Post by Mercedes Vargas on Dec 26, 2013 10:00:02 GMT
t h e
P A S T
Jay Jackson: Back on their feet, Trish nails Mercedes with hard right forearm shots! She's rocking Mercedes, but the champ ain't going down.
Lloyd Masters: Trish runs to the ropes, but Mercedes with a BIG BOOT! Trish doesn't fall down! She's still up! She goes for a clothesline! Mercedes ducks it!
Jay Jackson: Mercedes with the go behind - RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX!!!
Lloyd Masters: Great desperation move! Mercedes dunks Trish on the back of her head!
Jay Jackson: Mercedes glares out into the audience and she's got something in mind. She rolls out of the ring and she's heading towards us again!
Lloyd Masters: What the?! She's got our table, dragging it over to the ring!
Jay Jackson: Mercedes rolls back in the ring...
Mercedes Vargas: WHO WANTS TABLE?!?!
Fans: WE WANT TABLES! WE WANT TABLES! WE WANT TABLES! WE WANT TABLES!
Lloyd Masters: Oh my God! Mercedes! Don't do this!
Jay Jackson: She's got Trish and lifts her up for a powerbomb...she walks to the ropes...
Lloyd Masters: OH MY GOD!!! MERCEDES POWERBOMBS TRISH OUT OF THE RING AND THROUGH OUR TABLE!!!
Jay Jackson: TRISH SMASHED THROUGH THE TABLE!!! SHE HAS TO BE BROKEN IN PIECES LIKE THE TABLE!!!
Fans: HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T!
Lloyd Masters: Oh dear Lord...I am speechless! The referee is checking on Trish who has not moved!
Jay Jackson: Take a look at this move again! Trish just being dunked over the top rope and BAM! Right through the table with ease!
Lloyd Masters: A lifeless Trish Newborn, remains in the debris while Mercedes takes a moment to compose herself. That match at the Anniversary Show has lit some darker side of Mercedes I have never seen before!
Jay Jackson The champion rolls out of the ring and she moves the referee out of the way. She's picking up the lifeless Trish by the roots her hair...she's tossing her back in the ring!
Lloyd Masters: This has to be it. Mercedes just needs to cover Trish now. Get this match over with so that Trish can get help.
Jay Jackson: In the center of the ring and Mercedes puts Trish over her shoulders! The Black Rose Overdrive! Is this it?!
Lloyd Masters: She goes for it, BUT WAIT! TRISH SLIPS AWAY!
Jay Jackson: Mercedes spins around! Kick to the gut!
Lloyd Masters: CALIFORNIAN KISS! THE CALIFORNIAN KISS TO MERCEDES!
Jay Jackson: Trish struggles to turn her over! She makes the cover! The referee makes the count!
Referee: ONE! TWO! THREEEEEE!!!!
Goose: HERE IS YOUR WINNER AND *NEEEEEEW* 3WL TELEVISION CHAMPION...TRISH NEWBORN!
Lloyd Masters: Oh my God! We got a new World's Television Champion! Trish Newborn has done it! She has won the gold! She's ended Mercedes' undefeated streak!
Jay Jackson: This can't be happening! I love Trish, but I love Mercedes too! This is crazy!
Lloyd Masters: It's official! The referee raises Trish's hand in victory and handing her the gold!
Jay Jackson: Look at this amazing scene! Trish clutches the title to her chest and falls back to the canvas. Mercedes hasn't moved yet!
Lloyd Masters: You can see Mercedes still lying there in disbelief that she's lost her title. This has to be an emotional moment for Mercedes and for Trish. Trish has not held a 3WL championship in about ten years! This is her first 3WL championship in a long time!...
Jay Jackson: Crazy enough and with the aid of the referee, Trish is able to stand up and proudly hold up the Television Championship above her head!
Lloyd Masters: A glorious moment for the self professed top Athena! You're seeing it live, folks! Live from New Jersey as Trish Newborn is the new Television Champion!
{Jenny pulls herself up using the ropes but Mercedes is up first. Mercedes kicks Jenny in the stomach with a hard kick that knocks her back to the ropes Mercedes grabs Jenny and whips her to the ropes as she comes off Mercedes hits Jenny with a running mafia kick that knocks Jenny down to the mat holding her chest in pain. Mercedes reaches down pulling Jenny to her feet. Mercedes grabs Jenny picking her up and dropping her down with a hard back suplex that lands Jenny on the back of her head, a move that almost resembled the backdrop driver}
Dave Holland: That move was just like her boyfriend's finishing move.
Eric Hardy: Why did you have to bring that up again?
Willy Carter: Because he likes watching a grown man weep.
{Mercedes goes over covering Jenny the referee counts 1… 2… kick out. Mercedes gets up to her feet she pulls Jenny up to his feet and whips her to the ropes as Jenny comes off Mercedes goes back and comes off the ropes as she comes off Mercedes hit Jenny with a stiff high knee that knocks Jenny down onto the mat. Mercedes pulls Jenny to her feet and hits her with a pair of stiff chops across the chest Mercedes picks up Jenny and lifts her into the fireman’s carry position. She whips her around and nails a side backbreaker from this position. She holds her for a few seconds, pushing down on her body, trying to hurt the back of the starlets champion}
Eric Hardy: Mercedes trying to break her in half now.
Dave Holland: There is no way Jenny can hit some of her high impact moves if her back hurts.
