Post by Gabriella Camacho on Dec 9, 2017 23:58:08 GMT -5
From Gabby’s Blog:
It feels good to be right here again. It feels good to have this championship back again. It feels good to have taken it from Amy Jo Smyth and leave her with nothing. See, I was ready. I told everybody that I was willing to let all this shit go. I had no ill-will towards Amy Jo Smyth before the match was announced. I simply did what I needed to do. You can see, right now, who’s still a bitter bitch, and who can’t let shit go. Who can’t get over it. All she has done is embarrass herself time and time again, and let her emotions let all of you know she really just can’t handle the fact that she lost, and she’s not the center of attention. So, she throws shade. You saw it, and the whole world now sees her for the bitter, insecure person she is. If you really think that I would have the same shit she did had I lost, you have to be fucking delusional.
But, we don’t have to worry about that. Because I won.
I know that eats her up inside. But now let’s just move on, the less time spent on Amy Jo Smyth, the better.
Now we move on to familiar territory, and now It’s like a bad dream, an unfunny joke, and a pop quiz, all rolled into one for this champion’s challenge. Myself, and three people I cannot stand. I almost wish I hadn’t gotten into this match because it’s like a nightmare. Kate, Kenzi AND Crystal? Jesus fucking Christ what did I do to deserve this? I have been just, stuck in facepalm meme mode for the past two weeks. Like holy shit I cannot wait to get this match over and done with. I seriously don’t care for this match in the slightest.
But, I am the LAW champion, and you know what? I’m going into this match to win. And further cement that the LAW champion is at the top of the heap. But I guess we could say, what a difference a year makes, right? Well, actually, it’s more like, what a difference a few months makes. Crystal is now Hilton again, probably like the 8th failed marriage, and she’s suddenly got a girlfriend again. It’s getting so hard to keep up with this nonsense anymore. I don’t even know why I’m trying. Kate got Mackenzie as a girlfriend, and to be honest, we all probably should have seen that coming, but whatever. And Kenzi… well Kenzi’s girlfriend/wife person disappeared, and has reappeared or some such shit and Kenzi was all heartbroken but now seems fine and it’s all sunshine and rainbows.
To quote Moon Unit Zappa… gag me with a spoon.
The most important part of this whole nonsense, is the fact all three of these women are champions. Unbelievable as it is. Kate Steele proved she constantly needs someone to watch her back because she constantly writes checks with her mouth that her ass can’t cash. I sure hope that Kate said a big thank you to Mackenzie because she’s the reason Kate is champion right now. And despite my dislike of Kate, I’ll give her credit for becoming the first person to hold three separate championships, because clearly, that’s what matters most to Kate Steele, just HAVING a championship. She wanted so desperately to be a triple crown winner, a grand slam winner, something, anything so that she seems more important than she is. And in the end, Mackenzie did her girlfriend a solid and won a championship for her. Should we be proud of Kate’s accomplishments? I mean, there is a huge asterisk in front of the Chaos championship in my opinion. But then again, we all see the backwards trajectory Kate’s LAW career has taken. She once had her filthy paws on my championship, then faded down to the Marquee championship, tried desperately to win a tag title with Kenzi, which predicably failed miserably and now, she’s having to “Return to her roots” of wrestling by hitting people with shit. What happened to Kate Steele? I see this is a selective thing when it comes to Kate and coming up in matches. I don’t even anticipate she’ll speak up during this entire thing, because she knows I’m right.
