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"Am I desperate?
Probably.
To be honest, there isn’t any way I couldn’t be. Anybody, and I mean anybody in my position would feel the exact same as I do. EAW is probably the most egotistical place in the entire world. Regular jobs have people believing they’re superior to their co-workers fighting for promotions, or if you’re normal you underdeliver just to earn your money on a 9-5; however, that ego pales in comparison to the shit that happens in EAW. “I stock these shelves the best, but I want to be the manager one day!” is absolutely nothing in comparison to some of the Elitists in this company trying to convince the world that they’re the most headstrong, mentally capable people in the history of this planet. Everytime I’m put in these situations I think back to those Elitists who get so defensive and argue against anything that could be perceived as even slightly negative, pretending to be absolutely perfect. But in reality? Anybody in my shoes would feel just as I have. Anybody in my shoes would be just as DESPERATE as I am. This takes some hypothetical thinking of course, I can’t think of any Elitist placed in my shoes that would somehow maintain my reputation despite the lack of success, which is a testament to how fucking hard I work. However, regardless of their position, anyone who has been through what I have? They’d be desperate, if not more desperate. I’m not entirely proud to say it, either. But hey, I AM desperate. There isn’t anything I want more than THIS. There isn’t anything that means more to me than THIS. Which says a lot. Despite my motivation being at an all time low due to how POTARA ended, there is more for me in this company now than there was before, and if I have anything to say about it I will run through all of those walls, I will reach all of those flags, I will knock down all of those goals. To many, this Championship, this match, it’d be their endgame. Knock down everything in front of them, build their way up. Many people see it like a ladder, a staircase. The light at the end of the tunnel is the very thing that I’m making the start of my journey. There isn’t any other way that I could have it. There just isn’t. I know I’m ready, I don’t have to prove that much, and I know I’m good enough to win a match like this. The fact of the matter is… this match comes down to - “is it my time?” I’m inclined to believe it is. Will that desperation be the winner or the killer? Who knows. Will that fire lit under me be what pushes me over the hurdle, once and for all? Who knows. All I know is, I’m willing to bet on my chances. If I wasn’t… I wouldn’t be here. If I didn’t think I could win… I wouldn’t be here. Even in the face of perhaps the most important World Championship reign in Elite Answers Wrestling today, I am not flinching. Minerva has larger than life goals. Minerva has goals that very few Elitists can manage. Immortality.
…Me? I don’t care about immortality.
A person dies when they are forgotten; not when a bullet pierces their heart but when their memory is erased from existence and nobody remembers them, and I am content with that. I am content with being nothing more than a name, pixels on a screen, a stage name in some books. I’m not desperate to become immortal. I’m not desperate to be remembered until our sun becomes a red giant, I’m not bothered. Whether I do or don’t, well, I’ll never find out; I want that Championship for me. The importance of Minerva’s reign could transcend us for all I care, the importance of mine could die with me and I won’t be bothered. This is personal for me. I don’t have to worry about the entire company. The entire business. The entire lineage. The future. The past. I’m doing this for ME. Not that Minerva isn’t of course, but you get my point, no? One is a grandiose declaration, one is something that would make a living legend not just restrained to this business but to the entire world as a whole… the other? It’s somebody fighting to make their dreams come true, to banish their nightmares they are currently living. Truth be told… I find that to be more dangerous. Compare it to my favourite media. Emperors looking for world domination, conquered by a pirate who just wants his friends to eat all they want. Almighty, all seeing, transcendent of time beings conquered by a teenager just looking to live a regular life. For all our ideals, all our beliefs, all our experiences; this is an important battle vs. a personal battle. I have to do this. This is my time. I don’t see immortality as anything fun. I don’t see immortality as anything to strive for. All great things must come to an end, that’s what makes them great. Constants are dull, overexposed. Breathing will never be as fun as a cartwheel, as a flip, as running. I view the same thing here. I’m not becoming the World’s Greatest so I can impact this business in a way that we haven’t seen before, I’m doing so in order to retire happy. The world could forget about me, it makes my time at the top a time to cherish, and Minerva, I won’t allow you to go through with your supposed necessary evil if it means that time of mine to cherish gets cut shorter than it already has. I have had years shaved off, to the point where months hurt. I need it, and I need it now. Perhaps that desperation could become my downfall, perhaps it could. However, there isn’t anything I can change. It just has to be this way. Your reign is significant, my reign is simply the light at the end of the tunnel. The measuring stick, as you put it, will be used to service my OWN greatness. Not for any future generation, but for me. Myself. Nobody else. Just me.