{Mercedes dumps Jenny off her knee. She runs towards the ropes and handsprings into them when she lands she hits a standing moonsault. Mercedes covers Jenny the referee counts 1..2 Jenny got her foot on the bottom rope just before the count of three. Mercedes gets up to his feet she goes back against the ropes and comes off as she does Jenny knocks Mercedes down with a single leg take down but Jenny falls to her knees holding her back which has taken a lot of punishment in this match. Jenny gets up slowly she pulls Mercedes to her feet Jenny picks her up and drops her down with a snap suplex. Jenny slowly rolls to her side clutching her back}
Dave Holland: It isn't easy to recover from moves like that, you can see the damage that has already been done.
{Jenny gets to her feet and grabs Mercedes by her hair. She hooks Mercedes around the neck and goes for another suplex but Mercedes blocked it and comes back down and picks up Jenny and lifts her into the air in a suplex position, she turns Jenny mid air and hits the Falcon Arrow.. Mercedes rolls over Jenny, and covers but only gets a two count.}
Dave Holland: These two women are certainly trying to finish this, there is no telling who will come out on top.
Willy Carter: We are the winners, two hot chicks getting all sweaty and….
Eric Hardy: Put your hands on the table.
{Mercedes signals that it is time to and this match, she lifts her up, and looks like she is going to hit the burning hammer. Jenny squiggles free and jumps into the air hitting Sweet Dreams, she covers quickly and once again only gets a two count}
Dave Holland: How much is it going to take to put one of these girls down.
Willy Carter: A roofie?
Dave Holland: That was meant to be rhetorical.
{The two start to stand and Mercedes kicks Jenny in the stomach, she runs to the ropes and comes off, kicking Jenny in the side of the head. Jenny spins and Mercedes locks her from behind she throws a german suplex but Jenny flips and lands on her feet. Mercedes stands, pointing to the crowd but Jenny comes from behind and nails the Executive Decision, she covers and gets the three count!}
Dave Holland: What a match, Jenny Williams able to pull it out and retain her title!
Willy Carter: Her reign is starting to turn heads, next month, however, she will have to face the winner of the largest women’s Road to the Gold ever.
Mercedes slumps in a black chair just outside the locker room area. There is an expression of relief after the night she had this time around. After her match, there was no one to meet her at the entrance area. There wasn't a comforting hand clasp on her shoulders. Not a word of advice or scorn. Just her alone, walking towards the dim lighted area.
Mercedes doesn't get time to revel in her victory as her cell goes off. She ignores it at first, but changed her mind afterwards. As the screen illuminates a vivid green, the words "CONGRATULATIONS" comforts her.
It wasn't quite what she expected, but it was something, at least. On this night, she stood alone in the ring.
And her victory was nothing but her own, and no one could share it with her.
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P R E S E N T
♫♫Rocking around the Christmas Tree
at the Christmas party hop
Mistletoe hung where you can see
Ev'ry couple tries to stop♫♫
♫♫Rocking around the Christmas Tree
Let the Christmas Spirit ring
Later we'll have some pumpkin pie
and we'll do some caroling...♫♫
♫♫You will get a sentimental feeling When you hear voices singing
"Let's be jolly; Deck the halls with boughs of holly...♫♫
Open to a close up shot of railroad tracks. As the camera zooms out slowly, Jorge is wearing a conductor's hat as he watches a model train passing through colorful Christmas ornaments set on the outside of the tracks. The caboose is filled with a few more ornaments. This is seen from the POV of a laptop screen as he is talking with Mercedes by video chat in her apartment.
Jorge: Thanks for the gift. It's what I always wanted.
Cut to Mercedes's apartment.
Mercedes: You're welcome.
Miracle on 34th Street plays on the television as Mercedes, wearing a Santa hat, glances back at the movie now and again as she tosses winter gear in a suitcase while also talking on her cellphone.
Mercedes: We really have to do something about this day-night thing.
Carmen: Did I call at a bad time?
Cut to her cousin, Carmen, who is seen at the back room of a comedy club while on her cellphone.
Mercedes: Oh no, I'm just packing my things. I've got a match Sunday and have to be at the airport soon.
Carmen: Hey, what's all the rush? It's not like you have to leave today, it's Christmas. Travel is pretty crazy this time of year.
Mercedes: Fortune favors the bold.
Carmen: So where are you off to, some place nice?
Mercedes: Try New Jersey. And getting there is only half of the fun. Sure, it's a nice place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live there.
Jorge: When were you going to tell me you were leaving?
Mercedes: It's only an hour away from here. I'll be back before New Year's Eve.
Carmen: Is that Jorge? Tell him I say hello from LA.
Mercedes: Carmen said hi.
Jorge: Right back at her.
Jorge is furiously writing something on a piece of parchment using a quill pen. Mercedes looks at him perplexed.
Mercedes: What are you doing?
Jorge: What does it look like? I'm writing my letter to Santa.
Mercedes: I don't know if anyone told you this, but he's not real.
Jorge: He's still real to me, damn it.
Jorge's cell goes off. He looks up at Mercedes with a sheepish grin as he picks up his phone.
Jorge: Sorry, Merce, but I've gotta take this. (on the phone) Talk to me. Oh, hi, Mom. Merry Christmas to you, too.
Carmen is seen now with take out coffee on the streets of Los Angeles hailing a cab.
Carmen: Why do you even bother?
Mercedes: I don't know, I just don't know. How was the comedy club? Enjoy yourself?
Carmen: The stand up wasn't that bad, but I've seen better. Hey, could you hold on a second. I've got another call coming in.
