Thursday, December 28, 2017

New Opportunities

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Off Camera
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The Braddock Wrestling School is an amazing sight in the daylight.  Students who attend the school are struck by the near run-down appearance of the legendary establishment, an establishment that still pumps out some of the best wrestlers in the world today.  In the moonlight of night time in London, England it is almost a fearful sight.  It looks like a place you want to avoid for fear of being mugged.  But for Julia Braddock this place is neither an awe-inspiring sight nor is it a fearful sight.  Whether it is daytime or nighttime, this place for Julia Braddock is simply home.  This building contains wonderful memories of her, Glory, and Matthew training together, learning the tools of the trade together under the infamous Glenn Braddock.  It also contains bad memories, memories of Julia becoming weak and resorting to drugs in order to deal with the pressure of living up to the Braddock name.  This place reminds her of the time she came crawling back to Glenn Braddock and begged him for his forgiveness and asked to be allowed back to the Braddock family.  For Julia Braddock, whether memories are good or bad, this place will always be like a second home to her.  This is why she is not afraid of it nor is she intimidated by it as the fancy black Lexus pulls up in the parking lot in the dead of night.

Julia Braddock exits the fancy vehicle and walks towards the school.  She walks with a purpose and a clear determination in her stride until she gets to the front door.   She stops and pushes it open.  She finds the lights are dimly lit and no one is anywhere in sight.  Equipment is strewn about.  It looks like a warzone.

But that’s normal for the Braddock Wrestling School.

She was summoned here tonight by her father, Glenn Braddock.  Yes, the same Glenn Braddock who is also the father of MCW General Manager Glory Braddock.  The Braddock family has many connections and for the longest time Julia’s father had been training her during her time with UWA.  Unfortunately UWA has now come to an end and she suspects that Glenn is about to inform her that this means their training sessions will also be ending as well.

“Glenn?  Dad, where are you?”

There is no sight of him and no answer back to her demand.  Julia notices the office light is turned on.  She turns and walks towards the office.  The only sound that is heard is the sound of her high heels clicking across the hard concrete floor.  Julia makes it to the office door and shoves it open just as she did the front door.  Immediately she finds Glenn Braddock sitting there at his desk with one arm folded across the other.  Glenn is staring blankly ahead.  Julia stares back at him.  She has never seen him like this and is growing more and more concerned by the second.

“Dad?  Are you ok?”

“You’re late.”

He says with a low growl in his voice.  Despite this, it brings a slight smile to her face.  This is the Glenn Braddock she knows.  This is her father.  Glenn Braddock is the type of guy who would send Godzilla running for the relative safety of the nearest active volcano.  The fact that he isn’t shaken up too much is enough for Julia.

“Some things never change, do they dad?” Julia pipes in cheerfully.

“They better if you expect me to continue training you.”

That was meant as a threat but, once again, it doesn’t have the desired effect.  Julia wants to continue training with her father.  Glenn Braddock is a legend all over Europe, but especially England, for his Greco-Roman abilities.  He adapted quickly to the professionals and has trained some world champions, including MCW World Champions Glory Braddock and Sophie O’Brian.  She was worried that the shutdown of UWA would mean the end of their teacher-student relationship but knowing that he intends to continue training her is a sign of good things.  It shows by the wide ear to ear grin on her face, which Glenn Braddock takes immediate note of.

“What’s with that grin on your face?”

“Sorry, dad, but I’m just so happy to hear that you still intend to train me.  I mean, I thought for sure that you were calling me in here to tell me you were done teaching me.”

“You still have a lot to learn about me, then.” He motions to a chair in front of his desk. “Sit down.”

“Sure.” Julia sits down at the chair. Meanwhile Glenn leans back and sighs.

“I’m getting old, perhaps I’m getting too old for this shit…”

“No way, dad.  You’re still the best.  You’re Britain’s Best, remember?”

“Yeah, they used to call me that, some still do, but you and your sister, you are The Best in the World.  Your sister has done a pretty good job slowly taking over the running of this place, training the new students.  I don’t as much work for this school as I used to.  One day, maybe in the near future, you and your sister will have full control of this place and you’ll have to decide what to do with it.”

“Don’t talk like that, dad.” Julia answers, shaking her head. “You still have several good years left in you.  You trained me to a world championship.  Don’t forget that.”

