DING!
Both women carefully strode from their corners and met in the center of the ring. After tying up collar-
and-elbow, Tamar’s superior size began to tell the tale as she slowly pushed Debbie toward the ropes.
Suddenly, the Canadian beauty spun around behind Tamar, wrapped her arms around the brunette’s
waist and pivoted before she lifted her foe into the air and drove her into the canvas with a perfect
German suplex.
Before Principessa Siciliana could shake off the maneuver, Debbie kipped to her feet and moved behind
the rising Italian beauty. Again, The Suplex Mistress grabbed Tamar around the waist and pivoted; this
time she tossed the brunette into the air with a textbook release German Suplex. Debbie immediately
rolled to her feet and as The Ballistic Bombshell staggered to her feet, the Canadian slammed a stiff kick
into the Amazon’s stomach which doubled her over. The Canadian beauty locked on a front facelock
and with a handful of Tamar’s suit, jerked the Italian grappler into the air and drove her into the canvas
with a stiff snap suplex. Debbie quickly rolled through and hooked Tamar’s leg for the count as Cynthia
dropped down to make the count.
ONE…
TWO…
The Ballistic Bombshell easily shoved her foe off and interrupted the count as a small ‘DEBBIE’ chant
erupted from the crowd.
NIKKI: Well, we clearly see how Debbie got her nickname.
PARIS: It won’t matter soon. Tamar will show she is the superior woman and put away the Canadian.
Again, Debbie was the first to her feet and quickly moved in on the rising Tamar. The Suplex Mistress
pulled her opponent into another front facelock, but before she could secure a grip on her foe, Tamar
began slamming forearms into the ribs of the Canadian beauty. Debbie responded with a stiff kneelift
that staggered the Amazon. A boot to the midsection doubled over Tamar and allowed Debbie to re-
apply the front facelock and grab a handful of Tamar’s suit. The Suplex Mistress lifted her opponent into
the air and held her there for nearly ten seconds before she fell backwards and slammed Tamar into the
mat with a picturesque hesitation suplex.
The Canadian pulled the stunned Principessa Siciliana up and wrapped her arms around her foe like in a
bearhug. Before Debbie could execute her maneuver, Tamar slammed a vicious headbutt into the
Canadian’s nose. A second headbutt broke Debbie’s grip and allowed Tamar to lock her smaller foe in a
tight headlock. The Ballistic Bombshell then took the Canadian beauty to the mat with a hip toss while
she maintained the strength sapping maneuver. Cynthia leaned in to check on Debbie as Tamar
tightened the hold while she leaned onto her opponent.
Slowly, Debbie forced her foe off her and pushed the Italian beauty to her feet. Before The Suplex
Mistress could counter, Tamar flipped behind her and locked a hammerlock on the Canadian beauty.
When the middleweight began searching for a counter, Tamar switched to a wristlock that then
transitioned into an arm wringer. When Tamar flipped her opponent to the mat and then dropped down
to administer another headlock, a ‘boring’ chant filtered through part of the crowd.
NIKKI: The fans clearly are not impressed with Tamar’s choice of moves.
PARIS: That’s because they are idiots. Tamar is showing her true knowledge of wrestling as these are
wear-down holds. They will sap Debbie’s stamina and allow her to be easy pickings.
When Tamar was forced to her feet by Debbie, she abandoned the headlock and scooped her foe into
her arms before bodyslamming the Canadian beauty to the canvas. A confident Tamar went to pull
Debbie up only fall victim to a kickout by The Suplex Mistress. However, when Debbie kipped back up
and tried to press her advantage, Tamar was ready and took the middleweight to the mat with a perfectly
executed armdrag.
The Ballistic Bombshell rolled to her feet and headed toward the rising Debbie. A knife-edged chop sent
the Canadian beauty reeling back into the nearby corner. Tamar then grabbed her opponent by the
wrist and started to whip her across the ring. The Suplex Mistress abruptly put on brakes and pulled the
shocked Tamar into a bearhug. Debbie then quickly pivoted and threw her opponent over her head with
a massive belly-to-belly suplex that sent the Amazon crashing into the canvas.
NIKKI: It looked like Tamar was going to take control but Debbie countered magnificently and is still
dictating the pace of the match.
PARIS: Debbie is very lucky…..so far.
