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 ~There should always be those times in your life where the proverbial light bulb just pops on inside your head.  Very recently I had one of those moments, the most important moment I believe I have ever had to take on.  Yet I could do nothing about it as it happened while I was all stocked up with no way out.  That is why I have been so emotional as of late, as my dad took a big shot for me, even though he didn’t deserve it.  He is the BEST man I know, period, on this whole planet…  No wait, that’s not good enough.  He is the best man in the entire universe!  He protected me when I needed it most and I will always and forever be in his debt, and will always show my gratitude for what he did that night.  It’s like I have said loud and proud to the world…  I LOVE MY DAD!~

~Of course there will be those of you that will see me as weak because of it, but it’s all good.  I have already proven that when I am free, I am NOT weak.  And believe you me, I wanted to put Jessie Salco in a Straight Jacket at Violent Conduct as well, but in the end as far as Jessie is concerned, I did what I had to do to get things down to a one on one situation, which is where I took over and am now once again at the top of the Bombshell mountain!~

~With my dad on the mend, and me having righted more than one wrong, things are as they were meant to be.  Oh no doubt just about all of you disagree with me, but you know what?  I wouldn’t have it any other way.  After all, the more the rest of you separate yourselves from what is, the more you are going to miss out on a great time that’s just starting.~

~This time around with the SCW World Bombshell Championship it’s not about playing games.  It’s about continuing to grow, and more importantly, to defend it for my dad and anyone else who has truly been wronged in their life!  As your champion, I have the voice to really speak up, and I’m going to use that power not to shove women’s faces in dog food and not make them bark like a dog, but instead this time, I’m going to use it for good.  I know you don’t believe me, but that will come.  You will ALL see the woman that I want to be, and I’ll get to continue to grow as the top female representative of Sin City Wrestling as we continue our tour down in eventually Australia and right now New Zealand.~

~By the time this tour “down under” is over and we are back in the U.S.A., I will make sure no that nobody has any questions about me except for one.  Will anyone ever beat her for the SCW World Bombshell Championship?  The answer to that one?  No.  The next time someone else holds this championship will mean that I have handed it in, having wanted to put the game on hold to take care of something or someone that I treasure more dearly.~

~For now though, dad, this is for you…~



Sunday, September 17, 2017
Christchurch, New Zealand
Horncastle Arena

Polly:  â€œOh my gosh daddy, I still can’t believe I did it again!  Just holding this championship for you is so just…  I’m speechless!  It’s like you’re here with me, even though your thousands of miles away!”

Polly is very giddy as she is clearly speaking with her dad on her cell phone.  He replies to her as she has him on speaker phone.

Mr. Pingotti:  â€œKitten, I know you’re excited, but you earned this for yourself.  You don’t need to dedicate your championship reign to me.”

Polly:  â€œOh yes I do!  You’ve made me who I am, and well, I almost lost you that night.  That night opened my eyes.  It made me realize that life is far more than just a game, and that we only get to live one life.  I want to make the most of it and well, even more importantly, I want to enjoy every single moment I get with you around.  Daddy, I know you won’t be around forever and well…”

Polly eyes are welling up.  On the other end of the line, it’s almost as if he can see her green eyes.

Mr. Pingotti:  â€œHey, Polly, kitten, I’m fine.  We’re both fine.  Just when it comes to defending that championship, don’t show that you have a weakness.  I don’t want to be a handicap to you.”

The tears that are beginning to well seem to almost immediately dry up.

Polly:  â€œLoving you dad is NOT a weakness.  To me it’s a strength!  I feel even more ready to go on out there and make more than just a statement.”

Mr. Pingotti:  â€œWell okay then.  It’s just… don’t shed any tears for what happened that night.  I’m recovering just fine.  Apparently no permanent damage was done.”

Polly:  â€œThank goodness.  Hopefully we never hear from that asshole ever again!  If we do, HE will be the one crying, and HE will be the one down on his knees just begging for forgiveness.  And I will show NONE!”

Her father remains silent on the other line, which leads for Polly to continue.

Polly:  â€œDaddy?  I’m going to do my best to move onward and upward as Sin City Wrestling’s top Bombshell, but I AM going to honor you as I do that.  Every time I step foot in that ring, it’s for you.  Every time I land a punch or a kick, it’s for you.  Every time I smash my opponent’s head into the canvas and finish them off, it’s for you daddy!  It’s for you and everyone else who has ever been hurt that doesn’t deserve to be!”

Mr. Pingotti:  â€œThat’s really sweet of you kitten.  I can’t argue that.  Unfortunately I need to go.”

Polly:  â€œGo where?  For what?”

