Post by Shelly Taylor-Jones on Aug 28, 2011 3:15:13 GMT -6
“You know what sucks...”
“When you know that you should be champion...”
“And some untalented bitch comes in...”
“Back from the dead after throwing away one opportunity...”
“And gets the title in a cluster ****....”
“Basically gets handed a belt...”
“A belt that should mean something...”
“A belt that I want...”
“Need...”
“DESERVE....”
“It’s being made to look pathetic...”
“An unworthy champion...”
“A paper champion...”
“A nobody challenger...”
“It’s sad and pathetic...”
“I’d like to take time out on my feud with Crystal for a moment to comment on the current situation when it pertains to the Starlets title because after all. The match between Crystal and I is for the number one contendership so I have an invested interest in the title match between Gardner and Danielson. See while Crystal and I verbally bash one another you can’t help but realise that she and I are the two best females in NCW and Aly and Emma are just there for the sake of it....”
I grit my teeth and smirk.
“They handed the title to the winner of a cluster **** match. Aly came in with some blistering promo’s and garnered fanfare for being involved with an NCW hall of famer. She got into the match and was able to last to the end and win the match. But now we have a problem. Now we have a woman who is honestly not champion material going against a former champion with former glory. But what seems funny to me is that Emma seems to be getting in Gardners head. That’s right, Emma Danielson with a few small acts and words has gotten into our world champions head. And if Aly is so unsettled by these futile words then she doesn’t deserve the title....”
“Then what?. We have a transitional paper champion. And let’s face it if Emma Danielson does beat Aly, then next month when she faces myself or Crystal Hilton we’ll have another new champion.....”
“Welcome to the post-Zelda Starlets division....”
I shake my head and sigh.
“What we needed after that selfish bitches departure was a dominant female champion. An alpha female who could command respect and destroy any other Starlet in her way. But what we have is a one trick pony. A woman who came in, won the title and has so little conceivable desire to defend it and prove she’s worthy that I’m almost falling asleep. Meanwhile Crystal and I have destroyed each other once, been tag teamed with the national and world champions, and have verbally spun up a storm of interest promoting our match at nothing to lose. What have the other two done?.”
“They’ve bitched and whined about a friendship with my opponent this month. They’ve talked about other girls in the starlets division and have waited till the last moment to even say anything to each other. So now here we have a starlets world title match that no one gives a damn about and a number one contender match where we have the two hungriest and best female wrestlers in the world ready to tear each other apart. So tell me why should anyone care about the farce of am title match?......ha..Simple...”
“You should watch the title match to see who is going to be destroyed on National television by myself or Crystal. In fact you know what it feels like?. It feels like Crystal and I are fighting for the world title and the other two are fighting for a shot at us. But sadly that’s not the case. A failed title match and two hungry contenders...whoever wins this match is going to have to face a woman who is better, stronger and more motivated.......and with that being said..here’s a word from our sponser....”
This message was paid for by Shelly Taylor-Jones..the views expressed
in this are not that of NCW nor it’s management.....
“Two women....”
{Crystal and Shelly stand face to face both looking arrogant....}
“Both of them with dreams of glory and power..”
{A slow motion video of Crystal and Shelly trading shots....}
“Friend of the fallen champion firing the first shot...”
{Crystal hits the lights, camera, action and gets the win...}
“An embarrassment endured...”
{Crystal stamping the loser on Shelly..}
“A win regained....”
{Shelly getting the pin on Crystal then hugging Alex...}
“The Hollywood Starlet....The Strong Style Starlet....”
{Shelly and Crystal again face to face....}
“Shelly Taylor-Jones vs Crystal Hilton live Sunday the 28th of August 2011”
“And we’re back.....”
I smile and fold my arms.
“You know. The more I think about it the more I realise that Crystal is a great wrestler but I have to question her true motives in this. She was a movie star, a pop star and now she comes into NCW to try and follow a dream. Part of me admires that. Here’s a girl who had the entire world laid out for her in another medium of entertainment being able to sing, dance, act and shake her ass. But instead of wanting to stay in that easy going world she decided to follow a dream and become a wrestler...”
“It’s admirable but at the same time, maybe she should have stayed in that world. Growing up with my brothers I played with them alot and took my lumps. They watched wrestling and I got addicted to it. As we got older they decided that’s what they wanted to do and I went to train with them because I had this pull towards it. Then, well then I met Angel. I tried to stay away because I wanted to be a mother and I felt I couldn’t do both....”
“How wrong I was...”
