feel free to call it a comeback
Feb 4, 2016 0:17:54 GMT -5
Post by bmac on Feb 4, 2016 0:17:54 GMT -5
January 26th, 2016
*OFF CAMERA*
“Here you go ladies.”
Molly reached up and helped the server with the tray he was holding. He smiled at her and grabbed the shot glasses balanced on top of it, placing them delicately on the table that Molly was sitting at. Molly grabbed her shot glass and held it up. “Cheers,” she said, clinking her glass against the one being held across the table by Molly’s somewhat longtime friend Anna Stone. Molly quickly downed the tequila shot before smacking the glass down on the table and shuddering as she felt the alcohol flow through her system.
“Damn that was good.”
Anna grinned slightly at her as she pushed both of the glasses to the edge of the table. She looked back up at Molly with a somewhat more concerned look on her face. “You sure you’re good to be here? We can just go for a walk or something.”
“No, it’s fine. Serious.” Molly looked around the bar from her seat. It wasn’t very crowded, being a Monday night in Santa Monica in January. It was early, so the only people there were the regulars and a few groups finishing up with late dinners. It likely wouldn’t get much busier, but it would still get harder for Molly to hear Anna across the table the later they stayed. “I just need a few drinks to calm down a bit.”
“Of course, I don’t blame you. Whatever you wanna do, that works for me.” Molly smiled at Anna, who returned the favor. Anna was one of the first 'wrestling-business' friends Molly ever made. They met back when Molly was wrestling in the Insurgency Wrestling Federation, where Anna once wrestled. Anna was a bit older than Molly, and was also the best friend and ex-wife of Molly’s head trainer. So their relationship was mostly confined to just the occasional coffee meeting or drink night between the two of them. Or, as on this occasion, when Molly needed someone to vent to.
“I just...it’s like...fuck man I don’t even know what to say,” Molly tried to put words together as she thought about how stupid her night had been. What had started off as a happy day had turned bad real quick. “Like I really shouldn’t be surprised because this shit happens to me every fucking time.”
Anna reached across the table and squeezed Molly’s hand. “Molly, stop. This has nothing to do with you,” she said. “It has everything to do with Mia and her insecurities. You just got unlucky that you had to be on the receiving end of things.”
Mia as in Mia Valero. The girl whom Molly had met a few weeks ago and started dating. Molly had never dated a woman before, but considered herself pretty open to try anything. In her mind, if she liked someone she liked them. Didn’t matter if they were a man, a woman, trans, whatever. And Molly did develop some feelings for Mia. Feelings that she made clear to Mia, who assured her she felt similarly. Things seemed to be going great, until tonight. Mia broke up with Molly through text. Something about being in love with Nero Darling and being unable to move on. “Like I just don’t understand why she fucking would lead me on like that. It’s not like I was holding off on sex or something, if that’s all she wanted then she could’ve had it.” Molly squeezed Anna’s hand tightly as her voice got louder.
“Girls are fucking nuts Molly, you know that. You can’t get hung up on her like this. You just need to forget it. You guys weren’t even together for a full month. I know it meant a lot to you, being your first relationship since Dom. And you don’t like putting yourself out there like that. But isn’t it better that it ended quickly, rather than something long-term before finding this out?”
Anna was right. And Molly knew that too, deep down. She didn’t even feel that sad about it, nothing like her past breakups. She mostly just felt angry. Angry at Mia for leading her on and angry at herself for letting it happen. But mostly she just felt stupid. Stupid that she ever opened herself up and let someone into her life romantically. Ever since the Dom breakup, Molly had sworn that she wouldn’t date anyone unless she was certain they were the right person. But for whatever reason, she decided to give it one more shot with Mia and it predictably blew up in her face. “I know...I know,” she replied, snapping out of her thoughts. “I just feel like such an idiot for even trying. Like first it was Dom, and I swore I’d never do this to myself again. And then I go ahead and do it and obviously this shit happens. Like why do I do it? Why do I keep putting myself in these situations where it only leads to me getting hurt?”
