Post by amyzing on Sept 18, 2014 16:43:06 GMT -6
The UWA sits on the bottom shelf of a bookcase. Next to the title is a stack of postcards from various cities around the world. Also on the shelf are various photos. In each photo is the same person. That same person is sitting in front of the bookcase, looking up at it. That same person is “the Hong Kong Sensation” Amy Zing, the current UWA Television Champion.
Amy looks at the photo of her and Dahlia and then the photo of her and Robina Hood shaking hands and Shione “Surge” Oshima and to the photo of her holding up the APW North American Championship. She then looks at the UWA Title. It is not a replica, but the actual championship just sitting there on the shelf.
As she is home, she is dressed very casually in shorts and a tank top. Her long hair is unbound and partially hanging over her shoulders.
“You know, it’s weird, but I only bought this thing a few months ago. I honestly have no idea if I should be keeping the title there or not. I really do not know what the proper etiquette for keeping a championship at one’s home is. I don’t think that there is one. If there is, then no one told me. I mean some places, I have heard, keep the championships and transport them from show to show, giving them to the champion when they arrive. Some places make champions put a security deposit on championships, like an apartment. But no one told me if the UWA has an etiquette or protocol for the titles. Considering they let me we walk of the arena at Raising Hell, I don’t think it is their practice to hold on to the title and let me have it at shows. It also would make it awkward at personal appearance or live events if I do not have the title or if someone does not have the title to give me, or gives me the wrong title. Granted, we do not have live events, but I would still think it would be a bit awkward if I showed up to sign autographs with one of the Tag Team Championships or the World Championship when I have yet to win either of those titles and may never win them. And I am not taking the title to bed with me, because that would be weird and I heard it is not comfortable as it is metal and leather. Also I would hate for anything to happen to it while I was sleeping. So here it is on a bookshelf.”
At this point, Amy realizes that she has pretty much just been rambling. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. Exhaling slowly, she opens her eyes and looks upward.
“I realize that some things are absolutes.”
“The sun will always rise in the east and set in the west. A compass always points north, and other things that are pretty much accepted as absolute facts. I accept those because I really cannot argue them. The sun is set it in its pattern. As long as the planet Earth has a magnetic North Pole, a compass will point north. These and many other things are proven facts and are pretty much accepted.”
“What I do not accept are concepts like “can’t” or “never” or other limitations that are taken as absolutes, all except one.”
“People said that the world was flat and we now that is true because people attempted to prove others wrong.”
“People said man was never meant to fly, and yet, we now know differently because we have planes and helicopters and gliders and such.”
Amy gets to her feet and walks over to the bookcase. She takes the Television Championship off the shelf.
“People said I would never become a champion. They said I could not close a match. They said I could not win the big one.”
In a rare moment, Amy allows herself a brief smug smile which quickly fades.
“I say Raising Hell proved differently.”
She looks at the title in her hands.
“I can become a champion. I can close a match. I can win the big one. I can rise to the occasion and do what people said I cannot, what I could never do.”
“Now, I will admit that I said I wondered if I deserved to be in the match. I wondered if I was worthy of being champion. I do not see that as a limitation. I see it as a goal, something to overcome. I had to prove to myself and everyone that I deserved to be in the match and that I am worthy of being a champion.”
“I believe limitations are there to give us as obstacles to overcome. It may be cliché, but I root for the dreamers, those that look at something others say are impossible or cannot be done and they do it. It makes us the underdogs, the ones people root for even if we have no shot at all of achieving the impossible, they still want to see the underdog succeed.”
Amy carefully folds the straps behind the plate and sets the title back on shelf. She picks up the stack of postcards, flipping through them. These postcards are from every city she has wrestled in that would sell postcards. Some of them are obvious big ventures, like New York, Boston, and other locations in the United States. This is her trophy case, what she considers the important things in her career.
“I have made a career of being an underdog. People said I lack drive and passion and the fire to make it in this business, and I have proven those people wrong. I may not win every single match in my entire career, but that has never stopped me from walking out to the ring every night and trying to win.”
Amy sets the cards back down on the shelf. Her eyes drift down to the photo of her and a purple haired, pale Goth girl by the name of Robina Hood shaking hands after Robina defeated her to reclaim the APW North American Championship and then to the photo of her having just won the title. She has said many times that Robina was her greatest opponent. If there were matches that defined Amy’s never give up, never stop fighting attitude, it was those matches.
“I fight. Every single night, no matter the odds against me, no matter how much stronger, bigger, faster, quicker or more experienced or skilled my opponent may be, I am still going to go to the ring and fight. I will fight until I have nothing left to give. I will go out to the ring and strive to overcome the limitations people put on me. Win, lose or draw, I give everything I have and I never give up.”
“I never give up. That is the only “never” I believe in. That is the only time anyone will ever hear me say the word “never”. Katarina, no matter what happens in the ring, not matter you do to me in that ring, I will never allow myself to give up.”
“I can lose a match, but I will only feel as if I have lost if I give up. I will only feel as if I truly let myself and my fans down if I give up and if I do not give it everything I have to give. My career may not be long, but I have never tapped out and I have absolutely no intention of ever tapping out.”