I want you to accomplish your goals someday, I want you to be able to say that the next generation of Elitists, of wrestlers, base THEIR goals, THEIR ideals, THEIR standards off of ones that you have set, making you the gold standard, making you the bar THEY have to reach, making you THEIR idol. Me? I’m content with being the Elitist that knows I’m above it, officially recognized or not. I’m content retiring knowing everybody aimed to be you and I still shot higher. I’m content knowing that you became the standard, because my bar was too high to reach. If I need to be THAT good in order to beat you? You’re doing a pretty damn good job, I just have to be better. I’m not aiming to dictate what that has in store for the future. I’m not aiming to set any standard. I’m aiming to be the best for my sake. To walk into every room and make the atmosphere change. I’m going to do so, Minerva. Perhaps my words won’t make you change your mind on whether or not I’m like ARIA or Usagi, so my actions will. I find myself nothing alike them, their perception of this industry nor what they have accomplished, and soon, the results of squaring off against Minerva. That’s what it takes to be the best. To NOT be like anyone else. To NOT be the same as everybody else. If I want to be the World’s Greatest? I have to do exactly what I promised all week. Not just because I’m the Universal Women’s Champion. Not just because I am finally World Champion. But because, amidst this entire roster, this entire season, your greatness throughout your WHOLE career? You finally met your own x-factor. Me. I want to beat you so I can go home happy knowing that ARIA and Usagi AREN’T in the same boat as me. I want to beat you so I can go home happy knowing that Kassidy Heart and Sienna Jade may have dethroned POTARA; I beat Minerva months after Kass failed. I want to beat you so I can go home happy about the fact that the gold standard of EAW, the one Elitist that has EVERY justification in calling herself the best? Isn’t. I am. No more bitterness. No more tribulation. No more adversity. Sitting at the very top of the EAW mountain, and never looking back. I don’t have to be the standard everybody looks at when forming their own agendas, their own ideals, their own greatness. I don’t even need the worldwide respect I was demanding during my time in POTARA. I need the Universal Women’s Championship around my waist, the memory of standing tall against YOU, and the fact that amidst every single name that you have beaten this past year, amidst every single Elitist that has tried to stand up to you, there has been one and only outlier, there has been one and only x-factor, one and only blemish. Jamie O’Hara. Rex McAllister. Miku Sakai. Kassidy Heart. Usagi Senshi. ARIA. Holly Arrow.
I am that outlier.