“Because we all just want someone to love us Molly, even you. Plus look at everyone around you. Pretty much all of your friends are either married or in relationships and you’re not,” Anna said as she grabbed the two empty glasses and handed them to a server who was walking by. “So it’s natural for you to feel like you need to find someone to be with. And that’s probably why you jumped headfirst into this thing with Mia, just wanted someone, anyone.”
“Yeah…” Molly trailed off as she just tried to push the thoughts out of her head. “Whatever, I don’t want to think about it. Let’s talk about something else.”
“That’s the spirit!” Anna grinned as their server returned with two new shots. Molly and Anna grabbed them and quickly downed them again. Anna looked back up at Molly, “So, how did it feel getting back in that wrestling ring on Sunday night!?”
Molly smiled widely as she thought back to that amazing night. She had been a surprise entrant in Sin City Wrestling’s annual Jackpot Rumble match, coming in as the third entrant and lasting for about twenty minutes before being eliminated after an eye rake caught her off guard. Her eyes widened as she answered Anna’s question with excitement. “Oh my god Anna it felt amazing. It was exactly how I hoped it would go!”
“Yeah? You weren’t upset by not winning or lasting longer or anything?”
“No definitely not!” Molly exclaimed excitedly, “I mean of course it would’ve been awesome to go even further, but I can’t complain at all about anything that happened. It was my first wrestling match in over half a year, I was more worried about lasting thirty seconds before getting eliminated. Most of the people in that match have been wrestling consistently in that same time that I’ve been on my hiatus so I definitely didn’t expect to be able to beat a lot of them. But I think all things considered, lasting twenty minutes in a battle royal and outlasting seven others is a pretty successful night don’t you?”
“Oh yeah, definitely!” Anna replied excitedly. “And you looked awesome doing it. A lot less rusty than I thought you’d be to be honest.”
“Yeah, I felt really good, it all came back so quickly. Almost felt like I never left,” Molly said, getting more and more excited thinking back to her return to wrestling.
“It was pretty obvious just from watching on TV that you were having fun doing it too.”
“I was!” Molly exclaimed loud enough for a table of people near the two of them to turn their heads and look over. Molly covered her mouth, embarrassed, and lowered her voice as Anna laughed. “I mean, I was. That was the first time in awhile that I actually enjoyed myself wrestling. Like I think I was having more fun in that match than I ever did in SCW when I was there full-time. I don’t know what it was, maybe the people there, maybe the pressure, but I just never felt myself as invested in that place as I should’ve. It was fun to go back for that one-off match, especially since it was a battle royal and an easy way to see if I’m actually in enough shape to wrestle again. But I just don’t think I could go back there full-time again. At least not right now.”
“So why do you think FGA will be any different?” Anna asked, before realizing that sounded kind of rude. “I mean, like, why are you so confident that you’ll fit in more in FGA than you did in SCW?” she added.
Molly thought for a moment before answering with her main reasoning for joining Frontier Grappling Arts, her new employer in the wrestling world. “Well I think one of the biggest things is that it’s smaller. IWF was global, SCW is pretty huge, and FGA is like, it’s well-known by wrestling fans but it’s not this big mainstream company that travels the world. I think the coolest thing is that while FGA isn’t as big or well-known as some of the other companies, the wrestlers there are just as good as anywhere else. So I get the same level of competition as I would at any of the big global companies, but none of the hassles of being in one.”
“That’s pretty understandable, there’s always a lot of extra work with those big companies that people don’t realize. The insane travel schedule, the media appearances, all those kinds of things,” Anna said, remembering her time in a big company. “It can be exhausting after a while.”
“Exactly!” Molly slapped her hand on the table as she spoke, “Plus, I get to wrestle in the same company as Annie, and eventually Katie will be part of the main roster I’m sure. And I know lots of other people in the company that I’m just excited to get a chance to wrestle against.”
