2-5-2025
The first time that I had ever won the SCW Bombshells World Championship, I had that naive, cloud nine feeling and felt like I was living in a dream world. A part of me couldn’t even believe that it was real. But a few days after doing it all over again, I was anything but that. I was, of course, happy and thrilled with what I managed to pull off. After all, dethroning Kayla Richards and ending the most dominant world championship reign since probably my first run in the company was no small feat. But when I went back to Sedona and visited my family, I didn’t want a celebration.
I didn’t want to settle for living in that dream world again. I knew deep down that it cost me before and I wasn’t about to make the same mistakes that I made four years ago. For me, winning the SCW Bombshells World Championship again wasn’t about the redemption anymore. It was about proving to myself that I have learned from my mistakes and that I will continue to do so. But I also knew, despite the lack of wanting a celebration, but my family and their faith in me drove me to make this happen.
My mother and Eddie were always with me of course.
Roddy had only just started to be part of my life again considering the rough relationship we had as children and how he took on the old role my father used to have. I never thought I would say that without him, I wouldn’t have gotten those last pieces of the mental puzzle to finally put me over the top.
Due to his constant abuse of me, including the one time he beat me up and left me bruised in a closet when I was 14 years old, I would always say things to him like “I hate you”, “burn in hell” and even at one time, “go fuck yourself”.
But when I met him back in the building that once housed my father’s wrestling school, I said the two words I never imagined I would ever tell him…
“Thank you…”
Roddy just looked back at me and he looked a bit perplexed. I knew that those words would shock him but I also knew that he was putting things into perspective as I elaborated.
“I couldn’t have won it again without you. I never thought it would come to that, but wrestling is a crazy business as you know. You, of all people, were there to pick me up after High Stakes, tell me exactly what I was doing wrong and what it was going to take to fix it, and all I had to do was apply it and…”
I paused, looking at the title that I just regained that was resting on my shoulder.
“...I finally did it again!”
Roddy was still at a loss for words. He felt a sense of pride, but then I noticed when I looked into his eyes that there was even a bit of guilt too.
“Everything in the past between us is down the river and done with, Roddy. You know that. You don’t have to feel guilty or burdened anymore. You redeemed yourself by helping me when I wasn’t or asking for your help at first.”
“Andrea, baby sis… let me be real with you for a moment. Sit with me…”
Roddy and I both sat down in the front row of the bleachers that overlooked the training ring.
“This wasn’t about redemption for me. Redemption, in this instance, would’ve been a selfish thing. I did, however, want to repair our relationship and finally make it right with you. This wasn’t about me, this was about us. I felt like I had to be there to help you heal from the past and that’s exactly what I’ve done. I’m proud of you a hell of a lot more than I’m proud of me. But really, I should be the one saying thank you…”
I was caught off guard by this as I definitely wasn’t expecting this from him.
“You didn’t have to forgive me for all the hell I put you through when we were children and that’s exactly what you did.”
“I had to…” I explained. “I recognized this horribly toxic trait within myself that I lacked the ability to move on from things and to carry this bitterness toward everyone that put me down or wronged me. That’s what sunk me when I was in SCW the last time and I swore I would never fall down that rabbit hole again. You were the one that caused me the greatest pain when I was growing up for all the times you rejected me and told me you didn’t want a sister so I felt like in order to learn how to forgive other people and to forgive myself for my mistakes, I had to forgive you and… it was amazingly hard…”
The conversation of surprises continued. Roddy always prided himself on being such a “machismo” kind of guy the way the Mexican male stereotype is often portrayed, but in this moment, even he was crying.
“When I was in prison and I saw you struggle, as I told you before, that’s when I knew that all of that pain you were going through in your previous SCW run was because of me. I can happily tell you that I’m no longer carrying that burden in me anymore. I fixed what I broke to begin with and you never deserved any of the shit that I gave you. It’s no wonder that when other wrestlers would come out of the gate and try to put you down and say those mean, god awful things to you at times, you’d often crumble…”
Roddy puts an arm around me and pulls me a little closer to him.