You and I are different, despite our similarities. Despite our history, despite what you see in me. You, allowing your failures to let you evolve. You, going from what you were entering this company, to what you are now. I can respect ALL of what you’ve done, and if you weren’t the standard you aim to be, I probably wouldn’t be trying to add yet another failure on that list. I probably wouldn’t be trying to fuck with your natural evolution, but at the same time; it’s winning here that allows me to come into my own. If there anything I have done, Minerva… it’s evolve. As much as I tried to fight it. As much as I tried to remain the same throughout all of it. As much as I tried to pin it on others, as much as I tried to act as if I was a victim. I have evolved. The same things you believe aren’t enough to push me to beating you are the same things that WILL. That hiatus, the things you don’t think I have allowed to let me evolve; even believing that you will be my x-factor… it will all be YOUR downfall. The past few months of my career, of my LIFE, has been everything I needed it to be. It was eye opening. The woman I was a year ago probably would have squared off against Harper Lee immediately. The woman I was a year ago probably would have tried to kill her. The woman I was probably would have tried to enter the Grand Rampage and “contest.” I did so with the National Elite Championship. I did so with the Answers World Championship. I did so with Mary S. Atlas, and my grudge against her. I was bitter, jealous, envious, and I let it hold me down. I have done everything in my power to move on from that. Sure, I bullied Valerie Hellstorm, but I never said I wasn’t ME. She deserved me being rude. However, every calculated action I have taken, it’s proof of me evolving as an Elitist. Everybody expected one thing and got another. I’m sure they expected Harper Lee vs. Holly Arrow at Shock Value. I’m sure they expected a broken, sad, depressed, violent, and brutal Holly Arrow that didn’t care about winning just beating the shit out of Harper Lee. Instead, they got this. She’s practically a non-factor in my life if you ignore my promos. If you ignore all of my speeches, you’d think I forgot about her. It’s because I KNOW what I am ready for. I KNOW what I am going to do. That is beat you. You would think that I am full of hate, no? Full of annoyance. Full of being salty. Full of being angry. Everything that stunted YOUR growth… no. We’re quite the opposite. Our pasts? Not so much. How we handle said past? Perhaps so. I know what you did with New Eden. One of my earliest memories of New Eden was the attempt at powerbombing a pregnant woman off of a stage. That’s the anger, hate and disregard of the consequences YOU had. Not me.
My goals are something I placed above my anger. Something that… is honestly a new, and refreshing for me. I tried to get it all out over the years. Before I came back, I knew I had to suppress it. There was no other way. I agree, there is a time and place of everything. Which is why I returned the way that I did. My hiatus wasn’t nearly as long as a Bronson Daniels of course, but the common theme has ALWAYS been the time in between their return and their rise. I’m not wasting any fucking time. This is all about me. I take pride in hearing Elitists like yourself make grand claims, especially when it reflects their motivation. Claims that you won’t let anybody dictate how this reign goes, and you are in control of your own future. YOU are the glue that binds myself, ARIA and Usagi together. All it does is motivate me more. You say that shit because you believe it, you say that shit because it motivates you, but it gives me more reason to win. If THAT is your mindset? If THAT is what I’m squaring off against? If THAT is the tall task I have ahead of me, and I still overcome it? All of this wait, all of this tribulation, all of this adversity, it was worth it. Because in the end, the hardest task was at the end of the tunnel, despite failing in lesser circumstances, I overcame that adversity when it was at its most difficult, in the shape of you. I will never be lumbered in with the likes of ARIA and Usagi, they aren’t on my level. I am going to prove that. I am going to prove that I am on an entirely different plane of existence. I want to be able to walk away from this business in the years to come, knowing that there wasn’t a damn thing I wasn’t able to overcome. That’s just how it has to be. That’s just how it has to end. There’s nothing I want more. Fact of the matter is, I’m scared of not doing so. As someone who has never been content with what she has, even in the face of other Elitists saying they wish they were in my position. When the likes of Jon Kelton say they wish they had it like me, instead of like what he has, I feel absolutely nothing because I don’t agree. I wish I had better. Now? It’s my chance to do so. Minerva, you question whether or not I want it more than you. After all, you became the best because nobody wanted to become the best more than you did. If that’s what it has to come down to? Then, quite frankly… you are fucked. There isn’t anything I want more than this. There isn’t anything I have fought for more than this. This is reflective in my history challenging for this exact same belt.