“That’s awesome Molly, I’m really happy for you.” Anna smiled at Molly, who returned the favor. “You want another round?”
Molly was feeling pretty good about things now. She had stopped thinking about the stupid breakup and was now just excited thinking about her first match with FGA coming up. “Nah , wanna just go for a walk on the beach? Not really feeling like getting turnt tonight.”
“Yeah for sure,” Anna answered as she stood up from her seat. “Let me just go settle our tab and we can head out. And don’t you even think about offering to pay.” Molly closed her mouth and grinned, making sure to not offer. As Anna walked towards the bar, Molly began to lose herself thinking about her first match with FGA. Losing herself in happy thoughts, trying to drown out any of the negativity.
February 4th, 2016
*ON CAMERA*
The screen flickered and then flashed on. In the shot was Molly Reid, sitting in a chair in what looked like her house. She was smiling and waving at the camera before she began to speak.
What’s up everyone?! I’m baaaaaack!
Molly grinned widely after those words, taking a bit of a pause to take everything in. This was finally happening, she was officially back in the wrestling world.
Seriously though, it’s been a long time since I did anything like this, so bear with me if I start to ramble or lose track of things. I’m just so excited to finally be back in the wrestling business! I’ve known that I planned on returning for a bit over a month, but now it’s finally happening and I couldn’t be happier. My time away was good, but I always missed this sport. I was at pretty much every FGA show to cheer on my friends, and eventually it just kind of wore off on me. I needed to get back into wrestling.
Lots of people have asked me why I picked FGA. Why I didn’t go back to SCW or Inferno, where a bunch of my old IWF friends ended up. But to be honest I never even considered anywhere else. FGA was always the only choice because it’s the perfect place for me to come and just wrestle. I loved my time in SCW and IWF but it was just overwhelming at times. So many fans all the time, so much travel, tons of media work, just non-stop. There was so much extra that I had to do and I just didn’t enjoy it. I’ve never been in this sport for the fame, so I don’t care how many people watch me wrestle. Money is not a concern, so the size of my paycheck doesn’t matter. Travelling is fun, but it’s not something I enjoy doing constantly. No, all I care about is getting in that ring. Looking across and seeing someone standing across from me. Waiting for that bell to ring before charging to the middle of the ring and going to war. All I want to do is wrestle, and nothing extra. FGA to me, is the best place to do that.
The best thing about FGA is that along with not having all that extra stuff, it has some of the best and most talented wrestlers in the world. There’s no drop off in talent despite not having the big-company-type resources. People like Zero McHannon, Cyncity, Tony Carmine, Izzy Anders, Salem Cartier, Annie Zellor, and so many more. They could all wrestle for any company and be just as successful in it as they are in FGA. So it’s all the skill level of a top-flight worldwide company, but none of the extra stuff that you’d have to deal with. I’m so pumped to be a part of it. So many people I look up to in the wrestling business that I may have the chance to wrestle against. So many people that I could learn so much from. If I could end up becoming half as successful as some of the people I mentioned earlier, I’d be pretty damn happy about that accomplishment.
Molly took a deep breath and smiled again. She reached off screen and grabbed a water bottle, quickly taking a drink from it before placing it back offscreen again. She looked back up to the camera, resuming her talking.
And now that I’ve rambled about why I’m here in FGA, I think it’s time to stop looking behind and start moving forward. The contract has been signed, and everything’s been booked. On Saturday night, I get to square off against veteran Mark Storm in my FGA debut match in White Plains, New York. My first one-on-one match in over half a year. It’s something I’ve been amped about for the past month, and now that it’s finally here I can barely sit still thinking about it.