The Suplex Mistress yanked Tamar off the canvas and laced into the stunned brunette with a European
uppercut that sent her careening back into the nearby corner. Debbie quickly followed up with a
thunderous knife-edged chop that snapped the head back of the Ballistic Bombshell. With Tamar’s arms
draped over the top rope, Debbie climbed to the second rope and began raining down right hand after
right hand into the face of the trapped brunette.
As the crowd began to count the blows, Debbie was unaware that Tamar’s arms were no longer draped
over the top rope. Suddenly, the Ballistic Bombshell reached up, grabbed Debbie in powerbomb position
and took two steps toward the center of the ring before the Canadian began struggling. With her grip
failing, Tamar fell backwards and released her opponent. Unfortunately, Debbie tried to land in the
corner but instead, slipped and slammed face first into the top of the steel ringpost before she careened
off and landed face first onto the edge of the steel steps below.
NIKKI: OH GOD! I think Tamar just injured Debbie; her face hit the ringpost and those steps and that
can’t be good.
PARIS: The Queen of the Obvious has spoken people.
The official warned a concerned looking Tamar to back away as she exited the ring to check on the
downed grappler. Somehow, the Canadian beauty was stirring and made it to her knees. Debbie
cradled her face in her hands as crimson streamed through her fingers and down her arms. When she
finally pulled her hands away from her face, the horrific damage was apparent. The Canadian’s right eye
was nearly swollen shut as a gash ran across her cheekbone beneath it. Worse yet was the gash that
ran from just over Debbie’s left eye, through the eyebrow to the bridge of her nose. Blood poured from
that wound and quickly made the face of The Suplex Mistress a crimson mask.
With blood running freely from both wounds, Cynthia moved in to check the severity of the cuts when
Debbie shoved her aside and half-stumbled, half-staggered over to the ring and rolled inside. Slowly, the
Canadian grappler stumbled to her feet, the blood flow combined with the swelling from the wounds
clearly hampering her vision. When Tamar seemed to hesitate in tying back up with her, The Suplex
Mistress waved her foe forward for a lockup.
When Debbie leaned forward, Tamar feinted to her left before she spun around and nailed the visually
impaired Debbie with a rear elbow strike that sent the brunette stumbling against the ropes. The Ballistic
Bombshell moved in, grabbed her opponent by the wrist and whipped her across the ring. When Debbie
rebounded, Tamar sped toward her foe and nailed her with a running boot to the face that nearly took
the Canadian’s head off; a wad of blood flew through the air upon impact.
NIKKI: So much for Tamar and her being a role model; she nearly took Debbie’s head off with that move.
PARIS: So far, Tamar has done nothing illegal. Debbie suffered a bad break when she slipped and fell
onto the ringpost. You cannot blame Tamar for Debbie’s clumsiness.
NIKKI: Well, I do blame Tamar.
As Tamar pulled her blood soaked opponent off the canvas, she looked at the referee cautiously for a
second before she pulled Debbie into a front facelock. Principessa Siciliana tensed for a second, then
grabbed a handful of her opponent’s shorts and lifted the Canadian grappler into the air before she
drove the skull of The Suplex Mistress with a sick-looking implant DDT. The impact left a blood splatter
on the canvas as Debbie began to twitch on the mat while holding her head.
Before Cynthia could move in to check on Debbie, Tamar pulled her opponent off the canvas, spun her
around and locked on an arm triangle choke. The Canadian feebly struggled against her foe’s grip
before Tamar hooked the leg of The Suplex Mistress and drove her, face-first into the canvas with her
finisher, THE BALLISTIC BOMBSHELL [arm triangle choke into a STO]. Another smear of crimson was
left on the canvas when Tamar rolled Debbie onto her back and casually covered her foe.
ONE…
TWO…
THRE-
At the very last second, Debbie managed to roll a shoulder off the canvas and prevent Cynthia from
making the final count.
NIKKI: Wow! I don’t know how Debbie escaped that pinning predicament, but I think she should have
just stayed down. Now, Cynthia has to call this match; Debbie is losing too much blood.
PARIS: Believe it or not, I completely agree. So far though, Cynthia has been too stupid to save Debbie
from permanent injury and Tamar is being way too kind in not punishing the Canadian.
NIKKI: Yeah, I see the kindness smeared all over the canvas.
