down your career to hers, that’s what I am saying.”
“Right, of course. Sorry, I’m just used to hearing the comparisons over time, you know?”
I sighed, definitely feeling glum at this point. Our conversation continued a little further though honestly, my emotions with everything going on kept my head spinning that the remainder of the conversation was a blur to me.
Last June…
“Alright, so Mayhem in the Midwest is definitely going to be a hell of an event tonight! Myra Rivers will be defending her Festivus World Championship in the main event…”
I was driving down the streets of downtown Minneapolis for the aforementioned event, an event that I was going to be wrestling on as a matter of fact. I was listening to a satellite radio show that was previewing the event.
“...but another big match? It’s PERSONAL… VERY personal! Chelsea LeClair, GRIME World Champion, takes on Andrea Hernandez in singles competition. Andrea may no longer have THE streak going, but if there is one streak of hers that is STILL alive, it’s this one: she has never lost to Chelsea LeClair, winning two matches against her and drawing one…”
Being reminded of this didn’t sit well with me.
“It’s time to go to the phones. Caller, you’re on… who are we talking to this morning?”
“Gregory from Sedona…” I heard a familiar voice say. Just hearing my father’s own voice made my blood boil.
“Alright… I can call you Greg, right?”
“Sure.”
“Do you have any thoughts about the event?”
“Yeah, I do, especially the match you just mentioned. See, Chelsea has never beaten Andrea… and that’s going to continue, you can mark my words on that. I’m a betting man, and that’s my sure bet!”
“My father… the eternal COCKSUCKER…” I lamented as I got stopped by a red light.
“The thing is though… Chelsea has three world titles and Andrea has one…” the host reminded him.
“Andrea was the SCW Bombshells World Champion and where has Chelsea been a world champion? GCWA? What is GCWA? Didn’t she lose that title like a month later? Revo1… she held the title for a bit when the whole roster there was discrediting her as a joke champion, then she loses that to some skinny little bitch that thinks she’s a supervillain. And who was her last GRIME World title defense against? Angel of Filth? If it was Andrea, forget about it! She only won that title because Amy Santino is over the hill. Andrea’s one world title is greater than Chelsea’s 3. Period.”
“So even with all of her success, Greg, you’re saying that Andrea is the superior wrestler?”
“OF COURSE! Chelsea will always be in Andrea’s shadow. She’s the sidekick, never the superhero. The bridesmaid, never the bride.”
“Do you take into account the fact that Andrea has hit a rough patch since losing the…”
“I don’t take into account SHIT! All I take into account is that Andrea has always kicked Chelsea’s ass and she’ll do so again. If Chelsea is that good, why was she in SCU instead of SCW? Because she knows in her heart that Andrea would be better and more successful than her at every turn. That’s the way I see it. Chelsea still cares about their friendship since they were in elementary school. Andrea doesn’t. That’s your difference right there and that’s why Andrea will always be better!”
My anger was really distracting me at this point as my father hung up. Only the sound of angry horns behind me snapped me out of my hatred I was feeling for him as I suddenly, and finally, realized that the traffic light turned green. I nearly floored it out of frustration, but I kept my cool as I made a left turn and got the hell out of dodge as quickly as (legally) possible.
Needless to say that beating Andrea that night for the first time ever was certainly heaven when I was able to pull that off…
Last Sunday
I wasn’t at Climax Control on Sunday considering that I wasn’t wrestling at the event. As it turns out, I was in front of Andrea’s home down in Arizona instead. She didn’t know that I was coming, but there was some business that I had to take care of. I was nervous because I didn’t know how she was going to take the news that I wanted to give her, but nevertheless, it didn’t take me long to muster up the courage to ring the doorbell. Andrea answered the doorbell and she was shocked to see me.
“Shouldn’t you be in Cali with SCW?” she reminded me.
“You know I hate being there considering my rock bottom.”
“Of course… hey, I’m actually glad that you showed up because there’s something that I have to give you.”
I followed Andrea inside and she shut the door. Before I could say anything else, she rushed down the hallway for a few moments before coming back with what appeared to be a book.
“I put this together for you because I think this is going to serve you extremely well on your SCW journey. You know, I still can’t believe you’re there. I know I pushed you toward that, but I couldn’t believe it when I saw you on the screen wrestling the same Bombshells I had faced in the past. It’s a shame you didn’t win though, but hey at least it wasn’t our mutual enemy, right?”
“Sure…” I said, not being in the mood to talk about Inception.
“Go on, take the book…” she said. I finally looked down to see what it was and it said “Andrea’s SCW Survival Guide”. This actually annoyed me a bit.