I don’t know much about Mark Storm personally, as our match will be the first time I ever meet him face to face. I don’t know anyone who knows him personally. So I’m not going to try and guess on what kind of a person he is. I know he’s a talented wrestler, and has been wrestling for a fair bit longer than I have. I mean, he’s been inducted into two company hall of fames. I don’t care how big those companies were or how many wrestlers were there or any of that stuff. It takes a lot of skill and determination to be worthy of hall of fame induction anywhere. He’s a former grand slam champion, and was a successful MMA fighter before that. Meanwhile, I basically went from being an alcoholic college cheerleading girl who occasionally fought people in clubs to a professional wrestler just three and a half years ago. I’m not going to say that I have no talent at all, because I know I do. But I definitely am lacking in the experience section when compared to Storm.
I know he wrestled once in FGA before, when he was part of the Dynamic Duos tag team tournament last spring. He lost to Vangloria in the first round, but Kitty and Christian are such a good team, there’s no shame in losing to them. Plus, anyone who watched that match could see how competitive it was. There was a couple times where I thought for sure that Storm and his partner Hiroyoshi might win. So I’m definitely not going to underestimate his skills in that ring, because I’ve seen what he can do in there. He’s a phenomenal wrestler, and I’m going to need to pull out all the stops to beat him. I’m going to have to give my absolute all to stand toe-to-toe with Mark Storm, but I’m excited for the challenge. This is why I came to FGA. These are the kinds of challenges that I wanted, and hopefully Mark can give me that challenge.
I’ve seen too many people come into new companies and overlook people right away. Shit, I’ve been guilty of it before. Talking about how the first opponent is just an unfortunate pebble blocking your path. That they’re just in the wrong place at the wrong time. That you have bigger and better aspirations for the company you’ve joined, and you just can’t be too concerned with someone making their debut in the company as well. And I get that. Some people want to be champion and that’s their only goal. And hell, I don’t even know if that’s what Mark wants to do. But too often I’ve seen people look past their first opponent because they’re too concerned with further down the road.
But I’m nobody’s pebble in the road. Just like nobody is my pebble in the road. See, there are a lot of people who wrestle only to become champion. They want to be known as the best wrestler in the company, in the world, and all that kind of stuff. That’s not why I’m here. I’m wrestling simply because I love wrestling. Nothing makes me happier than going into that ring and trying to kick someone’s ass. And to be honest, getting punched in the face can be pretty enjoyable too sometimes. Definitely a good way to wake up. Or go to sleep, depending on who hits you and where. But regardless, all I care about is wrestling in that ring. I’m not here to chase the champions of FGA, per se. While it would be awesome to have a match against someone like Zero or Tony, their championships wouldn’t make that match any more or less special to me. I just want to be challenged, I want to wrestle the best in the world. And if they happen to be a champion then so be it. But it’s not something that I concern myself with. And definitely not something that I’m thinking about right now.
For me, all I care about is who’s in front of me when I step into that ring on Saturday night. This week, that’s Mark Storm. So Mark, I hope you’re ready to do battle inside the squared circle. I hope you’re thinking about fighting me and only me. Because the minute you start looking beyond me, to some kind of future championship goal, that’s the moment I kick you square in the jaw. The second you start thinking about someone that isn’t me is the second you find yourself flat on your back as the referee is counting to three. I’m not trying to sound cocky or overconfident, I just know that I’m a good enough wrestler that you better keep your focus on me and only me, otherwise you’ll find yourself regretting it. I may not have the experience that you have in that ring, but I’ve got some tricks up my sleeve. I hope your cardio is up to par, because I’m going to come at you non-stop Mark. I’m going to hit that canvas running and I’m not going to slow down for a second if I can help it. You can’t hit what you can’t see, and I’ve been told I’m pretty quick.
I’m so excited to be here in FGA. I’ve been waiting so long to get to step back into that ring, and on Saturday night that wait is finally over. Mark Storm, it’s an honor for me to fight someone as experienced in that ring as you are. But please don’t take me for granted. Please don’t look past me. If you do, you could be in for a rough night.
