Straight Dope
Sept 9, 2016 1:19:34 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Sept 9, 2016 1:19:34 GMT -5
So, here's the thing. I was one of the very first individuals to sign up for 3GW. Or at least, I thought I was. I thought that 3GW was a brand new extension of a reputable company, FGA. Turns out I was wrong on that accord. Rather, it seems that 3GW comes prepacked with a whole roster from it's previous incarnation, and all the baggage that comes with that. So while no one said a peep when I signed... which was fine with me, because I hadn't asked for anything, demanded any promises, anything like that... as soon as the card was announced, several of the 3GW regulars decided that they had a problem with me being here.
The loudest cry seems to be that I'm too 'flighty' to deserve to be in the first 3GW Main Event. Hey, I get it. I work a lot, and often claim to be the hardest working woman in combat athletics, so I get that. I currently work for four promotions, and while I've worked a lot of places over the last 3 years, I don't think that it's the 62 that Jensen Banks claims that it is. But since he wants to talk numbers, he's an interesting question: How many of the promotions that I've worked for over the last couple years, that I'm not working for now, are functioning and currently booking shows?
Wanna take a guess?
One. Just one. Boardwalk is the only company I've left over the last two years that's still a company. Hardly enough to label me 'flighty', I'd say. It's just the nature of the business, promotions open, promotions close. Sometimes I went all the way down with the ship, sometimes I didn't... you develop an intuition about theses things, and I've got no interest in being one of the fools banging on the back door trying to collect pay owed to me after the owners have folded up shop. Fact is, it's the very thing that drew me to 3GW. FGA has a good rep and has been around a while, and I'm hoping that rubs off on the little brother.
The other outcry seems to be that I don't shy away from my sexuality online, and thus must not be a serious competitor. It's true that I embrace that side of who I am, and I know it drives some people in our sport crazy that I can be sexy and silly and fun on social media and still get into that ring and hit like a freight train. It's all part of that slogan... #AssesInSeats, #BodiesInGraves. I do both, so I'm not about to be lectured on the art of self-promotion by a washed-up actor with less than 50 Twitter followers. I'll keep doing what I'm doing, thanks, Becker.
But the general overall problem seems to be that the guys from whatever 3GW used to be think that any of them should have been in the Main Event. Well, take it up with management. I had nothing to do with the order of the card, and asked for no special treatment. In fact, I think that the only reason that it shook out the way that it did was because my match was the first match signed, after Adam Adonis, a wrestler I've barely heard of, challenged me, claiming he wants to run me out of 3GW for good. Well, for reasons I've already explained, that's not gonna happen. Even if Adam manages to beat me, which apparently even some of his fellow 3GWers don't think will happen as some of them have already claimed that the company is throwing me a soup can.
But whatever. I'm Ash Scion. I'm a hardcore wrestler turned technical striker. I like to fight. That's the basics, right there. But you can take it from me, or you can take it from a bunch of fighters who know a lot more about me, apparently, then I know about them. In fact, the guy I'm facing doesn't even appear to have a 3GW contract signed, at least not as Adam Adonis... which very likely might be the best advantage he has going for him. But hopefully by the next time that I step in front of a 3GW camera, that'll change, and I'll actually be able to give you my strategic thoughts on the match-up. If not, I'll have to trust that my training crew at The Fear Factory can dig up some specs on the guy. I'm sure they will, they've never let me down yet.
Anyway, it's great to be here in 3GW, even if the welcoming committee sort of sucked. I love wrestling in L.A., and I'm sure this is going to be the start of something beautiful.