Carmen changes over and pauses as a female voice is on the other end. It was her aunt, Mercedes and Jorge's mother. She speaks excitedly.
Estelle: Carmen?
Carmen: Uh, hi, auntie. How did you get my number?
Estelle: Don't be silly. Jorge gave it to me.
Carmen is surprised and taken back.
Estelle: So did you see -
Carmen: Yes, yes I did. The Pope's first Mass on TV. It was exhilarating. I would have been there, but tickets at the Vatican were sold out weeks ago.
Estelle: Well, you don't have to be sarcastic about it.
Carmen: I think Mercedes's view of life is rubbing off on me.
Carmen gets into the back seat of a taxi cab.
Carmen: (to cab driver) Wilshire and Santa Monica, please.
Cab Driver: You got it. Just so you know, it's gonna be that kind of evening. Traffic is backed up for miles.
Carmen: Ugh. I love LA.
Cut back to Mercedes's apartment
Mercedes: Hey, I hate to cut this short, but I'm going to be late for my flight.
Estelle: Where are you going to? Mexico, Hawaii, London....
Mercedes: New Jersey, the Taj Mahal of the Northeast.
Estelle: Oh, that sounds wonderful. At least you can go to the beach.
Mercedes: That's what they want you to believe. There are no "beaches" in New Jersey, there's the shore.
Estelle: Well, at least you can go to the shore.
Mercedes: And you don't go to the shore, you go "down the Shore".
Jorge: Except when you are there, you're not “at the shore.”, you're “down the Shore.”
Mercedes: Plus, this isn't Buenos Aires where it's hot all year long. It's 24 degrees over here and it's freezing.
Estelle: Well, at least you won't have to pump your own gas. Isn't it true that you never have to pump your own gas?
Mercedes: Yes, Mom. Apparently, New Jersey still believes in hiring gas attendants. (as she pulls the cellphone away from her ear) How's that letter coming along?
Jorge gives a thumbs sign. Mercedes glances at her watch.
Mercedes: Yeah, that's nice, Mom. Listen, I've got to go. Talk to you soon. Merry Christmas.
Estelle: Merry Christmas, Mercedes. Be safe. Merry Christmas, Jorge.
Jorge: Merry Christmas, Mom. Merry Christmas, Dad
Fernando: Merry Christmas, Jorge
Fernando: Merry Christmas, Mercedes. Safe travels.
Mercedes; Merry Christmas, Dad.
Estelle: Merry Christmas, Carmen.
Carmen: Merry Christmas, Auntie. Merry Christmas, Uncle.
Fernando: Merry Christmas, Carmen.
Jorge: Merry Christmas, Carmen.
Carmen: Merry Christmas, Jorge.
Mercedes: Merry Christmas, Carmen.
Carmen: Merry Christmas, Merce.
Jorge: Merry Christmas, Merce.
Mercedes: Merry Christmas, Jorge.
All hang up and fade.
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F U T U R E...
Mercedes (voiceover): Past...present...future.
Open outside of JFK International as Mercedes is heading towards the terminal. She takes out her boarding pass and looks at it with forlorn.
Mercedes (voiceover): My immediate future was four days away in East Rutherford, New Jersey. I was about to embark on a new journey in a new company. Was I ready to face Rayne, an old rival, in a city where I haven't had much success at? Physically, yes. Mentally, no. Just the same, there was no challenge that I wasn't up for and that I won't back down from, no matter who the opponent was.
Or the name of city.
The pre-boarding announcement came over the sound system again as Mercedes goes through a mental checklist then looks ahead towards her flight with a determined expression on her face.
Mercedes: Guess there's no turning back now.
Mercedes continues on to her destination as she slips on a pair of dark sunglasses as our scene fades.
Rayne...Sandy...Long time, no see. How you been? Oh, and might I add that semi-retirement looks good on you?
I'll be the first to admit that I didn't think anyone would answer my challenge. While I did say I wanted to face anyone, I was hoping my opponent would be, oh I don't know, on the active roster?
I didn't think you of all people would accept, quite frankly. Really, I had no idea I was THAT important that you had to coax yourself out of comfort of your bed this week for our match, But hey, I'm here, you're here, and that's all that matters. If you're looking for another one-night-only appearance, you need only ask. You know me, I'm always happy to oblige.
And it's the holidays, so there's that.
Now, I could sit here and talk about how you're in your early 40s and have absolutely no business being in a wrestling ring. I could talk about how you should follow Kathleen Conway, who puts her family first ahead of her wrestling career. I could wax lyrical about the times you ended up getting fired in NCW, and, aside from your lengthy Starlets Tag Team Championship reign with Ayla, not much else can be said about your tenure, but where's the fun in that? You're not one to dwell in the past. You live for the moment, the right here and now. Learning from your past helps you in the present.
As for bringing up your age, well, there's a good chance you've heard that one before. Kinda like how I'm always being referred to as carry-on luggage whenever my tag title reigns are brought into question. But anyway, I know that age has nothing to do with the fact that you can still go as this stage. Like the saying goes, “you're as young as you feel.” I think the reason why you're just hanging around is because of your name, but what do I know? I'm just Mercedes Vargas.
Nobody wants to be reminded that their best days are behind them, and it's not like you're well know anyway, unlike yours truly. It's a shame that in two decades plus in the business, you have yet to really arrive. Still, globetrotter that you claim to be, was all those years wrestling in front of 100 people in high school gyms, bingo halls, and armories, really worth it?
Let that sink in for a moment.