Molly smiled one last time and blew a kiss to the camera, before leaning over and turning it off, as the screen faded to black.
*OFF CAMERA*
“Here you go ladies.”
Molly reached up and helped the server with the tray he was holding. He smiled at her and grabbed the shot glasses balanced on top of it, placing them delicately on the table that Molly was sitting at. Molly grabbed her shot glass and held it up. “Cheers,” she said, clinking her glass against the one being held across the table by Molly’s somewhat longtime friend Anna Stone. Molly quickly downed the tequila shot before smacking the glass down on the table and shuddering as she felt the alcohol flow through her system.
“Damn that was good.”
Anna grinned slightly at her as she pushed both of the glasses to the edge of the table. She looked back up at Molly with a somewhat more concerned look on her face. “You sure you’re good to be here? We can just go for a walk or something.”
“No, it’s fine. Serious.” Molly looked around the bar from her seat. It wasn’t very crowded, being a Monday night in Santa Monica in January. It was early, so the only people there were the regulars and a few groups finishing up with late dinners. It likely wouldn’t get much busier, but it would still get harder for Molly to hear Anna across the table the later they stayed. “I just need a few drinks to calm down a bit.”
“Of course, I don’t blame you. Whatever you wanna do, that works for me.” Molly smiled at Anna, who returned the favor. Anna was one of the first 'wrestling-business' friends Molly ever made. They met back when Molly was wrestling in the Insurgency Wrestling Federation, where Anna once wrestled. Anna was a bit older than Molly, and was also the best friend and ex-wife of Molly’s head trainer. So their relationship was mostly confined to just the occasional coffee meeting or drink night between the two of them. Or, as on this occasion, when Molly needed someone to vent to.
“I just...it’s like...fuck man I don’t even know what to say,” Molly tried to put words together as she thought about how stupid her night had been. What had started off as a happy day had turned bad real quick. “Like I really shouldn’t be surprised because this shit happens to me every fucking time.”
Anna reached across the table and squeezed Molly’s hand. “Molly, stop. This has nothing to do with you,” she said. “It has everything to do with Mia and her insecurities. You just got unlucky that you had to be on the receiving end of things.”
Mia as in Mia Valero. The girl whom Molly had met a few weeks ago and started dating. Molly had never dated a woman before, but considered herself pretty open to try anything. In her mind, if she liked someone she liked them. Didn’t matter if they were a man, a woman, trans, whatever. And Molly did develop some feelings for Mia. Feelings that she made clear to Mia, who assured her she felt similarly. Things seemed to be going great, until tonight. Mia broke up with Molly through text. Something about being in love with Nero Darling and being unable to move on. “Like I just don’t understand why she fucking would lead me on like that. It’s not like I was holding off on sex or something, if that’s all she wanted then she could’ve had it.” Molly squeezed Anna’s hand tightly as her voice got louder.
“Girls are fucking nuts Molly, you know that. You can’t get hung up on her like this. You just need to forget it. You guys weren’t even together for a full month. I know it meant a lot to you, being your first relationship since Dom. And you don’t like putting yourself out there like that. But isn’t it better that it ended quickly, rather than something long-term before finding this out?”
Anna was right. And Molly knew that too, deep down. She didn’t even feel that sad about it, nothing like her past breakups. She mostly just felt angry. Angry at Mia for leading her on and angry at herself for letting it happen. But mostly she just felt stupid. Stupid that she ever opened herself up and let someone into her life romantically. Ever since the Dom breakup, Molly had sworn that she wouldn’t date anyone unless she was certain they were the right person. But for whatever reason, she decided to give it one more shot with Mia and it predictably blew up in her face. “I know...I know,” she replied, snapping out of her thoughts. “I just feel like such an idiot for even trying. Like first it was Dom, and I swore I’d never do this to myself again. And then I go ahead and do it and obviously this shit happens. Like why do I do it? Why do I keep putting myself in these situations where it only leads to me getting hurt?”