“I broke to the pressure and followed what I was born to do. Maybe you and I are cut from the same cloth. I could have sat at home and looked after my son and daughter. I could have spent Alex’s money happily. But I had a fire burning inside me that no one could understand. But maybe you can Crystal. You left everything for this. And you found a boyfriend who has been world champ. You found a purpose in life. And you have something to fight for....”
I laugh and shake my head.
“I may think you’re schizophrenic but it doesn’t mean I don’t think you are worthy of being champion. You work hard, hit hard and try hard. But sometimes Crystal that just isn’t enough. You can have all the desire in the world but it doesn’t guarantee you anything. I know you’re good sweetie, but I’m better. You beat me once, that’s good for you and you can keep on riding that wave into shore over and over again until you lay on the beach and think happy thoughts. But I’m not simply someone who you can beat once and expect it to happen again.....”
“I’m a professional, I learn from my mistakes. I’m not like an Andrew Jacobsen who keeps running his mouth only to lose when the pressure gets to high. I’m not like a Todd Williams who has all the skills to be great but then disappears without a trace. I learn from each match and evolve, after all without evolution we’re lost. So I evolve and get better and better. And now I stand here ready to beat you one on one like I should have done months ago.”
“I don’t know if I WILL win I just know I CAN win. I have all the tools, I have the desire and determination and it’s n ot hard for me to get excited about a match against you Crystal. It’s not hard for me to get hyped and ready. I’m training and preparing like never before and when I do get my hands on you. Well we will give the fans of NCW something special. You and I will walk in two of NCW’s finest female wrestlers and walk out as the two best in the world....”
I nod and smile wide with arrogance.....
“One better than the other....”
I breathe heavy, sweat rolls down my body, I feel the burn in my arms and legs. Each strike, each hit of the heavy bag makes a noise that echo’s around the home gym.
“Nice to see you’re prepared....”
I look up as Alex walks in. He stands there in all his glory in a pair of MMA fight shorts that he uses for training. He obviously just got back from a run. I keep striking the back, left jab, right cross, step across low right kick....
“I have to be...Crystal beat me once.....I’m going to do everything in my power to make sure it doesn’t happen again...”
Alex smiles at me, for a moment I get distracted at his boyish good looks. I shake my head and keep going two lefts and a right with a hard right knee.
“You’re getting ready for a match not for warfare...”
I smirk and look at Alex.
“There’s a difference?...”?
Alex laughs and walks in sitting down.
“You’re not going to kill her Shell. You just need to beat her...”
In shoot a look at my husband and sigh.
“You don’t understand....I know I can beat her. It was my arrogance last time Alex....I’m better than that I fell into a cocky attitude that is more like...”
“Me...”
Alex interrupts me and smiles.
“Well I wasn’t going to say it....”
I shoot a grin back to him as he walks over to me giving me a kiss on the cheek.
“I’m sure you can beat her Shell....you’re a champion...it’s what we do....”
Alex looks over at his replica cabinet. Inside there’s many replica belts from former companies and NCW, as Alex turns around to walk away I breathe deep. I know it wasn’t meant to anger me..but it does.....
“What we do....”
I echo his words and unleash upon the bag, lefts and rights and kicks over and over again as sweat pours from me, I stop panting loudly, still hitting the bag a few times with weaker half shots.....I turn to look at the cabinet again, I’ve seen these before. In Rob’s house, In Chris’s, In Angels....I’m the odd one out...not anymore...
“So you see...”
“I’m not just fighting for a legacy...”
“Or my family...”
“I fight to be a part of that legacy..”
“A part of that family...”
“In the end that’s what it is....”
“Desire...”
“Pride...”
“Heart...”
“Whatever you wish to call it...”
“This is my time..”
“My moment...”
“MY ****ING TITLE SHOT...”
Dear Zelda Knite.
This is the last time I’ll be writing you. I once admired you Zelda. But now I see that my desire to beat you was just that. Desire. The dream is over. You’re gone, never coming back. We may see each other at family gatherings while you and Rob plan your lives together. And I wish for you to be happy. But now is my time, my place in the world. And while the question of who is the best may never be settled I am content to know that I am a wrestler....
I am just like you. And now instead of anger in my heart I have a sadness. I was angry you left but now I’m more sad for the fans. A match between us would have been special. But it’s time to let go. It’s time for all of us to let go. It’s time for the other women to let go of their childish resentment. It’s time for Crystal to let her sadness over your leaving disappear. And it’s time for me to bury this obsession with beating you. See I don’t need to beat you to get what I want. I just need to be myself....because in the end Zelda....I am the best....
So goodbye...good luck.....