I’ll never forget what it was that Ms. Extreme told me when I first challenged for that title. When losing a match like that, truly, had no greater significance than just a loss. When I had absolutely no history with that belt aside from it being a World Championship and the next step I intended to take in my career. She told me I was biting off more than I could chew. I disagreed with her. I told her I was ready when I wasn’t, I told her that I would overcome her when I didn’t. Why? Well, it’s just what I thought was true. I had done nothing but win matches the entire season, and believed I’d do so then. After all, it was submitting Andrea Valentine that had earned me that match. In the end, I failed. I came up short. I DID bite off more than I could chew, I WASN’T ready. And ultimately? I didn’t want it more than Camille. Her position was more important to her than her position was to me. I had no idea what it entailed. Over the years, that has changed. My want for it has only increased. My understanding of what it means has only increased. There isn’t anything, ANYTHING, that matters to me more at this point than winning that exact Championship Minerva. I’m not like the rest. Just trying to win a World Championship because it is the societal norm, that’s what being the best is, winning first place, winning the gold medal, winning the World Championship. That Championship has a greater significance with my career than anything else. I’ve competed for the Specialist’s Championship but it hasn’t resonated with me like the Universal Women’s Championship has, and for good reason. It didn’t test me as much. Kasey Kaos had to use cheap tactics in order to win. Ms Extreme? She just fucking beat me. Harper Lee? She just fucking beat me. I COULDN’T overcome those two, not DIDN’T. COULDN’T. I have become obsessed. I have become desperate. I have become needy. Quite frankly, there is nothing I want more than to come out on top. There is nothing more that I want than that handshake between us… with the title around MY waist, not yours. Is it my time? I believe so. I’d say that I won’t get bitchy, upset, broken over a loss here. I’d say I’d be the first to shake your hand. Because it’s the truth. I’d be the first to congratulate you. But the fact of the matter is… I’m focusing all of that energy on winning. We’ll talk about the latter if we get there, but I’m not banking on an if. You’ve been at the top for quite some time. You feel as if you are the dictator of your own endgame. I’m going to be the one person that gives you an unfamiliar, yet refreshing taste of that simply not being the case. One you haven’t tasted in years. It’s just the only way.
Yeah, I want this more than you.
Yeah, I NEED this more than you.
But ultimately? None of that matters. Because… well… allow me to make this the first of many.
I am the World’s Greatest."
"Am I desperate?
Probably.
To be honest, there isn’t any way I couldn’t be. Anybody, and I mean anybody in my position would feel the exact same as I do. EAW is probably the most egotistical place in the entire world. Regular jobs have people believing they’re superior to their co-workers fighting for promotions, or if you’re normal you underdeliver just to earn your money on a 9-5; however, that ego pales in comparison to the shit that happens in EAW. “I stock these shelves the best, but I want to be the manager one day!” is absolutely nothing in comparison to some of the Elitists in this company trying to convince the world that they’re the most headstrong, mentally capable people in the history of this planet. Everytime I’m put in these situations I think back to those Elitists who get so defensive and argue against anything that could be perceived as even slightly negative, pretending to be absolutely perfect. But in reality? Anybody in my shoes would feel just as I have. Anybody in my shoes would be just as DESPERATE as I am. This takes some hypothetical thinking of course, I can’t think of any Elitist placed in my shoes that would somehow maintain my reputation despite the lack of success, which is a testament to how fucking hard I work. However, regardless of their position, anyone who has been through what I have? They’d be desperate, if not more desperate. I’m not entirely proud to say it, either. But hey, I AM desperate. There isn’t anything I want more than THIS. There isn’t anything that means more to me than THIS. Which says a lot. Despite my motivation being at an all time low due to how POTARA ended, there is more for me in this company now than there was before, and if I have anything to say about it I will run through all of those walls, I will reach all of those flags, I will knock down all of those goals. To many, this Championship, this match, it’d be their endgame. Knock down everything in front of them, build their way up. Many people see it like a ladder, a staircase. The light at the end of the tunnel is the very thing that I’m making the start of my journey. There isn’t any other way that I could have it. There just isn’t. I know I’m ready, I don’t have to prove that much, and I know I’m good enough to win a match like this. The fact of the matter is… this match comes down to - “is it my time?” I’m inclined to believe it is. Will that desperation be the winner or the killer? Who knows. Will that fire lit under me be what pushes me over the hurdle, once and for all? Who knows. All I know is, I’m willing to bet on my chances. If I wasn’t… I wouldn’t be here. If I didn’t think I could win… I wouldn’t be here. Even in the face of perhaps the most important World Championship reign in Elite Answers Wrestling today, I am not flinching. Minerva has larger than life goals. Minerva has goals that very few Elitists can manage. Immortality.