You know, we never got that one on one match back in NCDub. I think this is long overdue, no? And speaking of NCW, it's kinda funny that you claimed that I left because I couldn't survive. Is that how the story went? OK, well, how do you explain how you and Ayla went AWOL for almost a year, then came back for a five month run before having your final swan song before the year was up? How can you make up for the fact that you left at the end of 2011 and I didn't leave until a year and a half later? Please enlighten my dark understanding, sweetheart, because I'm at a loss right now. Real talk? When you skedaddled out of NCW, I thought you were hanging up your boots for good. Turns out I was wrong.
So, what's changed? You had to ask?
OK, here's the Cliff Notes. You ready?
By the time you left, Rayne, Ayla was keeping her head above water, Mercedes Lewis and Ashlie Ember ended up being the final Starlets Tag Team Champions, if you can believe that, and, get this, the titles were unretired at one point to be fought over by male tag teams. Male tag teams! Alysson Gardner was unceremoniously fired, not to mention her all-new, all-different but not really version of BWA with Ayla and Emma was a total failure. Oh, and as for the Starlets Championship? Ashlie, Alysson, Jennifer Williams, Freya Kane, and then Jenny again all had turns with the title before Little Miss Pixelated Princess ended up as the final champion. Of course, because she's distracted by shiny objects, that night at A Night to Remember, she also became the final NCW World Champion, moments after Alex Jones beat Roberto Verona, ending his lengthy reign.
I don't blame you if you're head is spinning right now.
I know, it's a lot to take in, but that's what you missed out on, Rayne. You can thank me later for filling you in.
The reason why I left wasn't because I couldn't hang in NCW. No, the reason why I left is because when you and Ayla left, when Amy “Roxxxie” Marshall left, when Alysson Gardner left, when Trish Newborn left, when Freya Kane left, competition in the Starlets Division went along with it, and I had no reason to stay. Sure, Kathleen, Emma, Zelda and Crystal were still around, but even they weren't enough to convince me to stay. So yeah, Rayne, I went elsewhere. The only difference is when I had my final match, unlike you, I actually beat Shelly Taylor-Jones.
When I left NCW in March, two months before they had their final show and closed its doors for good, I didn't really see myself joining either of the fledgling, upstart promotions that decided to continue the NCW legacy and it's not like I was THAT desperate either, because I was plenty busy working in other places at the time. Now, granted, I wasn't around when IWF opened, but I'm here now. And just as in Championship Pro Wrestling - the other company where some members of NCW migrated to and where I spent the time as a "Siren" in their women's division for the two months before the place closed - I see some familiar faces. They know who they are.
And there isn't a Zelda Knite sighting for miles. It's just as well. I think having a Zelda free zone is good for business, though maybe the reason why she's not in an IWF ring has a lot to do with me more than than it does IWF not reaching out to her. Honestly? I don't see why everyone is so scared or intimidated of her. Why does everyone think she's such a challenge? Take it from me, clearly she's not. And I'll just leave it at that.
Let's bring this back to where this should be. And that's me and you, Sandra Rayne.
A lot of people are saying that my open challenge will be my undoing considering who I'm facing this Sunday, and maybe they're right. Because the critics, doubters, and naysayers know that in the past matches we've had against one another, you seem to always have my number. Say what you want about Kat and my tag team reign, but the one time I had to team with you and Ayla and the one time I had to team with you and her individually, I didn't royally choke like you thought I would have. If you still think I couldn't hang, consider the fact that I pinned Ayla's shoulders to the mat not once, but twice.
And when we were tag partners? The way I remember it, you were the one who ended up on their back.
If there is one thing I respect about you, it's that you have a great judge of character. I mean, it's nice that you think that I hate you. I think it's you who really hate me. And I can tell. I can tell, because every time we get in the ring, every time my name is next to yours on a typical card, you wonder aloud, “why me?”, your skin crawls and you scrunch up your face, it's there – wrinkles and all. That doesn't mean that I don't respect you. It's why I pay tribute to you when I call you "Miss Twenty-Year Veteran.", well, it's "Miss Twenty-Four Year Veteran" now, but you know where I'm coming from, right?
So color me surprised that you really want to punch me in the face. The waste of space talent named Mercedes Vargas who didn't amount to anything in NCW, who couldn't draw, and has the reputation of being a glorified choke artist, who was just there to fill the quota.
Sure, you've embarrassed me, you've humiliated me, but you were never able to pin me.
So, this is it, the perfect storm. Two veterans of the sport are set on a collision course for this Sunday. For me, I've reached the put-up-or-shut-up stage. This match could not as come at a better time for either of us and while I may not be Santa Claus, I'll say this much, I'm sure our match will be the gift that keeps on giving long after this pay-per-view is over. That I can promise you.
Oh, and as for good luck? Yeah, you can have that. I don't need luck, sweetheart. I'm already good.
P A S T
3WL FRIDAY NIGHT CLASH
FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 24, 2012
IZOD CENTER, EAST RUTHERFORD, NEW JERSEY – RING
3WL TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP
MERCEDES VARGAS © vs TRISH NEWBORN
FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 24, 2012
IZOD CENTER, EAST RUTHERFORD, NEW JERSEY – RING
3WL TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP
MERCEDES VARGAS © vs TRISH NEWBORN
Jay Jackson: Back on their feet, Trish nails Mercedes with hard right forearm shots! She's rocking Mercedes, but the champ ain't going down.