“Because we all just want someone to love us Molly, even you. Plus look at everyone around you. Pretty much all of your friends are either married or in relationships and you’re not,” Anna said as she grabbed the two empty glasses and handed them to a server who was walking by. “So it’s natural for you to feel like you need to find someone to be with. And that’s probably why you jumped headfirst into this thing with Mia, just wanted someone, anyone.”
“Yeah…” Molly trailed off as she just tried to push the thoughts out of her head. “Whatever, I don’t want to think about it. Let’s talk about something else.”
“That’s the spirit!” Anna grinned as their server returned with two new shots. Molly and Anna grabbed them and quickly downed them again. Anna looked back up at Molly, “So, how did it feel getting back in that wrestling ring on Sunday night!?”
Molly smiled widely as she thought back to that amazing night. She had been a surprise entrant in Sin City Wrestling’s annual Jackpot Rumble match, coming in as the third entrant and lasting for about twenty minutes before being eliminated after an eye rake caught her off guard. Her eyes widened as she answered Anna’s question with excitement. “Oh my god Anna it felt amazing. It was exactly how I hoped it would go!”
“Yeah? You weren’t upset by not winning or lasting longer or anything?”
“No definitely not!” Molly exclaimed excitedly, “I mean of course it would’ve been awesome to go even further, but I can’t complain at all about anything that happened. It was my first wrestling match in over half a year, I was more worried about lasting thirty seconds before getting eliminated. Most of the people in that match have been wrestling consistently in that same time that I’ve been on my hiatus so I definitely didn’t expect to be able to beat a lot of them. But I think all things considered, lasting twenty minutes in a battle royal and outlasting seven others is a pretty successful night don’t you?”
“Oh yeah, definitely!” Anna replied excitedly. “And you looked awesome doing it. A lot less rusty than I thought you’d be to be honest.”
“Yeah, I felt really good, it all came back so quickly. Almost felt like I never left,” Molly said, getting more and more excited thinking back to her return to wrestling.
“It was pretty obvious just from watching on TV that you were having fun doing it too.”
“I was!” Molly exclaimed loud enough for a table of people near the two of them to turn their heads and look over. Molly covered her mouth, embarrassed, and lowered her voice as Anna laughed. “I mean, I was. That was the first time in awhile that I actually enjoyed myself wrestling. Like I think I was having more fun in that match than I ever did in SCW when I was there full-time. I don’t know what it was, maybe the people there, maybe the pressure, but I just never felt myself as invested in that place as I should’ve. It was fun to go back for that one-off match, especially since it was a battle royal and an easy way to see if I’m actually in enough shape to wrestle again. But I just don’t think I could go back there full-time again. At least not right now.”
“So why do you think FGA will be any different?” Anna asked, before realizing that sounded kind of rude. “I mean, like, why are you so confident that you’ll fit in more in FGA than you did in SCW?” she added.
Molly thought for a moment before answering with her main reasoning for joining Frontier Grappling Arts, her new employer in the wrestling world. “Well I think one of the biggest things is that it’s smaller. IWF was global, SCW is pretty huge, and FGA is like, it’s well-known by wrestling fans but it’s not this big mainstream company that travels the world. I think the coolest thing is that while FGA isn’t as big or well-known as some of the other companies, the wrestlers there are just as good as anywhere else. So I get the same level of competition as I would at any of the big global companies, but none of the hassles of being in one.”
“That’s pretty understandable, there’s always a lot of extra work with those big companies that people don’t realize. The insane travel schedule, the media appearances, all those kinds of things,” Anna said, remembering her time in a big company. “It can be exhausting after a while.”
“Exactly!” Molly slapped her hand on the table as she spoke, “Plus, I get to wrestle in the same company as Annie, and eventually Katie will be part of the main roster I’m sure. And I know lots of other people in the company that I’m just excited to get a chance to wrestle against.”