Then there’s Crystal. A woman who is one of, if not the most confusing person I’ve ever met in my life. She’s still the constant flip-flopper when it comes to getting anywhere in wrestling. She’s your friend one minute, an enemy the next, and everything in between as time goes by. She’s really on the Marquee champion by default. Amirai took her lightly, and she lost. Then Lacklan high-tailed it out of LAW. Crystal right now is a sitting duck of a champion because the winner of that battle royal will be hungry. They’re already taking aim at Crystal. They honestly have to think Crystal is soft. They are more than willing to beat the hell out of each other, in order to beat the shit out of here at LAW 75. And it seems like everyone is just confident they’ll just roll Crystal once they get the shot. That SHOULD in theory light a fire under Crystal’s ass, but honestly, given her history, it won’t. She’ll just think about saying something and she’ll just into someone else’s business and look like a fool like she always does. This is why no one is taking Crystal seriously. Like, again, what the fuck happened? Crystal let herself become a joke. Yet she stands there, oblivious to the world like an ostrich with its head in the sand. Crystal isn’t paying attention. And to compound how oblivious she is, she’s still out there thinking we’re friends. I can’t be friends with someone as phony as Crystal Hilton/Millar whatever her last name is now. I just can’t.
And then, there’s Kenzi. Holy shit Kenzi. Look at you, winning the Breakout championship in a ladder match. I would almost say good for you, but that would be out of character for me. I’m sure you had a wonderful celebration with your crippled wife or whatever the fuck she is right now, and I’m sure you dedicated your victory and you two just were over the moon for each other. It’s almost like you actually started giving a shit about wrestling. It’s about time you dedicated some time to actually learning this shit, and it’s amazing in between being a shitty tv show actress, a shitty football quarterback, and whatever else at. I guess the main question is, what ARE you good at? Oh wait, I think I get it now. You won that championship, so now, you’re on top. Now you’ve proven all the haters wrong. We can all eat the crow you’re serving because you won a singles championship. Now no one can say Sarah was carrying you. Now no one can say you fucked up the team like Guilty Pleasure. And no one can say you can’t win an important match. Because this one win, this one cluster fuck of a match win, makes it all better. That would be a wonderful story if it was true, but the reality is, it’s not. It really, really isn’t. You’re now looking at being in unfamiliar territory. Now you have to actually prove that your big accomplishment, wasn’t a totally fluke. You can prove your worth in the champion’s challenge, that’s one thing, but these women are now seeing you with a championship, and they have to believe that they can beat you. I mean, you have to know that no one thinks you’re about to be a worthy champion in the slightest. This is the beginning of a long, painful road for Kenzi Grey, and it’s only going to get even harder when after this champion’s challenge. You’ve never had a target on your back like this. Maybe you’re used to having one there since you make yourself a target by acting like a clown, but this is a different type of target. I would say I hope you’re ready for that, but honestly, I don’t care. I hope you lose that shit as quickly as you won it, because the truth is, miserable failure Kenzi, is the best Kenzi.
So, It’s me, and the clown show. Champion’s challenge. I don’t know what to expect, but I am going to beat the shit out of these girls one way or another. Maybe this is a blessing in disguise. Killing three birds with one stone, and putting a stamp on my third championship reign.
I usually took the time to reflect on all I go through after winning a big match, but in this instance, I was beat up, tired and I just wanted to sleep, but despite all that. I wanted to celebrate. My championship was back home and where it belonged. I felt whole again. And I was in such a euphoric state that I lost track of what I was doing. The champagne didn’t help anything either. Allie had spoiled me with that after my victory. It was the first time she had actually watched me wrestle live, and she couldn’t stop showering me with compliments and explaining how awesome the whole show was and how great I was, and things just went to straight blackout. Allie had to fill me in that I used the championship for a guitar, I modeled it over and over again, I wouldn’t stop throwing it around and swinging it over my head like a lasso. I apparently have no control when I’m feeling that good.
Allie said however, the best thing was when I finally settled in for the evening, I was talking to the championship like it was a baby. I get reassuring it I was never going to let it go. I kept saying that it was good to have her back in the house. And then, I apparently slept with the championship, holding it like a lover and cuddling with it. It does explain why I woke up with it in my bed, instead of on my luggage.
We traveled back home to Cali, the airports, the airplanes, everywhere had some fans who knew who I was, needed to take selfies and all that jazz. It felt good to be back in this position. The trip home was filled with laughter and celebration.