“But not anymore, Andrea. You’ve grown far beyond that scared little princess that was worrying so much about the consequences of failure. You reinvented yourself and the truth is, you did it all on your own because what you’ve managed to accomplish since you went back to SCW is something that you always had in you. All I did was unlock that belief in you that you were missing since the previous time you held that championship that you have now. So again, thank you for giving me another chance. You’ve even inspired me. You’ve done what I always dreamed of doing four times over and if there’s anything you need from me at all, you know I got your back.”
“Thank you…” I said, with tears in my own eyes as we exchanged an embrace. This moment definitely felt like I was on top of the world, even more than the moment where I had that three count on Kayla. Winning the world championship again was certainly something that meant the world, but the amazing results that have stemmed from that, such as repairing my relationship with my oldest brother and the fact that I was able to inspire him out of his own guilt and was able to learn how to forgive and let go after spending so much of my career being so bitter toward any little thing against me that went wrong meant that much more.
“You SHOULD be able to handle it a lot better this time right?” Roddy asked in a bit of a jocular tone. “After all, the last time you had that title on your shoulder…. I don’t need to remind you, do I? Just because you’ve got the championship again doesn’t mean that you won’t face the same criticisms and the same talks that you had to deal with, but weren’t ready to deal with before.”
I sighed, though not in an upset or a bummed way, more as in I accepted the situation for what it was even though I wish it didn’t have to be reality to an extent.
“Kayla’s already chomping at the bit. Crystal’s obsession with me won’t end. You’ve got your loud mouth people like Julianna, Victoria, Aleesha, and so on that just love to throw their toxic words at anyone to try to destroy them to bring them down. This isn’t my first rodeo. I’m aware of my mistakes last time around, but this time? I know better and I know that the only person that defines my journey and writes my story is me. None of those women I mention get to do that no matter how much a Julianna or an Aleesha might want to try.”
“Good answer, kiddo…” Roddy said to me as he gave me another embrace. “You’re going to be just fine no matter what curveballs or challenges come your way when you have that title…”
“I’m ready for it this time…” I said with a vigor and confidence in my voice that I never had before. Roddy had so much confidence in me that it was a hell of a feeling, but he was absolutely right that the ‘hard part’ was about to come especially when you consider that in SCW, the cattiness and the drama will never cease to amaze me, or stop for that matter.
He wasn’t the only one in my family wanting to remind me of this…
2-12-2025
“You can’t catch a damn break with that world title, can you?”
I could only swallow some air when my mother walked into my living room back down in Paradise Valley. She is only beginning to learn how to come around on my wrestling career and I didn’t say a word as we sat down at our kitchen table.
“What are you talking about? That elimination chamber?”
“Didn’t you lose one of those before?” she asked me. It’s very rare that I ever roll my eyes at something my mother says or asks, but this was one of those times and she also caught me doing this.
“Don’t be rolling your eyes at me, young lady. I’m raising a point here.”
“Yeah, but that was so long ago, mother.”
My mother sighs and I was doing the best that I can to keep myself calm even though she was completely frazzled about the elimination chamber a hell of a lot more than I ever could’ve been.
“That doesn’t matter! This is absolutely bull, Andrea! You won the world title before, got it ripped away from you, then you went through complete and total hell to the point where you even left SCW for two years, then you go back, go through the wringer that was High Stakes before you FINALLY win the championship again and NOW they want to bring back that stupid chamber match. You just can’t catch a break! I really wanted you to make it through two months… a LOT more than two months… with that championship but now…”
My mother sighs and as much as I hate to admit it, I was feeling a bit annoyed with where she was going with this.
“Now I know where I got my previously prevalent overworrying tendencies from…” I told myself in my own mind.
“...it’s the same thing all over again and all those vapid, catty bitches are going to come out of hiding to root against you and laugh at you when you fail just like before…”
“So what…” I muttered…
“What do you mean so what? You realized what happened last time around right?”
“Mom…”
“It’s going to happen again! You’re going to lose the title in the chamber…”
“Mom…” I said with a hint of anger in my voice.
“You’re going to have all those CUNTS mock you and say that it was all a fluke and that you didn’t deserve to have the championship again and then you’re going to have another triggered meltdown on top of the fact that god forbid, I die… or one of your brothers…”
“Mom…”
“I lost you once to that horrible company and I am not going to lose my only daughter to that garbage again!”
“MOM!!!!!!” I screamed at this point, catching her off guard and completely taking her aback.