Tamar hung head for a moment, upset at not securing a better pin, before she got to her feet and pulled
the dazed and bloodied Canadian beauty up. The Ballistic Bombshell hesitated for a second as she shot
a glance over at Cynthia who was calling out Debbie’s name in an attempt to see if she responded. A
slight smile came over Tamar’s face as she wrapped one hand around her opponent’s throat while she
grabbed a handful of Debbie’s short with the other. A second later, Tamar lifted her bloodied foe into the
air, spun around and drove her into the canvas with her finisher, DEEP IMPACT [spinning chokeslam].
More crimson flew off Debbie’s face as she slammed into the canvas before she flip-flopped onto her
stomach. As she faded in and out of consciousness, The Suplex Mistress slowly began to crawl toward
the ropes, leaving a bloody trail as she inched closer. Tamar started to press her attack but was cut off
by Cynthia who then knelt beside the agonized grappler to check her condition. A second later, the
referee waved to the timekeeper to ring the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
LILLIAN GARCIA: The referee has stopped the match due to Debbie Leung’s wounds and no longer
being able to defend herself. Your winner by stoppage, The Ballistic Bombshell, Tamar LiCalzi-Perks!
The crowd began to boo Tamar mercilessly as she looked around the arena, resigned to the response.
The Ballistic Bombshell knelt beside the semi-conscious Debbie before she helped Cynthia roll the
bloodied beauty toward the ropes.
NIKKI: Unfortunately, Debbie’s debut was not a successful one; thanks mainly to Tamar introducing her
to the ringpost and steps.
PARIS: Are you suggesting that Tamar did that intentionally?
NIKKI: I believe she did. In fact, I think she wanted to throw Debbie clear out of the ring, but didn’t. If
she had, who knows how badly she could have injured Debbie.
PARIS: More injured? She has no face now so I don’t know how much worse it could have been. It
doesn’t matter though….the good girl won.
NIKKI: That’s not how these fans see it.
The crowd continued to boo Tamar as she shook her head knowingly. Slowly, the tall brunette exited the
ring and pulled the blood-soaked grappler out with her; cradling the Canadian’s head against her
shoulder while she seemed to try to comfort the semi-conscious Debbie. Suddenly, a fan at ringside
threw a cup of some beverage at the victorious brunette. Tamar reacted by shoving Debbie into the
nearby steel ringpost while she ducked the drenching. As Debbie’s face collided with the ringpost yet
again, she collapsed to the arena floor in a heap as the boos from crowd reached new levels.
When Tamar attempted to check on Debbie again, Cynthia quickly leapt through the ropes and blocked
the brunette’s path as she ordered Principessa Siciliana to head to the back. The victorious brunette
reluctantly complied and as she headed up the ramp, medical personnel passed her on the way to the
ringside area.
NIKKI: Now that was really uncalled for. She already scarred Debbie and then had to make a point by
smashing her into the ringpost again; totally unforgivable.
PARIS: There you go again; blaming poor Tamar. I’m sure she had a good reason for it.
NIKKI: You would think that, but these fans don’t and I’m with them.
PARIS: Of course; losers stick together.
NIKKI: We’ll be back in a few minutes.
Both women carefully strode from their corners and met in the center of the ring. After tying up collar-
and-elbow, Tamar’s superior size began to tell the tale as she slowly pushed Debbie toward the ropes.
Suddenly, the Canadian beauty spun around behind Tamar, wrapped her arms around the brunette’s
waist and pivoted before she lifted her foe into the air and drove her into the canvas with a perfect
German suplex.
Before Principessa Siciliana could shake off the maneuver, Debbie kipped to her feet and moved behind
the rising Italian beauty. Again, The Suplex Mistress grabbed Tamar around the waist and pivoted; this
time she tossed the brunette into the air with a textbook release German Suplex. Debbie immediately
rolled to her feet and as The Ballistic Bombshell staggered to her feet, the Canadian slammed a stiff kick
into the Amazon’s stomach which doubled her over. The Canadian beauty locked on a front facelock
and with a handful of Tamar’s suit, jerked the Italian grappler into the air and drove her into the canvas
with a stiff snap suplex. Debbie quickly rolled through and hooked Tamar’s leg for the count as Cynthia
dropped down to make the count.
ONE…
TWO…
The Ballistic Bombshell easily shoved her foe off and interrupted the count as a small ‘DEBBIE’ chant
erupted from the crowd.