But I also knew, the grind was about to begin all over again.
It feels good to be right here again. It feels good to have this championship back again. It feels good to have taken it from Amy Jo Smyth and leave her with nothing. See, I was ready. I told everybody that I was willing to let all this shit go. I had no ill-will towards Amy Jo Smyth before the match was announced. I simply did what I needed to do. You can see, right now, who’s still a bitter bitch, and who can’t let shit go. Who can’t get over it. All she has done is embarrass herself time and time again, and let her emotions let all of you know she really just can’t handle the fact that she lost, and she’s not the center of attention. So, she throws shade. You saw it, and the whole world now sees her for the bitter, insecure person she is. If you really think that I would have the same shit she did had I lost, you have to be fucking delusional.
But, we don’t have to worry about that. Because I won.
I know that eats her up inside. But now let’s just move on, the less time spent on Amy Jo Smyth, the better.
Now we move on to familiar territory, and now It’s like a bad dream, an unfunny joke, and a pop quiz, all rolled into one for this champion’s challenge. Myself, and three people I cannot stand. I almost wish I hadn’t gotten into this match because it’s like a nightmare. Kate, Kenzi AND Crystal? Jesus fucking Christ what did I do to deserve this? I have been just, stuck in facepalm meme mode for the past two weeks. Like holy shit I cannot wait to get this match over and done with. I seriously don’t care for this match in the slightest.
But, I am the LAW champion, and you know what? I’m going into this match to win. And further cement that the LAW champion is at the top of the heap. But I guess we could say, what a difference a year makes, right? Well, actually, it’s more like, what a difference a few months makes. Crystal is now Hilton again, probably like the 8th failed marriage, and she’s suddenly got a girlfriend again. It’s getting so hard to keep up with this nonsense anymore. I don’t even know why I’m trying. Kate got Mackenzie as a girlfriend, and to be honest, we all probably should have seen that coming, but whatever. And Kenzi… well Kenzi’s girlfriend/wife person disappeared, and has reappeared or some such shit and Kenzi was all heartbroken but now seems fine and it’s all sunshine and rainbows.
To quote Moon Unit Zappa… gag me with a spoon.
The most important part of this whole nonsense, is the fact all three of these women are champions. Unbelievable as it is. Kate Steele proved she constantly needs someone to watch her back because she constantly writes checks with her mouth that her ass can’t cash. I sure hope that Kate said a big thank you to Mackenzie because she’s the reason Kate is champion right now. And despite my dislike of Kate, I’ll give her credit for becoming the first person to hold three separate championships, because clearly, that’s what matters most to Kate Steele, just HAVING a championship. She wanted so desperately to be a triple crown winner, a grand slam winner, something, anything so that she seems more important than she is. And in the end, Mackenzie did her girlfriend a solid and won a championship for her. Should we be proud of Kate’s accomplishments? I mean, there is a huge asterisk in front of the Chaos championship in my opinion. But then again, we all see the backwards trajectory Kate’s LAW career has taken. She once had her filthy paws on my championship, then faded down to the Marquee championship, tried desperately to win a tag title with Kenzi, which predicably failed miserably and now, she’s having to “Return to her roots” of wrestling by hitting people with shit. What happened to Kate Steele? I see this is a selective thing when it comes to Kate and coming up in matches. I don’t even anticipate she’ll speak up during this entire thing, because she knows I’m right.