Signed sincerely Shelly Taylor-Jones..
“When you know that you should be champion...”
“And some untalented bitch comes in...”
“Back from the dead after throwing away one opportunity...”
“And gets the title in a cluster ****....”
“Basically gets handed a belt...”
“A belt that should mean something...”
“A belt that I want...”
“Need...”
“DESERVE....”
“It’s being made to look pathetic...”
“An unworthy champion...”
“A paper champion...”
“A nobody challenger...”
“It’s sad and pathetic...”
“I’d like to take time out on my feud with Crystal for a moment to comment on the current situation when it pertains to the Starlets title because after all. The match between Crystal and I is for the number one contendership so I have an invested interest in the title match between Gardner and Danielson. See while Crystal and I verbally bash one another you can’t help but realise that she and I are the two best females in NCW and Aly and Emma are just there for the sake of it....”
I grit my teeth and smirk.
“They handed the title to the winner of a cluster **** match. Aly came in with some blistering promo’s and garnered fanfare for being involved with an NCW hall of famer. She got into the match and was able to last to the end and win the match. But now we have a problem. Now we have a woman who is honestly not champion material going against a former champion with former glory. But what seems funny to me is that Emma seems to be getting in Gardners head. That’s right, Emma Danielson with a few small acts and words has gotten into our world champions head. And if Aly is so unsettled by these futile words then she doesn’t deserve the title....”
“Then what?. We have a transitional paper champion. And let’s face it if Emma Danielson does beat Aly, then next month when she faces myself or Crystal Hilton we’ll have another new champion.....”
“Welcome to the post-Zelda Starlets division....”
I shake my head and sigh.
“What we needed after that selfish bitches departure was a dominant female champion. An alpha female who could command respect and destroy any other Starlet in her way. But what we have is a one trick pony. A woman who came in, won the title and has so little conceivable desire to defend it and prove she’s worthy that I’m almost falling asleep. Meanwhile Crystal and I have destroyed each other once, been tag teamed with the national and world champions, and have verbally spun up a storm of interest promoting our match at nothing to lose. What have the other two done?.”
“They’ve bitched and whined about a friendship with my opponent this month. They’ve talked about other girls in the starlets division and have waited till the last moment to even say anything to each other. So now here we have a starlets world title match that no one gives a damn about and a number one contender match where we have the two hungriest and best female wrestlers in the world ready to tear each other apart. So tell me why should anyone care about the farce of am title match?......ha..Simple...”
“You should watch the title match to see who is going to be destroyed on National television by myself or Crystal. In fact you know what it feels like?. It feels like Crystal and I are fighting for the world title and the other two are fighting for a shot at us. But sadly that’s not the case. A failed title match and two hungry contenders...whoever wins this match is going to have to face a woman who is better, stronger and more motivated.......and with that being said..here’s a word from our sponser....”
This message was paid for by Shelly Taylor-Jones..the views expressed
in this are not that of NCW nor it’s management.....
“Two women....”
{Crystal and Shelly stand face to face both looking arrogant....}
“Both of them with dreams of glory and power..”
{A slow motion video of Crystal and Shelly trading shots....}
“Friend of the fallen champion firing the first shot...”
{Crystal hits the lights, camera, action and gets the win...}
“An embarrassment endured...”
{Crystal stamping the loser on Shelly..}
“A win regained....”
{Shelly getting the pin on Crystal then hugging Alex...}
“The Hollywood Starlet....The Strong Style Starlet....”
{Shelly and Crystal again face to face....}
“Shelly Taylor-Jones vs Crystal Hilton live Sunday the 28th of August 2011”
“And we’re back.....”
I smile and fold my arms.
“You know. The more I think about it the more I realise that Crystal is a great wrestler but I have to question her true motives in this. She was a movie star, a pop star and now she comes into NCW to try and follow a dream. Part of me admires that. Here’s a girl who had the entire world laid out for her in another medium of entertainment being able to sing, dance, act and shake her ass. But instead of wanting to stay in that easy going world she decided to follow a dream and become a wrestler...”
“It’s admirable but at the same time, maybe she should have stayed in that world. Growing up with my brothers I played with them alot and took my lumps. They watched wrestling and I got addicted to it. As we got older they decided that’s what they wanted to do and I went to train with them because I had this pull towards it. Then, well then I met Angel. I tried to stay away because I wanted to be a mother and I felt I couldn’t do both....”
“How wrong I was...”
