Post by Jennifer Drew on Feb 18, 2008 23:16:08 GMT -5
Takes place after this toward the end of LockUP!
We join Jennifer Drew immediately after her match with Erin O’Shaunessy. She’s still wearing her wrestling gear, sans gloves and elbow pads sipping a bottle of water outside the women’s locker room. Exhausted, out of it, loopy from the slugfest she just survived, check all of the above but still she called a GCW cameraman over, what she had to say was important.
First off, I have to say Erin O’ Shaunessy, you put on one hell of a match. Honestly, I didn’t think I was going to make it out of that one. You do what you did to me to anyone else and I guarantee you the wins are going to start rolling in, and if you ever want to do the dance again you just say my name.
She stops to take another sip and shake some more sense back into her head.
But I’m not here to talk about Erin O’ Shaunessy. You see right before I went out for my match I saw something that confused me. I heard Shelby Steele come out to the ring and say I was worthless, that she’s better than me and that she’s somehow outsmarted me.
Strangely, Jennifer just starts laughing in between attempts to catch her breath.
You know one month ago I set out to remind the world that I will always be relevant and that I deserve all the respect I get and I did just that. I was going to tear anyone who got in the way in half and that anyone happened to be Shelby Steele. She survived, and for that she’s earned herself some points, not just in my book but you ask anyone and I’m sure they’ll say the same thing. Even I won’t deny that you were good enough to go for the big one at Absolution. But see that’s where this story start’s getting really funny.
Was she telling the same story everyone else had seen since last month’s LockUP! The one with all the violent exchanges, spectacular matches and serious amounts of pain being exchanged? Maybe it was the after effects of the match talking but it made for a strange scene.
After I beat her in the Top Debutante Championship Tournament, I wanted to walk away. I was done. I did what I showed up to do, I packed my things and was about to get in the U-Haul to title shot land but Ms. Steele doesn’t know how to quit it.
So she had to go and insult me, start shit with me to the point where I had to kick her ass in every hole south of the Mason-Dixon line.
Now it’s down to this. You want to fight me one last time? You want to surprise me with a Triple Reverse Ultimate Marquess of Queensbury style match? You want to be on top as Silvia Banks says in that hyper-suggestive way she always does? Fine. That’s fine. Come to Mind Games and take it. I’m done Shelby and one way or another we’re going to end this next Sunday.
With that she gets up and walks into the locker room still tired and bruised and holding the small of her back. The message was clear and there was enough tension and mystery here to leave everyone wanting that one last moment between these two as the scene went to black.
We join Jennifer Drew immediately after her match with Erin O’Shaunessy. She’s still wearing her wrestling gear, sans gloves and elbow pads sipping a bottle of water outside the women’s locker room. Exhausted, out of it, loopy from the slugfest she just survived, check all of the above but still she called a GCW cameraman over, what she had to say was important.
First off, I have to say Erin O’ Shaunessy, you put on one hell of a match. Honestly, I didn’t think I was going to make it out of that one. You do what you did to me to anyone else and I guarantee you the wins are going to start rolling in, and if you ever want to do the dance again you just say my name.
She stops to take another sip and shake some more sense back into her head.
But I’m not here to talk about Erin O’ Shaunessy. You see right before I went out for my match I saw something that confused me. I heard Shelby Steele come out to the ring and say I was worthless, that she’s better than me and that she’s somehow outsmarted me.
Strangely, Jennifer just starts laughing in between attempts to catch her breath.
You know one month ago I set out to remind the world that I will always be relevant and that I deserve all the respect I get and I did just that. I was going to tear anyone who got in the way in half and that anyone happened to be Shelby Steele. She survived, and for that she’s earned herself some points, not just in my book but you ask anyone and I’m sure they’ll say the same thing. Even I won’t deny that you were good enough to go for the big one at Absolution. But see that’s where this story start’s getting really funny.
Was she telling the same story everyone else had seen since last month’s LockUP! The one with all the violent exchanges, spectacular matches and serious amounts of pain being exchanged? Maybe it was the after effects of the match talking but it made for a strange scene.
After I beat her in the Top Debutante Championship Tournament, I wanted to walk away. I was done. I did what I showed up to do, I packed my things and was about to get in the U-Haul to title shot land but Ms. Steele doesn’t know how to quit it.
So she had to go and insult me, start shit with me to the point where I had to kick her ass in every hole south of the Mason-Dixon line.
Now it’s down to this. You want to fight me one last time? You want to surprise me with a Triple Reverse Ultimate Marquess of Queensbury style match? You want to be on top as Silvia Banks says in that hyper-suggestive way she always does? Fine. That’s fine. Come to Mind Games and take it. I’m done Shelby and one way or another we’re going to end this next Sunday.
With that she gets up and walks into the locker room still tired and bruised and holding the small of her back. The message was clear and there was enough tension and mystery here to leave everyone wanting that one last moment between these two as the scene went to black.