“A survival guide? Really?”
“I’m worried that SCW might mentally fuck you up, Chels…” Andrea said with some concern in her voice. “...you know, like they did me.”
“Look, I understand that you had your moments where some idiots there were hard on you, said some horrible things to you and dragged you to a rock bottom that forced you to act unlike yourself, but this really isn’t necessary…”
“Chelsea, if you’re not careful…” Andrea attempted to warn. “...I just… I don’t want you falling back on drugs because of them you know…”
“So you’re saying you have little faith in me, is that it?” I asked much to her surprise.
“NO! That’s not what I’m saying at all! If I had no faith in your abilities to succeed in SCW, I wouldn’t have pushed you to go there at all. I’m trying to protect you the best way that I can. If you end up facing the wrong opponent, it might become too much for you to handle.”
I reluctantly took the book and just for my own amusement, I opened the first page which said “fuck what everyone else thinks” as the “first step” in “surviving SCW”.
“Girl, I’ve faced people in this business that have used my drug addictions against me. I don’t need this reminder.”
“But…”
“Can you not inflate your own career demons, please?”
“At least read step two…”
Reluctantly, I turned the page. “Step Two: Do what it takes, even if that means other people get hurt…”
“Andrea… you don’t really endorse this line of thinking anymore!”
“No but that’s what it takes…”
“This is about you and your issues that you had while you were there, isn’t it?” I asked her, causing her to be silent. “You’re projecting your own insecurities. Step three: cause a stir on social media when things don’t go your way. Step four: remind them how good you are at every turn…”
I had enough and I tore the book to shreds. Andrea was just frozen in shock.
“I understand you had some shitty times there, but you’re acting as if you had a terrible career there when you didn’t.”
“But…”
I glared at Andrea who went quiet again.
“...this is supposed to be the part where you remind me that I had it better than I thought…”
“Andrea, I’m sorry but this conversation isn’t about you! And you know, that’s what I’m here to talk to you about. I’ve been there for you all these years. We’ve been rivals. We’ve been tag team partners. I’m not saying that we’re done being friends, far from it. But as far as SCW goes, I need you to… well… stay as far away as possible from having any involvement with it. I understand and I appreciate that you’re looking out for me and all, but I want to face SCW on my own… without you. I’m not trying to be mean or anything, but the more I let you in, the more I am going to feel that I’m wrestling in SCW FOR you… and I don’t want that. I have to handle this on my own. I can’t do this with you hovering over me. We can talk about my marriage, my life, my career as a whole… but with SCW stuff? PLEASE… stay away!”
Andrea was looking glum as I was making it clear that I didn’t want my journey to be tied to hers in any way possible.
“I appreciate that you were selfless and that you told me to go join SCW despite what you went through. But let’s be honest. You don’t like SCW. I can’t say I blame you. Why would you even want to talk about them at all? Besides, we both know that it wasn’t a one way street. You are responsible for your experiences too. I’m not going to make the same mistakes you made. Sorry.”
I was nervous because I didn’t know if Andrea was going to be angry. But little did I know, I was in for a surprise.
“You’re right…”
“Sorry?”
“I won’t interfere or get involved. It’s not fair for you to have to ‘compete’ with me at everything. You’ve had a great career, but most people wouldn’t know it because you’re still mostly remembered as my best friend and former tag partner. You want to forge your own path? Do it. I was being selfish and trying to live vicariously through you for a while there, I’m sorry.”
“It’s alright…” I said as I exchanged a hug with her.
“Can we agree on one thing though?”
“Yeah?”
“Fuck Krystal Wolfe… that bitch….”
“AGREED!” I said as we both laughed. We essentially moved along with our conversation after changing the subject following that lighthearted segway.
I was relieved, yet overjoyed, that Andrea took what I had to say well. Now I knew that I wasn’t going to be in her shadow as I moved along in my own SCW journey.
However, in such a small world, I know it’s going to be commonplace for me to compete against those she already faced before…
Case in point with my upcoming match…
February 3, 2023
Nothing too complex. No skits this time. Being back in California was no laughing matter considering the personal demons the state itself is associated with. But nevertheless, when I found a moment to myself with the camera on, I was ready to put those demons to the side. My proper one on one debut, and my first match on a Climax Control at that, was definitely something to be taken seriously. I knew going in, that I had to set the tone for my journey, and for the show. No pressure, right? I wasn’t feeling much nervousness as I began to express my thoughts.