Then there’s Crystal. A woman who is one of, if not the most confusing person I’ve ever met in my life. She’s still the constant flip-flopper when it comes to getting anywhere in wrestling. She’s your friend one minute, an enemy the next, and everything in between as time goes by. She’s really on the Marquee champion by default. Amirai took her lightly, and she lost. Then Lacklan high-tailed it out of LAW. Crystal right now is a sitting duck of a champion because the winner of that battle royal will be hungry. They’re already taking aim at Crystal. They honestly have to think Crystal is soft. They are more than willing to beat the hell out of each other, in order to beat the shit out of here at LAW 75. And it seems like everyone is just confident they’ll just roll Crystal once they get the shot. That SHOULD in theory light a fire under Crystal’s ass, but honestly, given her history, it won’t. She’ll just think about saying something and she’ll just into someone else’s business and look like a fool like she always does. This is why no one is taking Crystal seriously. Like, again, what the fuck happened? Crystal let herself become a joke. Yet she stands there, oblivious to the world like an ostrich with its head in the sand. Crystal isn’t paying attention. And to compound how oblivious she is, she’s still out there thinking we’re friends. I can’t be friends with someone as phony as Crystal Hilton/Millar whatever her last name is now. I just can’t.
And then, there’s Kenzi. Holy shit Kenzi. Look at you, winning the Breakout championship in a ladder match. I would almost say good for you, but that would be out of character for me. I’m sure you had a wonderful celebration with your crippled wife or whatever the fuck she is right now, and I’m sure you dedicated your victory and you two just were over the moon for each other. It’s almost like you actually started giving a shit about wrestling. It’s about time you dedicated some time to actually learning this shit, and it’s amazing in between being a shitty tv show actress, a shitty football quarterback, and whatever else at. I guess the main question is, what ARE you good at? Oh wait, I think I get it now. You won that championship, so now, you’re on top. Now you’ve proven all the haters wrong. We can all eat the crow you’re serving because you won a singles championship. Now no one can say Sarah was carrying you. Now no one can say you fucked up the team like Guilty Pleasure. And no one can say you can’t win an important match. Because this one win, this one cluster fuck of a match win, makes it all better. That would be a wonderful story if it was true, but the reality is, it’s not. It really, really isn’t. You’re now looking at being in unfamiliar territory. Now you have to actually prove that your big accomplishment, wasn’t a totally fluke. You can prove your worth in the champion’s challenge, that’s one thing, but these women are now seeing you with a championship, and they have to believe that they can beat you. I mean, you have to know that no one thinks you’re about to be a worthy champion in the slightest. This is the beginning of a long, painful road for Kenzi Grey, and it’s only going to get even harder when after this champion’s challenge. You’ve never had a target on your back like this. Maybe you’re used to having one there since you make yourself a target by acting like a clown, but this is a different type of target. I would say I hope you’re ready for that, but honestly, I don’t care. I hope you lose that shit as quickly as you won it, because the truth is, miserable failure Kenzi, is the best Kenzi.
So, It’s me, and the clown show. Champion’s challenge. I don’t know what to expect, but I am going to beat the shit out of these girls one way or another. Maybe this is a blessing in disguise. Killing three birds with one stone, and putting a stamp on my third championship reign.
I usually took the time to reflect on all I go through after winning a big match, but in this instance, I was beat up, tired and I just wanted to sleep, but despite all that. I wanted to celebrate. My championship was back home and where it belonged. I felt whole again. And I was in such a euphoric state that I lost track of what I was doing. The champagne didn’t help anything either. Allie had spoiled me with that after my victory. It was the first time she had actually watched me wrestle live, and she couldn’t stop showering me with compliments and explaining how awesome the whole show was and how great I was, and things just went to straight blackout. Allie had to fill me in that I used the championship for a guitar, I modeled it over and over again, I wouldn’t stop throwing it around and swinging it over my head like a lasso. I apparently have no control when I’m feeling that good.
Allie said however, the best thing was when I finally settled in for the evening, I was talking to the championship like it was a baby. I get reassuring it I was never going to let it go. I kept saying that it was good to have her back in the house. And then, I apparently slept with the championship, holding it like a lover and cuddling with it. It does explain why I woke up with it in my bed, instead of on my luggage.
We traveled back home to Cali, the airports, the airplanes, everywhere had some fans who knew who I was, needed to take selfies and all that jazz. It felt good to be back in this position. The trip home was filled with laughter and celebration.
But I also knew, the grind was about to begin all over again.