She glances from the photo of her with a title to the only real championship on the shelf. She places a hand on the belt’s faceplate.
“Right now, people are wondering what kind of champion I am going to be. Am I actually going to be a great champion, the kind of champion that holds a title for a long time and defends it against all comers? Am I going to be a bad champion, defending it only when I feel like it or when I am forced to and even then, running from fights or taking the cheap way out?”
“I can promise you and all the fans that I have no intention of being a bad champion. I do not run from fights. I do not take the cheap way out. And I want to defend this title, I really do.”
“I am not so arrogant to promise that I will be a great champion. I do not know how long I am going to hold the UWA Television Championship. It could be for a year, or it could only be until my first title defense. I could be injured this week and be forced to forfeit the championship, which I have to admit would be a lousy way to lost the championship, especially considering I am the first person to win the Television Championship. I mean I know I am going to be the first person to lose the UWA Television Championship. When you consider I was the first to win it, I have to be the first to lose it. However, I would rather lose it in a match, having defended the title as best I could, but ultimately knowing my best was not good enough and that I will have to strive to do better next time as opposed to being injured and losing it because I was not medically able to wrestle. That would really be a disappointing way to lose the title, but there would be nothing I could do about that if it happens. Still…I would rather it not happen that way. At some point, I will lose this title, just not sure when, but I’d rather lose it trying to defend it than by injury.”
Realizing that she is once again rambling, Amy slides her hand off the title and closes her eyes. She takes a deep breath and inhales, and then she slowly exhales.
“Sorry about that.”
Amy opens her eyes and looks away from the shelf.
“Right now, all I can do is try to be the best champion that I can be and make my reign matter. The most I can do is try to make my time as Television Champion mean something to the title. That’s a least what I am hoping to accomplish. Whether or not I can do that, however, is an entirely separate issue.”
“I have only held the title for about a month or so, which is not too bad. Now I walk into my first match as the Television ready to show everyone why I am a champion, why I deserve to be a champion and why I am worthy of being a champion. Some may say I cannot do it. Some may say I will never accomplish those goals. I say that I am going to give it my best shot.”
For a moment, Amy looks at the bookcase that holds what she considers the greatest moments of her career.
“That is all I can do Katarina, just give it my best shot and see if I can overcome those limitations. I want this to be a match they talk about. I want to open Monday Night Mayhem setting the bar for the entire night and make it the one that everyone talks about. I expect you to give me everything you have because I will be giving nothing less than that very thing and I plan to leave it alll in the ring. At Monday Night Mayhem, I am going to go out there and try to kick your head off as I show everyone why I am simply Amy Zing.”
Amy turns away, smiling.
“I wish you good luck and I will see you Monday, Katarina.”
The scene fades to black.
Amy looks at the photo of her and Dahlia and then the photo of her and Robina Hood shaking hands and Shione “Surge” Oshima and to the photo of her holding up the APW North American Championship. She then looks at the UWA Title. It is not a replica, but the actual championship just sitting there on the shelf.
As she is home, she is dressed very casually in shorts and a tank top. Her long hair is unbound and partially hanging over her shoulders.
“You know, it’s weird, but I only bought this thing a few months ago. I honestly have no idea if I should be keeping the title there or not. I really do not know what the proper etiquette for keeping a championship at one’s home is. I don’t think that there is one. If there is, then no one told me. I mean some places, I have heard, keep the championships and transport them from show to show, giving them to the champion when they arrive. Some places make champions put a security deposit on championships, like an apartment. But no one told me if the UWA has an etiquette or protocol for the titles. Considering they let me we walk of the arena at Raising Hell, I don’t think it is their practice to hold on to the title and let me have it at shows. It also would make it awkward at personal appearance or live events if I do not have the title or if someone does not have the title to give me, or gives me the wrong title. Granted, we do not have live events, but I would still think it would be a bit awkward if I showed up to sign autographs with one of the Tag Team Championships or the World Championship when I have yet to win either of those titles and may never win them. And I am not taking the title to bed with me, because that would be weird and I heard it is not comfortable as it is metal and leather. Also I would hate for anything to happen to it while I was sleeping. So here it is on a bookshelf.”
At this point, Amy realizes that she has pretty much just been rambling. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. Exhaling slowly, she opens her eyes and looks upward.
“I realize that some things are absolutes.”
“The sun will always rise in the east and set in the west. A compass always points north, and other things that are pretty much accepted as absolute facts. I accept those because I really cannot argue them. The sun is set it in its pattern. As long as the planet Earth has a magnetic North Pole, a compass will point north. These and many other things are proven facts and are pretty much accepted.”
“What I do not accept are concepts like “can’t” or “never” or other limitations that are taken as absolutes, all except one.”
“People said that the world was flat and we now that is true because people attempted to prove others wrong.”
“People said man was never meant to fly, and yet, we now know differently because we have planes and helicopters and gliders and such.”
Amy gets to her feet and walks over to the bookcase. She takes the Television Championship off the shelf.
“People said I would never become a champion. They said I could not close a match. They said I could not win the big one.”