Mr. Pingotti:  â€œAn interview.  I’m pretty much healed up and well, the television network has a job opening available.  They told me to come down to the studio to see if there would be a place for me or not.”

Polly cracks a small bit of a smile.

Polly:  â€œOkay.  Knock them dead daddy.  You are SO going to get it.”

Mr. Pingotti:  â€œThanks kitten.  Good luck with your title defense next week.”

Polly:  â€œThank you, but I won’t need it.  I have you.  I guess um…  Bye?  I’ll call you again tomorrow?”

Mr. Pingotti:  â€œYeah, sure.  Tomorrow.  Bye Polly.”

Polly:  â€œBye daddy.  I love you!”

Mr. Pingotti:  â€œI love you too.”

Both Pingottis hang up their phones.  After Polly hangs up she just looks up towards the ceiling for a few moments before moving on off down one of the corridors of the arena.



Friday, September 22, 2017
Wellington, New Zealand
TSB Bank Arena

~Thankfully this week has been oddly quiet.  I have been able to explore a decent portion of New Zealand, and wouldn’t you know it, after I stood in that ring and outted how I truly felt, the New Zealand fans have seemed to have noticed and have wanted to chat with me, as if I were Little Miss Perfect and their heroine.  Honestly, it felt nice.  I  know I’m not perfect though, and I know I’m not a little angel, but hey, maybe I’m growing up more and more each day.  Or maybe, just maybe, life just isn’t all about games to me anymore.  It’s about living life to its fullest for me now.  As long as I live it fully, that’s a game I will always want to play.~

~Anyways, I have long since lost count of how many signatures I’ve given to the fans that have found me out and about the countryside.  It’s made me really feel good, but I know I need to start focusing now.  The weekend is upon us and my first challenger this time around is someone I have faced off against and defeated before… Mercedes Vargas.  She is definitely a worthy opponent, and this time, I see her coming, unlike last time when she tried to use an outdated title shot to immediately take the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship from me, only to fail.~

~But of course that’s old news.  In current news I’m sure she will think that my tears for my dad that fell in front of the entire world were… *shivers*… fake.  One word…  NOPE!!!  Those tears were real as I love my dad more than anything or anyone else in this entire world!  That will show for my entire SCW World Bombshell Championship reign, and it won’t weaken me.  No.  It will only make me tougher and tougher to defeat!  With that said, here is what’s on my mind in regards to one of the now former “mean girls”…~

Polly at the current time is jogging at a moderate pace through the corridors of the TSB Bank Arena.  She jogs for quite some time before stopping and taking a break.  She catches her breath before looking down at her cell phone and recording all that’s currently on her mind.

Polly:  â€œNobody thought I would be back in this position as our SCW World Bombshell Champion, yet here I am.  I know I wasn’t the most successful in my challenge series, yet still, I came through in the clutch and Jessie ended up down for the count, and Evie Baang ended up in a Jacket.  That night at Violent Conduct ended as it should have, and this Sunday night here in Wellington, at Climax Control, the whole world will get to see that once again.  Only this time the victim and loser will be you Mercedes.”

“You’ve walked this road before.  You thought you’d just run down and cash in against Kate Steele many, many months back, but you didn’t see the roadblock that was in your way, and it clearly wasn’t Kate Steele.  It was me!  And here we are again.  Now I know you’re not going to care about me, my life, or my dad, or anything.  Heck, you’ll probably think I’m nothing but fake and that I’m still just an evil little witch that will go back to her own ways, even disgracing her own father.”

Polly pauses, but very briefly.  She looks quickly down before back up at her phone’s screen.

Polly:  â€œBut that won’t happen!  Those tears, they are REAL!  I love my dad so much and well, I’m dedicating this entire title reign to him.  I am going to fight as hard as I can for him to defend this over and over again, until I KILL myself defending it!  That’s how much he means to me.  This championship, it’s just another mark for you.  Nothing more.  To me it’s EVERYTHING Mercedes, so don’t you DARE even think that my tears or fake, or that I’m lying to you and the world.  Because I am most definitely NOT!”

“Nope, this Sunday night you are going to have your chance against me and my dad, but it’s going to end in nothing but failure for you!  On my end you won’t get any games.  You will just get non-stop action from me, and trust me Mercedes, you just simply aren’t ready!  The only thing you actually ARE ready for is to hear me yell down at you those two famous words…  YOU LOST!”

“That’s no game.  It’s just going to be reality.  And then I’m going to hold the championship right back up high into the air and yell out to my dad that I love him!  This is ALL for him.  ALL of it!  I can’t wait for Sunday night to defend this for you daddy!  I LOVE YOU!!!”

Polly hits the stop button on her phone and begins shedding a few tears as she turns off down another hallway in the arena, with the weekend getting closer and closer.