Lloyd Masters: Trish runs to the ropes, but Mercedes with a BIG BOOT! Trish doesn't fall down! She's still up! She goes for a clothesline! Mercedes ducks it!
Jay Jackson: Mercedes with the go behind - RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX!!!
Lloyd Masters: Great desperation move! Mercedes dunks Trish on the back of her head!
Jay Jackson: Mercedes glares out into the audience and she's got something in mind. She rolls out of the ring and she's heading towards us again!
Lloyd Masters: What the?! She's got our table, dragging it over to the ring!
Jay Jackson: Mercedes rolls back in the ring...
Mercedes Vargas: WHO WANTS TABLE?!?!
Fans: WE WANT TABLES! WE WANT TABLES! WE WANT TABLES! WE WANT TABLES!
Lloyd Masters: Oh my God! Mercedes! Don't do this!
Jay Jackson: She's got Trish and lifts her up for a powerbomb...she walks to the ropes...
Lloyd Masters: OH MY GOD!!! MERCEDES POWERBOMBS TRISH OUT OF THE RING AND THROUGH OUR TABLE!!!
Jay Jackson: TRISH SMASHED THROUGH THE TABLE!!! SHE HAS TO BE BROKEN IN PIECES LIKE THE TABLE!!!
Fans: HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T!
Lloyd Masters: Oh dear Lord...I am speechless! The referee is checking on Trish who has not moved!
Jay Jackson: Take a look at this move again! Trish just being dunked over the top rope and BAM! Right through the table with ease!
Lloyd Masters: A lifeless Trish Newborn, remains in the debris while Mercedes takes a moment to compose herself. That match at the Anniversary Show has lit some darker side of Mercedes I have never seen before!
Jay Jackson The champion rolls out of the ring and she moves the referee out of the way. She's picking up the lifeless Trish by the roots her hair...she's tossing her back in the ring!
Lloyd Masters: This has to be it. Mercedes just needs to cover Trish now. Get this match over with so that Trish can get help.
Jay Jackson: In the center of the ring and Mercedes puts Trish over her shoulders! The Black Rose Overdrive! Is this it?!
Lloyd Masters: She goes for it, BUT WAIT! TRISH SLIPS AWAY!
Jay Jackson: Mercedes spins around! Kick to the gut!
Lloyd Masters: CALIFORNIAN KISS! THE CALIFORNIAN KISS TO MERCEDES!
Jay Jackson: Trish struggles to turn her over! She makes the cover! The referee makes the count!
Referee: ONE! TWO! THREEEEEE!!!!
Goose: HERE IS YOUR WINNER AND *NEEEEEEW* 3WL TELEVISION CHAMPION...TRISH NEWBORN!
Lloyd Masters: Oh my God! We got a new World's Television Champion! Trish Newborn has done it! She has won the gold! She's ended Mercedes' undefeated streak!
Jay Jackson: This can't be happening! I love Trish, but I love Mercedes too! This is crazy!
Lloyd Masters: It's official! The referee raises Trish's hand in victory and handing her the gold!
Jay Jackson: Look at this amazing scene! Trish clutches the title to her chest and falls back to the canvas. Mercedes hasn't moved yet!
Lloyd Masters: You can see Mercedes still lying there in disbelief that she's lost her title. This has to be an emotional moment for Mercedes and for Trish. Trish has not held a 3WL championship in about ten years! This is her first 3WL championship in a long time!...
Jay Jackson: Crazy enough and with the aid of the referee, Trish is able to stand up and proudly hold up the Television Championship above her head!
Lloyd Masters: A glorious moment for the self professed top Athena! You're seeing it live, folks! Live from New Jersey as Trish Newborn is the new Television Champion!
BATTLE GROUNDS 2012 PPV
SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER 23, 2012
IZOD CENTER, EAST RUTHERFORD, NEW JERSEY – RING
NCW STARLETS CHAMPIONSHIP
JENNIFER WILLIAMS © vs MERCEDES VARGAS
SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER 23, 2012
IZOD CENTER, EAST RUTHERFORD, NEW JERSEY – RING
NCW STARLETS CHAMPIONSHIP
JENNIFER WILLIAMS © vs MERCEDES VARGAS
{Jenny pulls herself up using the ropes but Mercedes is up first. Mercedes kicks Jenny in the stomach with a hard kick that knocks her back to the ropes Mercedes grabs Jenny and whips her to the ropes as she comes off Mercedes hits Jenny with a running mafia kick that knocks Jenny down to the mat holding her chest in pain. Mercedes reaches down pulling Jenny to her feet. Mercedes grabs Jenny picking her up and dropping her down with a hard back suplex that lands Jenny on the back of her head, a move that almost resembled the backdrop driver}
Dave Holland: That move was just like her boyfriend's finishing move.
Eric Hardy: Why did you have to bring that up again?
Willy Carter: Because he likes watching a grown man weep.
{Mercedes goes over covering Jenny the referee counts 1… 2… kick out. Mercedes gets up to her feet she pulls Jenny up to his feet and whips her to the ropes as Jenny comes off Mercedes goes back and comes off the ropes as she comes off Mercedes hit Jenny with a stiff high knee that knocks Jenny down onto the mat. Mercedes pulls Jenny to her feet and hits her with a pair of stiff chops across the chest Mercedes picks up Jenny and lifts her into the fireman’s carry position. She whips her around and nails a side backbreaker from this position. She holds her for a few seconds, pushing down on her body, trying to hurt the back of the starlets champion}
Eric Hardy: Mercedes trying to break her in half now.