“I remember.” Glenn answers, nodding his head. “But I’m still getting old, and I can’t do this much longer.  Hell, if it were any other of my students whose wrestling federation shut down, I’d just tell them to fuck off.”

Glenn Braddock is definitely not an emotional human being.  It’s rare that he ever shows emotions but in this one rare occasion, he betrays himself by showing a warm grin on his face.

“But I can’t do that to you.”

“What are you saying?”

“I spoke with your sister.  She agrees with me.”

“Agrees with you about what?”

“I’m still going to train you, and together we’ve even negotiated you a deal to compete in a new place.” He winks. “You’ll get to work with your sister again.”

“Motor City Wrestling?” Julia asks.  Glenn just nods his head in respond. “I’d love that, I really would, but I…” she shakes her head “…I can’t.  I don’t want receive any help.  I don’t want anyone to think I’m getting ahead because of friends in high places or…”

“Oh cut that shit out now!” Glenn exclaims, his normal gruff tone returning. “MCW has new ownership, Rayne Young and Constance Black.  Do you really think that they’d let Glory help you take a shortcut in any way?  Not that you would.  I raised you better than that.”

Glenn stands up out of his chair and Julia follows suit.

“This is another chance, Julia.  What do you think?”

“Honestly, I think…” she grins “…I think this is brilliant!”



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On Camera
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Surprise!

I bet few would expect to see me here.  And honestly, I never thought I’d find myself here either.  But fate is a funny thing.  You never know what will happen and while my former home, UWA, closed up its doors, another set of doors opened up wide for “The Kensington Knockout” and those doors lead to Detroit; those doors lead to Motor City Wrestling.

The ink just dried on my new MCW contract and I am definitely excited about competing here for the fans of MCW, fans that my sister loved so much when she competed here.  She told me all about how passionate the MCW fans are and so they should be.  From what I’ve observed MCW has always given the fans top quality action from some of the best performers all over the world.  Now I get to be a part of a proud tradition, a tradition started over a decade ago, a tradition that my sister, Glory Braddock, helped build.

Now I will my own touch of Best in the World Braddock Excellence to that tradition.  I will add the unique style of The Kensington Knockout to the great tradition of Motor City Wrestling.  And I think the fans will love to see what I can bring to the table.

But they won’t have to wait long.  The Shattered Dreams card may already be booked up but I did hear about this open invitational battle royal.  Well I’m hereby accepting the invitation to the invitational.

Open Invitationals tend to bring out anyone and everyone as it is, but add to that the fact that a championship match is on the line and you can imagine the number of people who will throw their names into the hat for this one.  I imagine it’ll be bloody chaos and anarchy reigning supreme.  But if there’s anything about Julia Braddock that you can take to the bank it’s that I am ready for anything and I am ready for anyone.

And what better way to make an instant impact at the new place than by winning this battle royal on my very first night and thus earning a shot at any title I see fit.

Even the main championship itself, be it world or elite, whatever you want to call it.  Think about that as an impact; win a battle royal in match one, win the world title in match two.


You don’t get much better than that and you don’t get much better than me.  Now I understand battle royals are crazy, out of control, and unpredictable.  So I won’t be that bold and go ahead and declare myself winner before the bell even rings.  But I’ll say this much, each and every fan in that arena will witness the performance of a lifetime from yours truly in my MCW debut and any of my opponents, anyone who dares enter that match with me, will realize just why the Braddocks really are The Best in the World, because if I’m going down in defeat, I guarantee I will take a few of those bloody tarts with me.




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On Camera
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I hope you were paying close attention and I hope you heard every word she said.  That is who you’re going to have to contend with if you get it in your head that you actually have a chance at winning that battle royal.  If you think for one bloody minute that you stand a chance then think again.  She isn’t just The Kensington Knockout and she isn’t just one of the Best in the World.  She is my daughter, she is a Braddock, and the spirit of competition runs through her blood.  She will do what it takes to win and run through anyone and everyone who gets in her way.  It’s how I trained her.  I train her to be ruthless, aggressive, and to do what it takes to get that win.

Julia tends to hold back a little when it comes to these sons of bitches, but I don’t.  So let tell you fruitcakes how it really is; if you enter this battle royal, Julia Braddock is going to tear you apart.

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