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Alone. It's how I like to be at times in my life. More often than not, there are times in our lives when being around other people becomes a distraction. This usually occurs right around the same time something big is coming up, for me, it's usually when I have a big match coming up. It pisses me off to no end when I am trying to get my head on straight and focus on the big picture and I have to deal with people. The majority of the people that feel it necessary to come up to me and try to talk to me are those that have zero comprehension of what it's like to be in this industry and to have all the pressure in the world placed on your shoulders to go out before a live crowd and put on the performance of a lifetime. These are the people whom I want to send through a brick wall most of the time. This includes anyone from friends, fans, and especially.......the media. I knew what I was getting myself into when I first came into the business, but that doesn't mean I enjoy the glare of the spotlight ALL the time. Don't get me wrong. I adore any and all time spent talking about myself. But when I'm trying to focus on the task at hand and I have people coming up to me ever five seconds, shoving a microphone in my face.......I feel like snapping. Which is why I have retreated to the locker room area of the RBC Center here in Raleigh. It's only about two days before the show, so I knew no one would be around. I needed to be away from everyone else for a while, so an empty arena was perfect. The only people who would be around are the ring crew members, but they are out in the main part of the arena, working on some last minute set-up details. Instead of the normal, plush interior that I usually have in my dressing room, I'm currently sitting in the general Women's locker room, where the rest of the GDW's finest get changed. It looks like your typical high school locker room, with the rows of red lockers lining one wall and a long pine bench placed just in front of the lockers. Sitting on the bench, dressed in a pair of black and white Nike sneakers, a pair of low slung, fitted black running shorts and a white tank top, I lean forward, resting my elbows on my knees, propping my chin on my folded hands, staring ahead. The lights overhead are set on a low setting and the only other source of light is that of the large television screen directly ahead of me, replaying the previous days' promos. It was a series of seemingly pointless and frivolous words, until the face of one of my opponents came on the screen. Immediately, I was greeted by the face of one Jason Talbot.
{The Full Bodied Italian Faith DeLuca} So it's come down to this. A match I�m in and what am I greeted with? The opposition speaking about things that don�t make sense and things they have no knowledge of. Congratulations Jason. You have entered the realm of the irrelevant. Do you realize that everything you have said about me has been said by people, men and women alike, since the very first day I walked into this industry? I�ve heard everything from how I don�t belong here to I should stick to modeling to the only reason I was even in wrestling was because of my husband. Well, husbands really but that�s another story for another time. The point is, you are beating the same damn dead horse, and it�s only going to be a matter of time before that horse becomes nothing more than a pile of dust and you�re left searching for something else. So please, quit while you are ahead.
{The Full Bodied Italian Faith DeLuca} Unlike twhat you have seen or have been told, this there is a HELL of a lot more to me than what you see on the surface. You see someone who is nothing more than blonde hair, surgically altered breasts and a killer physique. Which may be true in some aspects, but when I look at myself in the mirror, I see someone who has the power and the ability to prove people wrong. I see someone who wouldn�t hesitate to kick a person�s teeth down their throat if they say something wrong about me. What I see when I look at you is someone who is about as insecure as they come. You hid behind your buddies like they are enforcers protecting the local mafia don. Don�t you EVER do anything without the rest of The Illumnati behind you? Do they follow you into the bathroom and wipe your ass for you when you�re done? Regardless, this is one situation where your protectors won�t be able to save you. Hell, I highly doubt that you will be able to save yourself from what is about to happen. You are about to step into the ring with a dangerous force. I may not look it, but trust me; I am feeling VERY much like a cornered rat, the most dangerous animal known to man. You can only provoke the rat and corner it so much before it starts lashing out and fighting to the death. It doesn�t care what or who is in its path until it destroys everything in sight. Likewise, I could care less about you or your little friends in the Illumnati. What matters to me is going out into the ring and taking the GDW Fever championship. Mark my words, Jason. I�m coming at you with everything I�ve got. Be ready or be prepared to lose.
{The Full Bodied Italian Faith DeLuca} Now, the only thing left to do is speak about the one person who hasn�t said anything. Kraken, what are you��wait a second. I�m supposed to face a guy who calls himself The Kraken? Since when did Greek mythology or extremely bad 80s movies come into play in the wrestling world? Seriously, who calls themselves The Kraken and does NOT expect to get their ass kicked? Regardless, Kraken, just like Jason Talbot, you too are going to find yourself drawing the short straw when it comes to the Fever championship. I may not be carrying the head of Medusa, but rest assured, you WILL be bowing down to me and you WILL be calling me champion once the night is over.
Staring at the television screen, I feel myself becoming more and more confident as the seconds tick away. There was simply no way I was going to lose. I was too talented and too ambitious to lose. Plus I could REALLY care less what everyone else thought. I was in this for myself, and come Desperate Measures, there would be a new champion on the block. Get ready, because this is the dawning of a new era. Like it or not, I�m here to stay.
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