…Me? I don’t care about immortality.
A person dies when they are forgotten; not when a bullet pierces their heart but when their memory is erased from existence and nobody remembers them, and I am content with that. I am content with being nothing more than a name, pixels on a screen, a stage name in some books. I’m not desperate to become immortal. I’m not desperate to be remembered until our sun becomes a red giant, I’m not bothered. Whether I do or don’t, well, I’ll never find out; I want that Championship for me. The importance of Minerva’s reign could transcend us for all I care, the importance of mine could die with me and I won’t be bothered. This is personal for me. I don’t have to worry about the entire company. The entire business. The entire lineage. The future. The past. I’m doing this for ME. Not that Minerva isn’t of course, but you get my point, no? One is a grandiose declaration, one is something that would make a living legend not just restrained to this business but to the entire world as a whole… the other? It’s somebody fighting to make their dreams come true, to banish their nightmares they are currently living. Truth be told… I find that to be more dangerous. Compare it to my favourite media. Emperors looking for world domination, conquered by a pirate who just wants his friends to eat all they want. Almighty, all seeing, transcendent of time beings conquered by a teenager just looking to live a regular life. For all our ideals, all our beliefs, all our experiences; this is an important battle vs. a personal battle. I have to do this. This is my time. I don’t see immortality as anything fun. I don’t see immortality as anything to strive for. All great things must come to an end, that’s what makes them great. Constants are dull, overexposed. Breathing will never be as fun as a cartwheel, as a flip, as running. I view the same thing here. I’m not becoming the World’s Greatest so I can impact this business in a way that we haven’t seen before, I’m doing so in order to retire happy. The world could forget about me, it makes my time at the top a time to cherish, and Minerva, I won’t allow you to go through with your supposed necessary evil if it means that time of mine to cherish gets cut shorter than it already has. I have had years shaved off, to the point where months hurt. I need it, and I need it now. Perhaps that desperation could become my downfall, perhaps it could. However, there isn’t anything I can change. It just has to be this way. Your reign is significant, my reign is simply the light at the end of the tunnel. The measuring stick, as you put it, will be used to service my OWN greatness. Not for any future generation, but for me. Myself. Nobody else. Just me.
I want you to accomplish your goals someday, I want you to be able to say that the next generation of Elitists, of wrestlers, base THEIR goals, THEIR ideals, THEIR standards off of ones that you have set, making you the gold standard, making you the bar THEY have to reach, making you THEIR idol. Me? I’m content with being the Elitist that knows I’m above it, officially recognized or not. I’m content retiring knowing everybody aimed to be you and I still shot higher. I’m content knowing that you became the standard, because my bar was too high to reach. If I need to be THAT good in order to beat you? You’re doing a pretty damn good job, I just have to be better. I’m not aiming to dictate what that has in store for the future. I’m not aiming to set any standard. I’m aiming to be the best for my sake. To walk into every room and make the atmosphere change. I’m going to do so, Minerva. Perhaps my words won’t make you change your mind on whether or not I’m like ARIA or Usagi, so my actions will. I find myself nothing alike them, their perception of this industry nor what they have accomplished, and soon, the results of squaring off against Minerva. That’s what it takes to be the best. To NOT be like anyone else. To NOT be the same as everybody else. If I want to be the World’s Greatest? I have to do exactly what I promised all week. Not just because I’m the Universal Women’s Champion. Not just because I am finally World Champion. But because, amidst this entire roster, this entire season, your greatness throughout your WHOLE career? You finally met your own x-factor. Me. I want to beat you so I can go home happy knowing that ARIA and Usagi AREN’T in the same boat as me. I want to beat you so I can go home happy knowing that Kassidy Heart and Sienna Jade may have dethroned POTARA; I beat Minerva months after Kass failed. I want to beat you so I can go home happy about the fact that the gold standard of EAW, the one Elitist that has EVERY justification in calling herself the best? Isn’t. I am. No more bitterness. No more tribulation. No more adversity. Sitting at the very top of the EAW mountain, and never looking back. I don’t have to be the standard everybody looks at when forming their own agendas, their own ideals, their own greatness. I don’t even need the worldwide respect I was demanding during my time in POTARA. I need the Universal Women’s Championship around my waist, the memory of standing tall against YOU, and the fact that amidst every single name that you have beaten this past year, amidst every single Elitist that has tried to stand up to you, there has been one and only outlier, there has been one and only x-factor, one and only blemish. Jamie O’Hara. Rex McAllister. Miku Sakai. Kassidy Heart. Usagi Senshi. ARIA. Holly Arrow.