Dave Holland: There is no way Jenny can hit some of her high impact moves if her back hurts.
{Mercedes dumps Jenny off her knee. She runs towards the ropes and handsprings into them when she lands she hits a standing moonsault. Mercedes covers Jenny the referee counts 1..2 Jenny got her foot on the bottom rope just before the count of three. Mercedes gets up to his feet she goes back against the ropes and comes off as she does Jenny knocks Mercedes down with a single leg take down but Jenny falls to her knees holding her back which has taken a lot of punishment in this match. Jenny gets up slowly she pulls Mercedes to her feet Jenny picks her up and drops her down with a snap suplex. Jenny slowly rolls to her side clutching her back}
Dave Holland: It isn't easy to recover from moves like that, you can see the damage that has already been done.
{Jenny gets to her feet and grabs Mercedes by her hair. She hooks Mercedes around the neck and goes for another suplex but Mercedes blocked it and comes back down and picks up Jenny and lifts her into the air in a suplex position, she turns Jenny mid air and hits the Falcon Arrow.. Mercedes rolls over Jenny, and covers but only gets a two count.}
Dave Holland: These two women are certainly trying to finish this, there is no telling who will come out on top.
Willy Carter: We are the winners, two hot chicks getting all sweaty and….
Eric Hardy: Put your hands on the table.
{Mercedes signals that it is time to and this match, she lifts her up, and looks like she is going to hit the burning hammer. Jenny squiggles free and jumps into the air hitting Sweet Dreams, she covers quickly and once again only gets a two count}
Dave Holland: How much is it going to take to put one of these girls down.
Willy Carter: A roofie?
Dave Holland: That was meant to be rhetorical.
{The two start to stand and Mercedes kicks Jenny in the stomach, she runs to the ropes and comes off, kicking Jenny in the side of the head. Jenny spins and Mercedes locks her from behind she throws a german suplex but Jenny flips and lands on her feet. Mercedes stands, pointing to the crowd but Jenny comes from behind and nails the Executive Decision, she covers and gets the three count!}
Dave Holland: What a match, Jenny Williams able to pull it out and retain her title!
Willy Carter: Her reign is starting to turn heads, next month, however, she will have to face the winner of the largest women’s Road to the Gold ever.
WEW FRIDAY NIGHT ADRENALINE
FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 23, 2012
IZOD CENTER, EAST RUTHERFORD, NEW JERSEY – BACKSTAGE
CAROLINE vs MERCEDES VARGAS
FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 23, 2012
IZOD CENTER, EAST RUTHERFORD, NEW JERSEY – BACKSTAGE
CAROLINE vs MERCEDES VARGAS
Mercedes slumps in a black chair just outside the locker room area. There is an expression of relief after the night she had this time around. After her match, there was no one to meet her at the entrance area. There wasn't a comforting hand clasp on her shoulders. Not a word of advice or scorn. Just her alone, walking towards the dim lighted area.
Mercedes doesn't get time to revel in her victory as her cell goes off. She ignores it at first, but changed her mind afterwards. As the screen illuminates a vivid green, the words "CONGRATULATIONS" comforts her.
It wasn't quite what she expected, but it was something, at least. On this night, she stood alone in the ring.
And her victory was nothing but her own, and no one could share it with her.
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t h e
P R E S E N T
♫♫Rocking around the Christmas Tree
at the Christmas party hop
Mistletoe hung where you can see
Ev'ry couple tries to stop♫♫
♫♫Rocking around the Christmas Tree
Let the Christmas Spirit ring
Later we'll have some pumpkin pie
and we'll do some caroling...♫♫
♫♫You will get a sentimental feeling When you hear voices singing
"Let's be jolly; Deck the halls with boughs of holly...♫♫
Open to a close up shot of railroad tracks. As the camera zooms out slowly, Jorge is wearing a conductor's hat as he watches a model train passing through colorful Christmas ornaments set on the outside of the tracks. The caboose is filled with a few more ornaments. This is seen from the POV of a laptop screen as he is talking with Mercedes by video chat in her apartment.
Jorge: Thanks for the gift. It's what I always wanted.
Cut to Mercedes's apartment.
Mercedes: You're welcome.
Miracle on 34th Street plays on the television as Mercedes, wearing a Santa hat, glances back at the movie now and again as she tosses winter gear in a suitcase while also talking on her cellphone.
Mercedes: We really have to do something about this day-night thing.
Carmen: Did I call at a bad time?
Cut to her cousin, Carmen, who is seen at the back room of a comedy club while on her cellphone.
Mercedes: Oh no, I'm just packing my things. I've got a match Sunday and have to be at the airport soon.
Carmen: Hey, what's all the rush? It's not like you have to leave today, it's Christmas. Travel is pretty crazy this time of year.
Mercedes: Fortune favors the bold.
Carmen: So where are you off to, some place nice?
Mercedes: Try New Jersey. And getting there is only half of the fun. Sure, it's a nice place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live there.
Jorge: When were you going to tell me you were leaving?
Mercedes: It's only an hour away from here. I'll be back before New Year's Eve.
Carmen: Is that Jorge? Tell him I say hello from LA.
Mercedes: Carmen said hi.
Jorge: Right back at her.
Jorge is furiously writing something on a piece of parchment using a quill pen. Mercedes looks at him perplexed.
Mercedes: What are you doing?
Jorge: What does it look like? I'm writing my letter to Santa.
Mercedes: I don't know if anyone told you this, but he's not real.