“Do you have no faith in me at all or is your negative perception of professional wrestling as a whole, especially me being a part of it, pushing you to have this massive freakout over a match where you have no idea who is going to be in it or what is even going to happen? You were just fine before I won the title again and now you’re flipping out and worrying that what happened in 2020 is going to happen again.”
“Watching you go through that was hell, Andrea! I don’t want to see it again!”
“You WON’T see it again! And god forbid, if I don’t survive the chamber with the title and all those people you’re worried about come out of the woodwork and talk shit, SO WHAT? I’ve learned to stop hearing bitches like that. Pop quiz, Mom. When I lost at High Stakes, did what you’re SO WORRIED about happen?”
My mother takes a deep breath. Being the prideful woman that she is, she hates being wrong and even worse, admitting that she is.
“No. It didn’t.”
“It’s a different time with a different locker room with maybe a couple of exceptions. Tell me, how old am I?”
“You’re turning 31 in a month…”
I sighed again.
“Mom, you know I’ll always love you and I understand that I’m your only daughter and you’ve always been so protective of me, but I need you to get this through your head, alright? I’m not a little girl anymore…”
My mother’s eyes widened some and she even hung her head for a brief moment. I could tell that mentioning that to her cut her a bit deep.
“I don’t need your protection, I need your support. I completely get that what happened to me a few years ago in SCW was very hard on you and I understand you suffered watching me do the same that damn badly. I get that High Stakes was tough for you watching me lose such a huge match right in front of your very eyes, but I got stronger and better out of that. Even in the worst case scenario, there’s no way that 2020 is going to happen all over again. I’m done with it. I’m through redeeming that whole thing and I stopped using that as motivation long before I had my rematch with Kayla. If I, who lived through that nightmare being in that environment first hand, am over all of that and am not even worrying at all about anything that you just described then…”
“I need to move on too…” my mother says with a bit of reluctance in her voice. “Andrea, sweetheart, you’re not only the only daughter I have, you’re my youngest child. All I’ve ever known is protecting you. All I’ve ever wanted you to do is be happy and live a good life. When you turned into that person that you used to be the last time you were there, I felt like I didn’t know my daughter anymore.”
“I get it…” I said as I looked her in the eyes. “...but it’s okay now. I need you to trust that and to have faith in me no matter what happens because you know how I feel hearing you be like that? I feel like you don’t believe in me at all!”
“I’m sorry and I should’ve been better. You’re right. You’re about to be 31. You’re strong and independent and you’ve managed to overcome so much over the last couple of years. I need to be a stronger example for you than that and trying to protect you now only does a disservice to you. We both know you’re in for choppier waters, but you’ve endured worse to be stronger than ever.”
“Thank you…” I said with a sigh of relief. “I can stand on my own two feet now and push through the worst and look at me now…”
“I couldn’t have raised a stronger, better daughter than you…”
We embraced before we finally had our lunch that we planned.
As I look to what’s coming up, I won’t deny that things aren’t getting any easier, but I also know things will never be as hard as they were in 2020 again.
I’m taking a FAR better and different approach to this championship reign…
2-21-2025
When the camera came on me, I was feeing pretty strong. I wasn’t skittish or worried like I was during my previous title reign. Knowing the journey that I went through just to gain this again is something that gives me that strength and I was looking at the very moment that journey started: losing the title to Evie. I showed it to the camera and began to speak.
“I want you to take a look at this. This was when I was champion before and I lost it relatively quickly. You know what this moment means to me?”
I let the picture fall into the trash can in front of me.
“Absolute shit! Now, I want to acknowledge that with the chamber coming up in about a month, I’ve been dealt a rough hand when it comes to trying to hold the title longer this time, but if you think for a fucking second that I am going to wilt like I did before, you’ve got another thing coming. I know that people are going to be chomping at the bit trying to take me down. I know people are going to pull some bullshit out of their ass out of thin air to trash me or try to discredit me. I’ve been through it all before but the difference between then and now is that I am so much stronger this time and you mark my fucking words right now that I AM going to find a way to WIN that chamber match when I get there because compared to the hell that I endured four years ago the last time I had this championship, a chamber match is fucking child’s play to me. I proved what I’m capable of when I won this championship. I didn’t beat a forgettable champion that nobody would remember, I beat Kayla fuckign Richzards god damn it, and no matter what anyone wants to say about it, you will NEVER take that away from me. Call it a fluke, Victoria… or anyone else. See if I fucking care. I’m not going to make the same mistake of giving too much of a fuck about what other people think of me and yeah, I don’t have it easy coming out of the gate either.