In a rare moment, Amy allows herself a brief smug smile which quickly fades.
“I say Raising Hell proved differently.”
She looks at the title in her hands.
“I can become a champion. I can close a match. I can win the big one. I can rise to the occasion and do what people said I cannot, what I could never do.”
“Now, I will admit that I said I wondered if I deserved to be in the match. I wondered if I was worthy of being champion. I do not see that as a limitation. I see it as a goal, something to overcome. I had to prove to myself and everyone that I deserved to be in the match and that I am worthy of being a champion.”
“I believe limitations are there to give us as obstacles to overcome. It may be cliché, but I root for the dreamers, those that look at something others say are impossible or cannot be done and they do it. It makes us the underdogs, the ones people root for even if we have no shot at all of achieving the impossible, they still want to see the underdog succeed.”
Amy carefully folds the straps behind the plate and sets the title back on shelf. She picks up the stack of postcards, flipping through them. These postcards are from every city she has wrestled in that would sell postcards. Some of them are obvious big ventures, like New York, Boston, and other locations in the United States. This is her trophy case, what she considers the important things in her career.
“I have made a career of being an underdog. People said I lack drive and passion and the fire to make it in this business, and I have proven those people wrong. I may not win every single match in my entire career, but that has never stopped me from walking out to the ring every night and trying to win.”
Amy sets the cards back down on the shelf. Her eyes drift down to the photo of her and a purple haired, pale Goth girl by the name of Robina Hood shaking hands after Robina defeated her to reclaim the APW North American Championship and then to the photo of her having just won the title. She has said many times that Robina was her greatest opponent. If there were matches that defined Amy’s never give up, never stop fighting attitude, it was those matches.
“I fight. Every single night, no matter the odds against me, no matter how much stronger, bigger, faster, quicker or more experienced or skilled my opponent may be, I am still going to go to the ring and fight. I will fight until I have nothing left to give. I will go out to the ring and strive to overcome the limitations people put on me. Win, lose or draw, I give everything I have and I never give up.”
“I never give up. That is the only “never” I believe in. That is the only time anyone will ever hear me say the word “never”. Katarina, no matter what happens in the ring, not matter you do to me in that ring, I will never allow myself to give up.”
“I can lose a match, but I will only feel as if I have lost if I give up. I will only feel as if I truly let myself and my fans down if I give up and if I do not give it everything I have to give. My career may not be long, but I have never tapped out and I have absolutely no intention of ever tapping out.”
She glances from the photo of her with a title to the only real championship on the shelf. She places a hand on the belt’s faceplate.
“Right now, people are wondering what kind of champion I am going to be. Am I actually going to be a great champion, the kind of champion that holds a title for a long time and defends it against all comers? Am I going to be a bad champion, defending it only when I feel like it or when I am forced to and even then, running from fights or taking the cheap way out?”
“I can promise you and all the fans that I have no intention of being a bad champion. I do not run from fights. I do not take the cheap way out. And I want to defend this title, I really do.”
“I am not so arrogant to promise that I will be a great champion. I do not know how long I am going to hold the UWA Television Championship. It could be for a year, or it could only be until my first title defense. I could be injured this week and be forced to forfeit the championship, which I have to admit would be a lousy way to lost the championship, especially considering I am the first person to win the Television Championship. I mean I know I am going to be the first person to lose the UWA Television Championship. When you consider I was the first to win it, I have to be the first to lose it. However, I would rather lose it in a match, having defended the title as best I could, but ultimately knowing my best was not good enough and that I will have to strive to do better next time as opposed to being injured and losing it because I was not medically able to wrestle. That would really be a disappointing way to lose the title, but there would be nothing I could do about that if it happens. Still…I would rather it not happen that way. At some point, I will lose this title, just not sure when, but I’d rather lose it trying to defend it than by injury.”
Realizing that she is once again rambling, Amy slides her hand off the title and closes her eyes. She takes a deep breath and inhales, and then she slowly exhales.
“Sorry about that.”
Amy opens her eyes and looks away from the shelf.
“Right now, all I can do is try to be the best champion that I can be and make my reign matter. The most I can do is try to make my time as Television Champion mean something to the title. That’s a least what I am hoping to accomplish. Whether or not I can do that, however, is an entirely separate issue.”
“I have only held the title for about a month or so, which is not too bad. Now I walk into my first match as the Television ready to show everyone why I am a champion, why I deserve to be a champion and why I am worthy of being a champion. Some may say I cannot do it. Some may say I will never accomplish those goals. I say that I am going to give it my best shot.”
For a moment, Amy looks at the bookcase that holds what she considers the greatest moments of her career.
“That is all I can do Katarina, just give it my best shot and see if I can overcome those limitations. I want this to be a match they talk about. I want to open Monday Night Mayhem setting the bar for the entire night and make it the one that everyone talks about. I expect you to give me everything you have because I will be giving nothing less than that very thing and I plan to leave it alll in the ring. At Monday Night Mayhem, I am going to go out there and try to kick your head off as I show everyone why I am simply Amy Zing.”
Amy turns away, smiling.
“I wish you good luck and I will see you Monday, Katarina.”
The scene fades to black.