NIKKI: Well, we clearly see how Debbie got her nickname.
PARIS: It won’t matter soon. Tamar will show she is the superior woman and put away the Canadian.
Again, Debbie was the first to her feet and quickly moved in on the rising Tamar. The Suplex Mistress
pulled her opponent into another front facelock, but before she could secure a grip on her foe, Tamar
began slamming forearms into the ribs of the Canadian beauty. Debbie responded with a stiff kneelift
that staggered the Amazon. A boot to the midsection doubled over Tamar and allowed Debbie to re-
apply the front facelock and grab a handful of Tamar’s suit. The Suplex Mistress lifted her opponent into
the air and held her there for nearly ten seconds before she fell backwards and slammed Tamar into the
mat with a picturesque hesitation suplex.
The Canadian pulled the stunned Principessa Siciliana up and wrapped her arms around her foe like in a
bearhug. Before Debbie could execute her maneuver, Tamar slammed a vicious headbutt into the
Canadian’s nose. A second headbutt broke Debbie’s grip and allowed Tamar to lock her smaller foe in a
tight headlock. The Ballistic Bombshell then took the Canadian beauty to the mat with a hip toss while
she maintained the strength sapping maneuver. Cynthia leaned in to check on Debbie as Tamar
tightened the hold while she leaned onto her opponent.
Slowly, Debbie forced her foe off her and pushed the Italian beauty to her feet. Before The Suplex
Mistress could counter, Tamar flipped behind her and locked a hammerlock on the Canadian beauty.
When the middleweight began searching for a counter, Tamar switched to a wristlock that then
transitioned into an arm wringer. When Tamar flipped her opponent to the mat and then dropped down
to administer another headlock, a ‘boring’ chant filtered through part of the crowd.
NIKKI: The fans clearly are not impressed with Tamar’s choice of moves.
PARIS: That’s because they are idiots. Tamar is showing her true knowledge of wrestling as these are
wear-down holds. They will sap Debbie’s stamina and allow her to be easy pickings.
When Tamar was forced to her feet by Debbie, she abandoned the headlock and scooped her foe into
her arms before bodyslamming the Canadian beauty to the canvas. A confident Tamar went to pull
Debbie up only fall victim to a kickout by The Suplex Mistress. However, when Debbie kipped back up
and tried to press her advantage, Tamar was ready and took the middleweight to the mat with a perfectly
executed armdrag.
The Ballistic Bombshell rolled to her feet and headed toward the rising Debbie. A knife-edged chop sent
the Canadian beauty reeling back into the nearby corner. Tamar then grabbed her opponent by the
wrist and started to whip her across the ring. The Suplex Mistress abruptly put on brakes and pulled the
shocked Tamar into a bearhug. Debbie then quickly pivoted and threw her opponent over her head with
a massive belly-to-belly suplex that sent the Amazon crashing into the canvas.
NIKKI: It looked like Tamar was going to take control but Debbie countered magnificently and is still
dictating the pace of the match.
PARIS: Debbie is very lucky…..so far.
The Suplex Mistress yanked Tamar off the canvas and laced into the stunned brunette with a European
uppercut that sent her careening back into the nearby corner. Debbie quickly followed up with a
thunderous knife-edged chop that snapped the head back of the Ballistic Bombshell. With Tamar’s arms
draped over the top rope, Debbie climbed to the second rope and began raining down right hand after
right hand into the face of the trapped brunette.
As the crowd began to count the blows, Debbie was unaware that Tamar’s arms were no longer draped
over the top rope. Suddenly, the Ballistic Bombshell reached up, grabbed Debbie in powerbomb position
and took two steps toward the center of the ring before the Canadian began struggling. With her grip
failing, Tamar fell backwards and released her opponent. Unfortunately, Debbie tried to land in the
corner but instead, slipped and slammed face first into the top of the steel ringpost before she careened
off and landed face first onto the edge of the steel steps below.
NIKKI: OH GOD! I think Tamar just injured Debbie; her face hit the ringpost and those steps and that
can’t be good.
PARIS: The Queen of the Obvious has spoken people.