I know Victoria has been a dominant Roulette Champion. I’d be a fool to look past you on that one but you’re already over there on Twitter, trash talking with Alexandra Calaway talking about how I’m a “paper champion” and insinuating that I’m no real champion. Look, I’m barely going to entertain that thought because that’s some Go Gym rookie bullshit and I don’t need to waste a minute explaining why. For starters, you said the same thing about Bella Madison as the Internet Champion so it’s plain as fucking day that originality isn’t your strong suit “QUEEN”. I mean, it’s not like we haven’t seen THAT in this company before. If that’s the attitude that you want to carry, acting like you’re above everyone and everything just because you’ve been the Roulette Champion for over 200 days and just because you were able to dethrone Kayla for the Mixed Tag Team titles, then so be it. Live in your own fucking delusion but it’s that delusion of grandeur that is going to cost you in the long run because with bitches like you, I’ve SEEN this type of shit before, MANY times, in and out of SCW.
You know who else was a dominant Roulette Champion? Krystal Wolfe. You don’t see her around anymore, do you? The truth of the matter is that your dominance is partially aided by the fact that you haven’t faced bigger competition than your own championship and your own division very often. That’s not to say it’s a total fluke, but I have to go by what I see. You want to say that you’re a better champion than I am and all of that, you want to act like you’re above me, but let me fill you in on something, Victoria. I KNOW dominance. In fact, I’ve achieved GREATER dominance in this company than you have and it goes far beyond the fact that I came back, won this championship from Kayla Richards within 10 matches of coming back, got to main event High Stakes on the Bombshells side, and that she’s the only one that’s beaten me since my comeback. Try going an ENTIRE YEAR without losing a match. I’ve done that! Try going on a winning streak of 18 matches in a row. Yeah, I’ve done that too and it’s not like I padded my stats facing the likes of Bea Barnhart and some forgotten Bombshell no longer on this roster over and over again. Hall of Fame members are on that win streak. Across the wrestling business in 2024, I only lost ONE other singles match besides Kayla. Yeah, only TWO singles losses in 2024.
THAT is dominance that is, in my opinion, MORE impressive than yours. I mean, you’ve even admitted yourself in a roundabout sort of way that other than Kayla, you’ve never been tested, right? Wait, you think I’m talking bullshit? Look in the mirror or even better, listen to the shit that you’ve said… treating Bobbie and Alicia like they’re practically nothing to you by pointing out that this Bombshell or that Bombshell was a tougher challenge than both of them, telling Bobbie she “never had a place” in this company, telling her that she’s not cut out for this, “never relevant”, “never delivering” all of this other vapid bullshit that would make some of the Bombshells long gone from this roster join your fucking fan club if such a thing exists and yet you’re that damn vapid that you fell into the trap of cheapening your own victory at Inception because how the fuck is beating someone that “never had a place here” and was “never relevant” in any way, shape or form, impressive? I’m using your own words there, Victoria. Answer me that! How was your title defense in that triple threat impressive when you are waxing lyrical about how Bella, Alexandra and Luna are all tougher than her and talking about how struggling and mediocre she is? So, using your fucked up bullshit logic, does this mean that the longer you’ve been champion, the more you’ve been stepping down and taking on weaker challengers along the way? Is that how that works? According to your “logic”, then yes, that’s how it works and therefore, you burst the bubble on your own conquests and accomplishments just by being so fucking ignorant and lacking any sort of self-awareness about whatever the fuck you’re saying. Holy shit, be glad that you didn’t actually LOSE to her than you’d look even DUMBER! I mean, I’d hate to lose to someone that was “never relevant” and “mediocre”, wouldn’t you?