“That’s awesome Molly, I’m really happy for you.” Anna smiled at Molly, who returned the favor. “You want another round?”
Molly was feeling pretty good about things now. She had stopped thinking about the stupid breakup and was now just excited thinking about her first match with FGA coming up. “Nah , wanna just go for a walk on the beach? Not really feeling like getting turnt tonight.”
“Yeah for sure,” Anna answered as she stood up from her seat. “Let me just go settle our tab and we can head out. And don’t you even think about offering to pay.” Molly closed her mouth and grinned, making sure to not offer. As Anna walked towards the bar, Molly began to lose herself thinking about her first match with FGA. Losing herself in happy thoughts, trying to drown out any of the negativity.
February 4th, 2016
*ON CAMERA*
The screen flickered and then flashed on. In the shot was Molly Reid, sitting in a chair in what looked like her house. She was smiling and waving at the camera before she began to speak.
What’s up everyone?! I’m baaaaaack!
Molly grinned widely after those words, taking a bit of a pause to take everything in. This was finally happening, she was officially back in the wrestling world.
Seriously though, it’s been a long time since I did anything like this, so bear with me if I start to ramble or lose track of things. I’m just so excited to finally be back in the wrestling business! I’ve known that I planned on returning for a bit over a month, but now it’s finally happening and I couldn’t be happier. My time away was good, but I always missed this sport. I was at pretty much every FGA show to cheer on my friends, and eventually it just kind of wore off on me. I needed to get back into wrestling.
Lots of people have asked me why I picked FGA. Why I didn’t go back to SCW or Inferno, where a bunch of my old IWF friends ended up. But to be honest I never even considered anywhere else. FGA was always the only choice because it’s the perfect place for me to come and just wrestle. I loved my time in SCW and IWF but it was just overwhelming at times. So many fans all the time, so much travel, tons of media work, just non-stop. There was so much extra that I had to do and I just didn’t enjoy it. I’ve never been in this sport for the fame, so I don’t care how many people watch me wrestle. Money is not a concern, so the size of my paycheck doesn’t matter. Travelling is fun, but it’s not something I enjoy doing constantly. No, all I care about is getting in that ring. Looking across and seeing someone standing across from me. Waiting for that bell to ring before charging to the middle of the ring and going to war. All I want to do is wrestle, and nothing extra. FGA to me, is the best place to do that.
The best thing about FGA is that along with not having all that extra stuff, it has some of the best and most talented wrestlers in the world. There’s no drop off in talent despite not having the big-company-type resources. People like Zero McHannon, Cyncity, Tony Carmine, Izzy Anders, Salem Cartier, Annie Zellor, and so many more. They could all wrestle for any company and be just as successful in it as they are in FGA. So it’s all the skill level of a top-flight worldwide company, but none of the extra stuff that you’d have to deal with. I’m so pumped to be a part of it. So many people I look up to in the wrestling business that I may have the chance to wrestle against. So many people that I could learn so much from. If I could end up becoming half as successful as some of the people I mentioned earlier, I’d be pretty damn happy about that accomplishment.
Molly took a deep breath and smiled again. She reached off screen and grabbed a water bottle, quickly taking a drink from it before placing it back offscreen again. She looked back up to the camera, resuming her talking.
And now that I’ve rambled about why I’m here in FGA, I think it’s time to stop looking behind and start moving forward. The contract has been signed, and everything’s been booked. On Saturday night, I get to square off against veteran Mark Storm in my FGA debut match in White Plains, New York. My first one-on-one match in over half a year. It’s something I’ve been amped about for the past month, and now that it’s finally here I can barely sit still thinking about it.