“So about that Roulette Invitational… yeah, that didn’t go how I wanted it to go, needless to say. And I think that for most in SCW, that match ended with the worst possible outcome. I mean, I don’t have my own personal issues against Crystal or anything, but I know that her reputation around these parts is very piss poor. Still, I was happy with how things turned out in the end. I may not have won, but at the same time, that match isn’t going to have me running for the hills. The outcome doesn’t have me running to Twitter with my tail between my legs admitting that something was too much for me. See, I’m the kind of girl that isn’t deterred by what’s in front of her. Call it confidence if you will. Perhaps it’s overcoming the worst obstacles I’ve ever endured in my life does that, but I know that in due time, I will be a success in Sin City Wrestling and even more importantly is that I am going to do it my way, under my conditions, for me! I’m not going to do it by someone else’s book. I’m not going to do it by taking the same path as say, my best friend or doing everything by my mentor’s book. I’m carving out my own path and securing my own legacy, so to speak.
I know, this is just my first one on one and I’m already throwing the word ‘legacy’ around. It’s bold. But, for the most part, I use that for lack of a better term basically. So, coming up I am taking on a woman that carved out her own path to become an SCW Bombshells World Champion multiple times over. Notice that I say this in the past tense when it comes to Seleana Zdunich. That’s because, as much of a competitor as she has shown she can be before, it has been a long… LONG time since Seleana has carved out her own path and has done things HER way. Because quite frankly Seleana, and I hate that I am even going there, you’re not even the star of your own movie anymore. In fact, you have allowed yourself to be a secondary, bit player in “Crystal: The Never Ending Soap Opera”. I mean, it seems like nowadays, everything that you do in Sin City Wrestling has to revolve around Crystal or be related to her in some way, shape or form. I get that she’s your wife and all, but at some point WHEN are you going to step out of her fucking shadow and do something for yourself again?
I mean for god’s sake, in the lead up to Inception… what you decided to put on camera made me shake my head. The first thing that you aired was this drama in another company… and I get it… it involved your family and all of that… but that had NOTHING to do with the match at hand and in fact, it had nothing to do with Sin City Wrestling at all. Where was your head at going into that Invitational, Seleana? Because based on what I experienced going into it, it definitely wasn’t on becoming the Roulette Champion! At the end of the day, we have our friends and family in this business that we care about, but we are professional wrestlers first and foremost. If we are truly passionate in our careers and what we believe in, we will do whatever it takes to be successful and defeat anyone that stands in our path even if that someone just happens to be someone we care about. I mean, YOU lost that title match too and you weren’t even a little bit angry! In fact, considering you haven’t been a champion in Sin City Wrestling in an eternity, I haven’t seen you get angry about that even ONE time that I can recall. I might be NEW to SCW, but it’s not like I’m UNFAMILIAR… I mean, it’s hard NOT to pay attention when your best friend in Andrea Hernandez and your mentor in Myra Rivers weren’t on the roster for a long while…
You’ve nadired to the point where your shortcomings don’t even BOTHER you anymore and that’s SAD! It’s like you’ve accepted the role of being Crystal’s cheerleader and that’s a damn shame because you have shown before that you ARE capable of being more than that… just not in a long ass time! It’s like once you lost the Roulette Championship the last time you held a belt in this company, you merely gave up and decided to be a sidekick. Do you even CARE anymore, Seleana? I want an honest answer. Do you? Does what you do in a Sin City Wrestling ring even matter to you? Doesn’t all the chatter that you’ve heard about you being ‘past it’ bother you even ONE iota? If it doesn’t, then maybe you should start thinking about life after wrestling. I mean, going into Inception, you couldn’t even be bothered to talk about the Invitational too much. You spent a section of your time at a bookstore addressing someone who wasn’t even IN the match. I’ve never heard you acknowledge frustration in your lack of success or even mention it at all.
And any time you’re even ON a Climax Control in a non-wrestling capacity, it’s not even about you. It’s always tagging along with Crystal, being at her side and offering moral support. It’s never about YOU anymore, Seleana. It’s always about HER! I mean, there’s nothing wrong with being at her side and offering moral support. Hell, there’s not even anything necessarily wrong with focusing all of your efforts on her. Only… if you’re going to do all that and not give a shit about your own career at all, why not just step down from the ring and be her manager? Honestly speaking, you’ve allowed yourself to be reduced to a glorified version of one anyway! In fact, any time you DO get mad or passionate about something in this business anymore, it’s not even over something that happened to YOU! It’s always Crystal or it’s always someone else in that family. In fact, I remember you were facing Myra for the Bombshells Internet Championship like three High Stakes ago and leading up to it, you never even BOTHERED discussing that match until the eleventh hour. You weren’t even focused on a title match on the biggest show of the year that many people on the Bombshells roster would kill for. No, you were focused on Crystal and how she was going to overcome Andrea. Myra even CALLED YOU OUT for this in her promos leading up to the event and you throw this bitch fit on Myra acting like she’s wrong when YOU were the one being disrespectful toward her and the championship by not even bothering with talking about it until said 11th hour.