Jorge: He's still real to me, damn it.
Jorge's cell goes off. He looks up at Mercedes with a sheepish grin as he picks up his phone.
Jorge: Sorry, Merce, but I've gotta take this. (on the phone) Talk to me. Oh, hi, Mom. Merry Christmas to you, too.
Carmen is seen now with take out coffee on the streets of Los Angeles hailing a cab.
Carmen: Why do you even bother?
Mercedes: I don't know, I just don't know. How was the comedy club? Enjoy yourself?
Carmen: The stand up wasn't that bad, but I've seen better. Hey, could you hold on a second. I've got another call coming in.
Carmen changes over and pauses as a female voice is on the other end. It was her aunt, Mercedes and Jorge's mother. She speaks excitedly.
Estelle: Carmen?
Carmen: Uh, hi, auntie. How did you get my number?
Estelle: Don't be silly. Jorge gave it to me.
Carmen is surprised and taken back.
Estelle: So did you see -
Carmen: Yes, yes I did. The Pope's first Mass on TV. It was exhilarating. I would have been there, but tickets at the Vatican were sold out weeks ago.
Estelle: Well, you don't have to be sarcastic about it.
Carmen: I think Mercedes's view of life is rubbing off on me.
Carmen gets into the back seat of a taxi cab.
Carmen: (to cab driver) Wilshire and Santa Monica, please.
Cab Driver: You got it. Just so you know, it's gonna be that kind of evening. Traffic is backed up for miles.
Carmen: Ugh. I love LA.
Cut back to Mercedes's apartment
Mercedes: Hey, I hate to cut this short, but I'm going to be late for my flight.
Estelle: Where are you going to? Mexico, Hawaii, London....
Mercedes: New Jersey, the Taj Mahal of the Northeast.
Estelle: Oh, that sounds wonderful. At least you can go to the beach.
Mercedes: That's what they want you to believe. There are no "beaches" in New Jersey, there's the shore.
Estelle: Well, at least you can go to the shore.
Mercedes: And you don't go to the shore, you go "down the Shore".
Jorge: Except when you are there, you're not “at the shore.”, you're “down the Shore.”
Mercedes: Plus, this isn't Buenos Aires where it's hot all year long. It's 24 degrees over here and it's freezing.
Estelle: Well, at least you won't have to pump your own gas. Isn't it true that you never have to pump your own gas?
Mercedes: Yes, Mom. Apparently, New Jersey still believes in hiring gas attendants. (as she pulls the cellphone away from her ear) How's that letter coming along?
Jorge gives a thumbs sign. Mercedes glances at her watch.
Mercedes: Yeah, that's nice, Mom. Listen, I've got to go. Talk to you soon. Merry Christmas.
Estelle: Merry Christmas, Mercedes. Be safe. Merry Christmas, Jorge.
Jorge: Merry Christmas, Mom. Merry Christmas, Dad
Fernando: Merry Christmas, Jorge
Fernando: Merry Christmas, Mercedes. Safe travels.
Mercedes; Merry Christmas, Dad.
Estelle: Merry Christmas, Carmen.
Carmen: Merry Christmas, Auntie. Merry Christmas, Uncle.
Fernando: Merry Christmas, Carmen.
Jorge: Merry Christmas, Carmen.
Carmen: Merry Christmas, Jorge.
Mercedes: Merry Christmas, Carmen.
Carmen: Merry Christmas, Merce.
Jorge: Merry Christmas, Merce.
Mercedes: Merry Christmas, Jorge.
All hang up and fade.
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t h e
F U T U R E...
Mercedes (voiceover): Past...present...future.
Open outside of JFK International as Mercedes is heading towards the terminal. She takes out her boarding pass and looks at it with forlorn.
Mercedes (voiceover): My immediate future was four days away in East Rutherford, New Jersey. I was about to embark on a new journey in a new company. Was I ready to face Rayne, an old rival, in a city where I haven't had much success at? Physically, yes. Mentally, no. Just the same, there was no challenge that I wasn't up for and that I won't back down from, no matter who the opponent was.
Or the name of city.
The pre-boarding announcement came over the sound system again as Mercedes goes through a mental checklist then looks ahead towards her flight with a determined expression on her face.
Mercedes: Guess there's no turning back now.
Mercedes continues on to her destination as she slips on a pair of dark sunglasses as our scene fades.
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Rayne...Sandy...Long time, no see. How you been? Oh, and might I add that semi-retirement looks good on you?
I'll be the first to admit that I didn't think anyone would answer my challenge. While I did say I wanted to face anyone, I was hoping my opponent would be, oh I don't know, on the active roster?
I didn't think you of all people would accept, quite frankly. Really, I had no idea I was THAT important that you had to coax yourself out of comfort of your bed this week for our match, But hey, I'm here, you're here, and that's all that matters. If you're looking for another one-night-only appearance, you need only ask. You know me, I'm always happy to oblige.
And it's the holidays, so there's that.
Now, I could sit here and talk about how you're in your early 40s and have absolutely no business being in a wrestling ring. I could talk about how you should follow Kathleen Conway, who puts her family first ahead of her wrestling career. I could wax lyrical about the times you ended up getting fired in NCW, and, aside from your lengthy Starlets Tag Team Championship reign with Ayla, not much else can be said about your tenure, but where's the fun in that? You're not one to dwell in the past. You live for the moment, the right here and now. Learning from your past helps you in the present.