I am that outlier.
You and I are different, despite our similarities. Despite our history, despite what you see in me. You, allowing your failures to let you evolve. You, going from what you were entering this company, to what you are now. I can respect ALL of what you’ve done, and if you weren’t the standard you aim to be, I probably wouldn’t be trying to add yet another failure on that list. I probably wouldn’t be trying to fuck with your natural evolution, but at the same time; it’s winning here that allows me to come into my own. If there anything I have done, Minerva… it’s evolve. As much as I tried to fight it. As much as I tried to remain the same throughout all of it. As much as I tried to pin it on others, as much as I tried to act as if I was a victim. I have evolved. The same things you believe aren’t enough to push me to beating you are the same things that WILL. That hiatus, the things you don’t think I have allowed to let me evolve; even believing that you will be my x-factor… it will all be YOUR downfall. The past few months of my career, of my LIFE, has been everything I needed it to be. It was eye opening. The woman I was a year ago probably would have squared off against Harper Lee immediately. The woman I was a year ago probably would have tried to kill her. The woman I was probably would have tried to enter the Grand Rampage and “contest.” I did so with the National Elite Championship. I did so with the Answers World Championship. I did so with Mary S. Atlas, and my grudge against her. I was bitter, jealous, envious, and I let it hold me down. I have done everything in my power to move on from that. Sure, I bullied Valerie Hellstorm, but I never said I wasn’t ME. She deserved me being rude. However, every calculated action I have taken, it’s proof of me evolving as an Elitist. Everybody expected one thing and got another. I’m sure they expected Harper Lee vs. Holly Arrow at Shock Value. I’m sure they expected a broken, sad, depressed, violent, and brutal Holly Arrow that didn’t care about winning just beating the shit out of Harper Lee. Instead, they got this. She’s practically a non-factor in my life if you ignore my promos. If you ignore all of my speeches, you’d think I forgot about her. It’s because I KNOW what I am ready for. I KNOW what I am going to do. That is beat you. You would think that I am full of hate, no? Full of annoyance. Full of being salty. Full of being angry. Everything that stunted YOUR growth… no. We’re quite the opposite. Our pasts? Not so much. How we handle said past? Perhaps so. I know what you did with New Eden. One of my earliest memories of New Eden was the attempt at powerbombing a pregnant woman off of a stage. That’s the anger, hate and disregard of the consequences YOU had. Not me.