“I broke to the pressure and followed what I was born to do. Maybe you and I are cut from the same cloth. I could have sat at home and looked after my son and daughter. I could have spent Alex’s money happily. But I had a fire burning inside me that no one could understand. But maybe you can Crystal. You left everything for this. And you found a boyfriend who has been world champ. You found a purpose in life. And you have something to fight for....”
I laugh and shake my head.
“I may think you’re schizophrenic but it doesn’t mean I don’t think you are worthy of being champion. You work hard, hit hard and try hard. But sometimes Crystal that just isn’t enough. You can have all the desire in the world but it doesn’t guarantee you anything. I know you’re good sweetie, but I’m better. You beat me once, that’s good for you and you can keep on riding that wave into shore over and over again until you lay on the beach and think happy thoughts. But I’m not simply someone who you can beat once and expect it to happen again.....”
“I’m a professional, I learn from my mistakes. I’m not like an Andrew Jacobsen who keeps running his mouth only to lose when the pressure gets to high. I’m not like a Todd Williams who has all the skills to be great but then disappears without a trace. I learn from each match and evolve, after all without evolution we’re lost. So I evolve and get better and better. And now I stand here ready to beat you one on one like I should have done months ago.”
“I don’t know if I WILL win I just know I CAN win. I have all the tools, I have the desire and determination and it’s n ot hard for me to get excited about a match against you Crystal. It’s not hard for me to get hyped and ready. I’m training and preparing like never before and when I do get my hands on you. Well we will give the fans of NCW something special. You and I will walk in two of NCW’s finest female wrestlers and walk out as the two best in the world....”
I nod and smile wide with arrogance.....
“One better than the other....”
I breathe heavy, sweat rolls down my body, I feel the burn in my arms and legs. Each strike, each hit of the heavy bag makes a noise that echo’s around the home gym.
“Nice to see you’re prepared....”
I look up as Alex walks in. He stands there in all his glory in a pair of MMA fight shorts that he uses for training. He obviously just got back from a run. I keep striking the back, left jab, right cross, step across low right kick....
“I have to be...Crystal beat me once.....I’m going to do everything in my power to make sure it doesn’t happen again...”
Alex smiles at me, for a moment I get distracted at his boyish good looks. I shake my head and keep going two lefts and a right with a hard right knee.
“You’re getting ready for a match not for warfare...”
I smirk and look at Alex.
“There’s a difference?...”?
Alex laughs and walks in sitting down.
“You’re not going to kill her Shell. You just need to beat her...”
In shoot a look at my husband and sigh.
“You don’t understand....I know I can beat her. It was my arrogance last time Alex....I’m better than that I fell into a cocky attitude that is more like...”
“Me...”
Alex interrupts me and smiles.
“Well I wasn’t going to say it....”
I shoot a grin back to him as he walks over to me giving me a kiss on the cheek.
“I’m sure you can beat her Shell....you’re a champion...it’s what we do....”
Alex looks over at his replica cabinet. Inside there’s many replica belts from former companies and NCW, as Alex turns around to walk away I breathe deep. I know it wasn’t meant to anger me..but it does.....
“What we do....”
I echo his words and unleash upon the bag, lefts and rights and kicks over and over again as sweat pours from me, I stop panting loudly, still hitting the bag a few times with weaker half shots.....I turn to look at the cabinet again, I’ve seen these before. In Rob’s house, In Chris’s, In Angels....I’m the odd one out...not anymore...
“So you see...”
“I’m not just fighting for a legacy...”
“Or my family...”
“I fight to be a part of that legacy..”
“A part of that family...”
“In the end that’s what it is....”
“Desire...”
“Pride...”
“Heart...”
“Whatever you wish to call it...”
“This is my time..”
“My moment...”
“MY ****ING TITLE SHOT...”
Dear Zelda Knite.
This is the last time I’ll be writing you. I once admired you Zelda. But now I see that my desire to beat you was just that. Desire. The dream is over. You’re gone, never coming back. We may see each other at family gatherings while you and Rob plan your lives together. And I wish for you to be happy. But now is my time, my place in the world. And while the question of who is the best may never be settled I am content to know that I am a wrestler....
I am just like you. And now instead of anger in my heart I have a sadness. I was angry you left but now I’m more sad for the fans. A match between us would have been special. But it’s time to let go. It’s time for all of us to let go. It’s time for the other women to let go of their childish resentment. It’s time for Crystal to let her sadness over your leaving disappear. And it’s time for me to bury this obsession with beating you. See I don’t need to beat you to get what I want. I just need to be myself....because in the end Zelda....I am the best....
So goodbye...good luck.....
Signed sincerely Shelly Taylor-Jones..