As for bringing up your age, well, there's a good chance you've heard that one before. Kinda like how I'm always being referred to as carry-on luggage whenever my tag title reigns are brought into question. But anyway, I know that age has nothing to do with the fact that you can still go as this stage. Like the saying goes, “you're as young as you feel.” I think the reason why you're just hanging around is because of your name, but what do I know? I'm just Mercedes Vargas.
Nobody wants to be reminded that their best days are behind them, and it's not like you're well know anyway, unlike yours truly. It's a shame that in two decades plus in the business, you have yet to really arrive. Still, globetrotter that you claim to be, was all those years wrestling in front of 100 people in high school gyms, bingo halls, and armories, really worth it?
Let that sink in for a moment.
You know, we never got that one on one match back in NCDub. I think this is long overdue, no? And speaking of NCW, it's kinda funny that you claimed that I left because I couldn't survive. Is that how the story went? OK, well, how do you explain how you and Ayla went AWOL for almost a year, then came back for a five month run before having your final swan song before the year was up? How can you make up for the fact that you left at the end of 2011 and I didn't leave until a year and a half later? Please enlighten my dark understanding, sweetheart, because I'm at a loss right now. Real talk? When you skedaddled out of NCW, I thought you were hanging up your boots for good. Turns out I was wrong.
So, what's changed? You had to ask?
OK, here's the Cliff Notes. You ready?
By the time you left, Rayne, Ayla was keeping her head above water, Mercedes Lewis and Ashlie Ember ended up being the final Starlets Tag Team Champions, if you can believe that, and, get this, the titles were unretired at one point to be fought over by male tag teams. Male tag teams! Alysson Gardner was unceremoniously fired, not to mention her all-new, all-different but not really version of BWA with Ayla and Emma was a total failure. Oh, and as for the Starlets Championship? Ashlie, Alysson, Jennifer Williams, Freya Kane, and then Jenny again all had turns with the title before Little Miss Pixelated Princess ended up as the final champion. Of course, because she's distracted by shiny objects, that night at A Night to Remember, she also became the final NCW World Champion, moments after Alex Jones beat Roberto Verona, ending his lengthy reign.
I don't blame you if you're head is spinning right now.
I know, it's a lot to take in, but that's what you missed out on, Rayne. You can thank me later for filling you in.
The reason why I left wasn't because I couldn't hang in NCW. No, the reason why I left is because when you and Ayla left, when Amy “Roxxxie” Marshall left, when Alysson Gardner left, when Trish Newborn left, when Freya Kane left, competition in the Starlets Division went along with it, and I had no reason to stay. Sure, Kathleen, Emma, Zelda and Crystal were still around, but even they weren't enough to convince me to stay. So yeah, Rayne, I went elsewhere. The only difference is when I had my final match, unlike you, I actually beat Shelly Taylor-Jones.
When I left NCW in March, two months before they had their final show and closed its doors for good, I didn't really see myself joining either of the fledgling, upstart promotions that decided to continue the NCW legacy and it's not like I was THAT desperate either, because I was plenty busy working in other places at the time. Now, granted, I wasn't around when IWF opened, but I'm here now. And just as in Championship Pro Wrestling - the other company where some members of NCW migrated to and where I spent the time as a "Siren" in their women's division for the two months before the place closed - I see some familiar faces. They know who they are.
And there isn't a Zelda Knite sighting for miles. It's just as well. I think having a Zelda free zone is good for business, though maybe the reason why she's not in an IWF ring has a lot to do with me more than than it does IWF not reaching out to her. Honestly? I don't see why everyone is so scared or intimidated of her. Why does everyone think she's such a challenge? Take it from me, clearly she's not. And I'll just leave it at that.
Let's bring this back to where this should be. And that's me and you, Sandra Rayne.
A lot of people are saying that my open challenge will be my undoing considering who I'm facing this Sunday, and maybe they're right. Because the critics, doubters, and naysayers know that in the past matches we've had against one another, you seem to always have my number. Say what you want about Kat and my tag team reign, but the one time I had to team with you and Ayla and the one time I had to team with you and her individually, I didn't royally choke like you thought I would have. If you still think I couldn't hang, consider the fact that I pinned Ayla's shoulders to the mat not once, but twice.
And when we were tag partners? The way I remember it, you were the one who ended up on their back.
If there is one thing I respect about you, it's that you have a great judge of character. I mean, it's nice that you think that I hate you. I think it's you who really hate me. And I can tell. I can tell, because every time we get in the ring, every time my name is next to yours on a typical card, you wonder aloud, “why me?”, your skin crawls and you scrunch up your face, it's there – wrinkles and all. That doesn't mean that I don't respect you. It's why I pay tribute to you when I call you "Miss Twenty-Year Veteran.", well, it's "Miss Twenty-Four Year Veteran" now, but you know where I'm coming from, right?
So color me surprised that you really want to punch me in the face. The waste of space talent named Mercedes Vargas who didn't amount to anything in NCW, who couldn't draw, and has the reputation of being a glorified choke artist, who was just there to fill the quota.
Sure, you've embarrassed me, you've humiliated me, but you were never able to pin me.
So, this is it, the perfect storm. Two veterans of the sport are set on a collision course for this Sunday. For me, I've reached the put-up-or-shut-up stage. This match could not as come at a better time for either of us and while I may not be Santa Claus, I'll say this much, I'm sure our match will be the gift that keeps on giving long after this pay-per-view is over. That I can promise you.
Oh, and as for good luck? Yeah, you can have that. I don't need luck, sweetheart. I'm already good.
Well howdy there pardner.