How is YOUR win at Inception impressive at all when you’re burying Alicia Lukas in dirt, stating that she’s over the hill, she’s past it, again just like Bobbie saying that other challenges were tougher than she is, saying that she’s a “faded star”, “burned out” all of that other nonsense being completely ignorant of the fact that when I got to the main event of High Stakes, I DID go through her, and I also went through Alexandra who you praise so fucking highly in a backhanded sort of way. Again, I’m using your own logic here. On paper, what you accomplished SHOULD’VE been at least somewhat impressive because that’s a three time world champion and one of the most physically imposing bitches on the roster that you were able to overcome, but unfortunately, it’s NOT impressive because you decided to bury the whole fucking match before the bell even rang. It’s not ME undermining your win at Inception, it’s YOU! Yet, you still want to live in that delusion that you live in and act like you’re the best champion in this company and you still want to interfere in Alexandra’s match to screw her out of being in the chamber against me because “oh now you get to face a real champion and I did you a favor”... holy motherfucking shit, how the fuck are you a member of the Lyons clan with that type of garbage coming out of your mouth?
And that’s without mentioning that I’ve faced Alexandra twice, and beaten her twice… just saying! This need to act as if Kayla “might” be the only Bombshell on this roster that is better than you is downright sad. Come talk to me when you’ve actually pinned her in a match, especially a championship match, and not have your partner pin hers in one like with what happened when you won the Mixed Tag. Yeah, you had a real chance to prove that it wasn’t a fluke and even though you weren’t pinned in the rematch, you STILL lost to Kayla and Finn! That really was your ONE big chance to TRULY prove that you are who are are behind all the dominance that you’ve had and honestly speaking, your one and only chance up to this point, prior to this match anyway, to prove that you’re the main event player you clearly believe yourself to be even though when you take all that dominance away, you’re really, honestly, a Kayla Richards wannabe fangirl that is dominating a division and acts like she’s hot shit when she’s rarely ever been tested outside of it. You spelled out your defenses recently… Mercedes, Harper, Luna, Alexandra, Bella…
A terrible list it is not…
But a list of victories that, as you CLEARLY alluded to when you said that Kayla might be the only Bombshell that might be better than you, doesn’t match what I just accomplished... with all due respect to those ladies of course…
But what the fuck do I know? I’m “overrated mediocrity”, right?”
I paused for a bit to basically laugh a prior comment from Victoria’s promo going into her match against Song out of the hotel room I was in.
“See, YOU are the perfect example of what I am talking about when I say that I am not going to make the same mistake that I made in my prior title run of taking stock in the words of other people and what they have to say because now, unlike then, I know better. I’ve studied what you’ve said about your opponents and I’ve seen that little exchange with Alexandra and that’s all I need to know that whatever the fuck you want to say about me isn’t going to mean shit because what I do in that ring, what I have accomplished, what I just did at Inception, doing the ONE THING you are CRAVING to do and yet you still haven’t been able to do so and hell, the fact that since I’ve been here dating back to 2019 that I just happen to have one of the most dominating winning percentages in the history of this company at literally 80 percent… because having only TWELVE losses to your name at ALL in 60 matches is the definition of mediocrity right…
THAT is what defines me, Victoria! Your words and your opinions don’t. They never will. No matter how badly you want to make your own empty words and stupid, menial, wrestling school level rookie bullshit on the mic the actual truth about me or about anyone, it will NEVER be the truth even if god forbid you win on Sunday. I made a promise to myself the night that I won this championship that I was going to be a much better champion the second time around and that even if worse came to worse, I will always know in my heart that I will NEVER collapse the way I did in 2020 ever again and just that in and of itself is what makes me the phoenix, the CHAMPION that I am even if god forbid this title reign ends up shorter than the last one and I don’t make the chamber at all.
It’s a pressure cooker for me coming out of the gate in my second title reign, I’ll admit that. But I was the one that ended a reign that everyone thought wasn’t going to end anytime soon so trust me when I say that I know how to END a run of dominance and with you? When I pin your shoulders to the mat and become the first Bombshell to do so by the way, I will validate what I’ve already validated within myself and that’s the fact that I KNOW that I can be, and will be, a champion that has more than learned from her mistakes and is far more ready than ever to represent this fucking division the way it’s supposed to be represented.
So go ahead and keep playing yourself, Victoria. Because when you did that leading into Inception by admitting that your title defense wasn’t anything impressive, you basically revealed who truly is “overrated mediocrity”.
Hey, YOUR words, Victoria… not mine!
I could only wink at the camera at this point before I shut it off. By no means was I angry or stressing over what she’s already said or what she might say…
Because with this championship reign?
It really IS different this time!