My goals are something I placed above my anger. Something that… is honestly a new, and refreshing for me. I tried to get it all out over the years. Before I came back, I knew I had to suppress it. There was no other way. I agree, there is a time and place of everything. Which is why I returned the way that I did. My hiatus wasn’t nearly as long as a Bronson Daniels of course, but the common theme has ALWAYS been the time in between their return and their rise. I’m not wasting any fucking time. This is all about me. I take pride in hearing Elitists like yourself make grand claims, especially when it reflects their motivation. Claims that you won’t let anybody dictate how this reign goes, and you are in control of your own future. YOU are the glue that binds myself, ARIA and Usagi together. All it does is motivate me more. You say that shit because you believe it, you say that shit because it motivates you, but it gives me more reason to win. If THAT is your mindset? If THAT is what I’m squaring off against? If THAT is the tall task I have ahead of me, and I still overcome it? All of this wait, all of this tribulation, all of this adversity, it was worth it. Because in the end, the hardest task was at the end of the tunnel, despite failing in lesser circumstances, I overcame that adversity when it was at its most difficult, in the shape of you. I will never be lumbered in with the likes of ARIA and Usagi, they aren’t on my level. I am going to prove that. I am going to prove that I am on an entirely different plane of existence. I want to be able to walk away from this business in the years to come, knowing that there wasn’t a damn thing I wasn’t able to overcome. That’s just how it has to be. That’s just how it has to end. There’s nothing I want more. Fact of the matter is, I’m scared of not doing so. As someone who has never been content with what she has, even in the face of other Elitists saying they wish they were in my position. When the likes of Jon Kelton say they wish they had it like me, instead of like what he has, I feel absolutely nothing because I don’t agree. I wish I had better. Now? It’s my chance to do so. Minerva, you question whether or not I want it more than you. After all, you became the best because nobody wanted to become the best more than you did. If that’s what it has to come down to? Then, quite frankly… you are fucked. There isn’t anything I want more than this. There isn’t anything I have fought for more than this. This is reflective in my history challenging for this exact same belt.
I’ll never forget what it was that Ms. Extreme told me when I first challenged for that title. When losing a match like that, truly, had no greater significance than just a loss. When I had absolutely no history with that belt aside from it being a World Championship and the next step I intended to take in my career. She told me I was biting off more than I could chew. I disagreed with her. I told her I was ready when I wasn’t, I told her that I would overcome her when I didn’t. Why? Well, it’s just what I thought was true. I had done nothing but win matches the entire season, and believed I’d do so then. After all, it was submitting Andrea Valentine that had earned me that match. In the end, I failed. I came up short. I DID bite off more than I could chew, I WASN’T ready. And ultimately? I didn’t want it more than Camille. Her position was more important to her than her position was to me. I had no idea what it entailed. Over the years, that has changed. My want for it has only increased. My understanding of what it means has only increased. There isn’t anything, ANYTHING, that matters to me more at this point than winning that exact Championship Minerva. I’m not like the rest. Just trying to win a World Championship because it is the societal norm, that’s what being the best is, winning first place, winning the gold medal, winning the World Championship. That Championship has a greater significance with my career than anything else. I’ve competed for the Specialist’s Championship but it hasn’t resonated with me like the Universal Women’s Championship has, and for good reason. It didn’t test me as much. Kasey Kaos had to use cheap tactics in order to win. Ms Extreme? She just fucking beat me. Harper Lee? She just fucking beat me. I COULDN’T overcome those two, not DIDN’T. COULDN’T. I have become obsessed. I have become desperate. I have become needy. Quite frankly, there is nothing I want more than to come out on top. There is nothing more that I want than that handshake between us… with the title around MY waist, not yours. Is it my time? I believe so. I’d say that I won’t get bitchy, upset, broken over a loss here. I’d say I’d be the first to shake your hand. Because it’s the truth. I’d be the first to congratulate you. But the fact of the matter is… I’m focusing all of that energy on winning. We’ll talk about the latter if we get there, but I’m not banking on an if. You’ve been at the top for quite some time. You feel as if you are the dictator of your own endgame. I’m going to be the one person that gives you an unfamiliar, yet refreshing taste of that simply not being the case. One you haven’t tasted in years. It’s just the only way.
Yeah, I want this more than you.
Yeah, I NEED this more than you.
But ultimately? None of that matters. Because… well… allow me to make this the first of many.
I am the World’s Greatest."