I don’t know much about Mark Storm personally, as our match will be the first time I ever meet him face to face. I don’t know anyone who knows him personally. So I’m not going to try and guess on what kind of a person he is. I know he’s a talented wrestler, and has been wrestling for a fair bit longer than I have. I mean, he’s been inducted into two company hall of fames. I don’t care how big those companies were or how many wrestlers were there or any of that stuff. It takes a lot of skill and determination to be worthy of hall of fame induction anywhere. He’s a former grand slam champion, and was a successful MMA fighter before that. Meanwhile, I basically went from being an alcoholic college cheerleading girl who occasionally fought people in clubs to a professional wrestler just three and a half years ago. I’m not going to say that I have no talent at all, because I know I do. But I definitely am lacking in the experience section when compared to Storm.
I know he wrestled once in FGA before, when he was part of the Dynamic Duos tag team tournament last spring. He lost to Vangloria in the first round, but Kitty and Christian are such a good team, there’s no shame in losing to them. Plus, anyone who watched that match could see how competitive it was. There was a couple times where I thought for sure that Storm and his partner Hiroyoshi might win. So I’m definitely not going to underestimate his skills in that ring, because I’ve seen what he can do in there. He’s a phenomenal wrestler, and I’m going to need to pull out all the stops to beat him. I’m going to have to give my absolute all to stand toe-to-toe with Mark Storm, but I’m excited for the challenge. This is why I came to FGA. These are the kinds of challenges that I wanted, and hopefully Mark can give me that challenge.
I’ve seen too many people come into new companies and overlook people right away. Shit, I’ve been guilty of it before. Talking about how the first opponent is just an unfortunate pebble blocking your path. That they’re just in the wrong place at the wrong time. That you have bigger and better aspirations for the company you’ve joined, and you just can’t be too concerned with someone making their debut in the company as well. And I get that. Some people want to be champion and that’s their only goal. And hell, I don’t even know if that’s what Mark wants to do. But too often I’ve seen people look past their first opponent because they’re too concerned with further down the road.
But I’m nobody’s pebble in the road. Just like nobody is my pebble in the road. See, there are a lot of people who wrestle only to become champion. They want to be known as the best wrestler in the company, in the world, and all that kind of stuff. That’s not why I’m here. I’m wrestling simply because I love wrestling. Nothing makes me happier than going into that ring and trying to kick someone’s ass. And to be honest, getting punched in the face can be pretty enjoyable too sometimes. Definitely a good way to wake up. Or go to sleep, depending on who hits you and where. But regardless, all I care about is wrestling in that ring. I’m not here to chase the champions of FGA, per se. While it would be awesome to have a match against someone like Zero or Tony, their championships wouldn’t make that match any more or less special to me. I just want to be challenged, I want to wrestle the best in the world. And if they happen to be a champion then so be it. But it’s not something that I concern myself with. And definitely not something that I’m thinking about right now.
For me, all I care about is who’s in front of me when I step into that ring on Saturday night. This week, that’s Mark Storm. So Mark, I hope you’re ready to do battle inside the squared circle. I hope you’re thinking about fighting me and only me. Because the minute you start looking beyond me, to some kind of future championship goal, that’s the moment I kick you square in the jaw. The second you start thinking about someone that isn’t me is the second you find yourself flat on your back as the referee is counting to three. I’m not trying to sound cocky or overconfident, I just know that I’m a good enough wrestler that you better keep your focus on me and only me, otherwise you’ll find yourself regretting it. I may not have the experience that you have in that ring, but I’ve got some tricks up my sleeve. I hope your cardio is up to par, because I’m going to come at you non-stop Mark. I’m going to hit that canvas running and I’m not going to slow down for a second if I can help it. You can’t hit what you can’t see, and I’ve been told I’m pretty quick.
I’m so excited to be here in FGA. I’ve been waiting so long to get to step back into that ring, and on Saturday night that wait is finally over. Mark Storm, it’s an honor for me to fight someone as experienced in that ring as you are. But please don’t take me for granted. Please don’t look past me. If you do, you could be in for a rough night.
Molly smiled one last time and blew a kiss to the camera, before leaning over and turning it off, as the screen faded to black.