And while I am on that subject regarding Myra and Andrea… let me just make this very clear again. My journey in Sin City Wrestling isn’t about them. I’m not here to avenge Andrea for anything. I’m not here to fight on her behalf. I’m not here to be in her shadow, or Myra’s shadow. I’m not here to try and duplicate what they accomplished in this company because they are different people than I am and I know in my heart I can carve out a new path for myself. If I REALLY wanted to Seleana, I could’ve come to this roster while Andrea was still here… considering she IS my best friend and former tag team partner and all. We could’ve torn the roof off of this division if her head was in the right place as it often was not. In fact, I’m going to let you in on a secret. SCU’s closure wasn’t the first time SCW offered me a contract. They wanted me straight there, but I went to SCU instead because I KNEW that people were going to get wind of Andrea’s connection with me and I was going to be lumped in with her… and I’d never want that because that’s not fair to either of us. I went to SCU to focus on my success and sure enough, I WAS successful being the LAST GRIME World Champion! I have that ability to separate myself from the pack and come into my own… an ability that, sadly, you’ve long lost.
Don’t believe me? Listen to your own promo again going into the Invitational at Inception when you wasted your time and your breath addressing someone that was never in the match. It wasn’t about the Roulette Championship and winning it, it was about trying to goad someone that wasn’t in the match, into joining the match, just because they looked at your daughter the wrong way. Family is important, I get that. But you lost your way in Sin City Wrestling long before I even signed with SCU and that’s a pure example as to why. You don’t know how to focus on your own goals and aspirations anymore and suffice to say, I don’t think you even HAVE any goals or aspirations for your SCW career anymore. Since you last were a champion, you’ve had COUNTLESS chances at both the Roulette and the Internet Championship losing every single time and it’s not for a lack of ability, it’s a lack of passion for what you do these days. I am WELL AWARE of the LONG history of Bombshells on the roster lining up to turn their cameras on every time they are wrestling someone like Mercedes Vargas or Jessie Salco to tell them that they are beyond their primes and that it’s time to retire and all of this other cliche crap that you hear about them from just about every single opponent they face and yet, as much as I hate to say it, you have fallen so far down the ladder that you are basically in that “Mercedes-Jessie Please Retire” tier of the division now. I’m not SAYING “please retire” to you, I want to make that clear. But the same woman that was once top class, that had once main evented High Stakes, who was twice the world champion… she just isn’t there anymore and I HOPE that SOMEDAY you find a spark that lights a fire under your ass and makes you want to forge your own path again and get the hell out of Crystal’s shadow, but sadly, I just don’t see that happening with you.
I respect you as a person and I respect what you HAVE accomplished. I HOPE you don’t take any of what I said the wrong way, but I’m not someone that sugar coats anything and now isn’t the time to start. My hope is that you take what I said and make yourself BETTER so that you are NOT being ran down as a joke the way the likes of Mercedes and Jessie constantly are by half of this roster because you deserve BETTER than that! I’m not going to guarantee that Sunday is going to create that spark in you because at the end of the day, the only job I have on Sunday is beating you and establishing my journey in this company. You DESERVE to be seen in your own light and not hidden in your wife’s shadow and I hope you see that someday and take the initiative that you once did to be a champion to begin with. In a sense, you ARE a fitting first one on one opponent because I’ve BEEN in your shoes before. I’ve BEEN that person that has been overlooked in the shadow of someone else, namely Andrea Hernandez. I’ve BEEN that person that has been told that they can’t make it and that they have no business being in that ring… just like YOU when you first started.
Do you even REMEMBER that anymore?
Because what I know is that all of that talk of you not being able to make it and having no business in the ring is what sparked you to be what you were before. Now? You’ve got people in this company saying you’re past it and you turn a blind eye to it. I am NOW, what you USED to be and CAN be again, only… I CAN and WILL be BETTER than what you were before and you’re NOT going to be what you were before at MY expense on Sunday! Either way Seleana, you better find that smile and that fire again REAL quick because if you don’t, you’re only going to be left further behind the pack then you already are and Sunday, when I go in there and beat you, it’ll be another example of that! I’m here to stay for the long haul, which is more than I can say for SOME of the other participants in that Invitational by the way…
And I’m here to attain the heights that I KNOW I am capable of…
Full of vigor and confidence, I waste no time shutting off the camera and maintaining my focus for the challenge ahead!