The official warned a concerned looking Tamar to back away as she exited the ring to check on the
downed grappler. Somehow, the Canadian beauty was stirring and made it to her knees. Debbie
cradled her face in her hands as crimson streamed through her fingers and down her arms. When she
finally pulled her hands away from her face, the horrific damage was apparent. The Canadian’s right eye
was nearly swollen shut as a gash ran across her cheekbone beneath it. Worse yet was the gash that
ran from just over Debbie’s left eye, through the eyebrow to the bridge of her nose. Blood poured from
that wound and quickly made the face of The Suplex Mistress a crimson mask.
With blood running freely from both wounds, Cynthia moved in to check the severity of the cuts when
Debbie shoved her aside and half-stumbled, half-staggered over to the ring and rolled inside. Slowly, the
Canadian grappler stumbled to her feet, the blood flow combined with the swelling from the wounds
clearly hampering her vision. When Tamar seemed to hesitate in tying back up with her, The Suplex
Mistress waved her foe forward for a lockup.
When Debbie leaned forward, Tamar feinted to her left before she spun around and nailed the visually
impaired Debbie with a rear elbow strike that sent the brunette stumbling against the ropes. The Ballistic
Bombshell moved in, grabbed her opponent by the wrist and whipped her across the ring. When Debbie
rebounded, Tamar sped toward her foe and nailed her with a running boot to the face that nearly took
the Canadian’s head off; a wad of blood flew through the air upon impact.
NIKKI: So much for Tamar and her being a role model; she nearly took Debbie’s head off with that move.
PARIS: So far, Tamar has done nothing illegal. Debbie suffered a bad break when she slipped and fell
onto the ringpost. You cannot blame Tamar for Debbie’s clumsiness.
NIKKI: Well, I do blame Tamar.
As Tamar pulled her blood soaked opponent off the canvas, she looked at the referee cautiously for a
second before she pulled Debbie into a front facelock. Principessa Siciliana tensed for a second, then
grabbed a handful of her opponent’s shorts and lifted the Canadian grappler into the air before she
drove the skull of The Suplex Mistress with a sick-looking implant DDT. The impact left a blood splatter
on the canvas as Debbie began to twitch on the mat while holding her head.
Before Cynthia could move in to check on Debbie, Tamar pulled her opponent off the canvas, spun her
around and locked on an arm triangle choke. The Canadian feebly struggled against her foe’s grip
before Tamar hooked the leg of The Suplex Mistress and drove her, face-first into the canvas with her
finisher, THE BALLISTIC BOMBSHELL [arm triangle choke into a STO]. Another smear of crimson was
left on the canvas when Tamar rolled Debbie onto her back and casually covered her foe.
ONE…
TWO…
THRE-
At the very last second, Debbie managed to roll a shoulder off the canvas and prevent Cynthia from
making the final count.
NIKKI: Wow! I don’t know how Debbie escaped that pinning predicament, but I think she should have
just stayed down. Now, Cynthia has to call this match; Debbie is losing too much blood.
PARIS: Believe it or not, I completely agree. So far though, Cynthia has been too stupid to save Debbie
from permanent injury and Tamar is being way too kind in not punishing the Canadian.
NIKKI: Yeah, I see the kindness smeared all over the canvas.
Tamar hung head for a moment, upset at not securing a better pin, before she got to her feet and pulled
the dazed and bloodied Canadian beauty up. The Ballistic Bombshell hesitated for a second as she shot
a glance over at Cynthia who was calling out Debbie’s name in an attempt to see if she responded. A
slight smile came over Tamar’s face as she wrapped one hand around her opponent’s throat while she
grabbed a handful of Debbie’s short with the other. A second later, Tamar lifted her bloodied foe into the
air, spun around and drove her into the canvas with her finisher, DEEP IMPACT [spinning chokeslam].
More crimson flew off Debbie’s face as she slammed into the canvas before she flip-flopped onto her
stomach. As she faded in and out of consciousness, The Suplex Mistress slowly began to crawl toward
the ropes, leaving a bloody trail as she inched closer. Tamar started to press her attack but was cut off
by Cynthia who then knelt beside the agonized grappler to check her condition. A second later, the
referee waved to the timekeeper to ring the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
LILLIAN GARCIA: The referee has stopped the match due to Debbie Leung’s wounds and no longer
being able to defend herself. Your winner by stoppage, The Ballistic Bombshell, Tamar LiCalzi-Perks!
The crowd began to boo Tamar mercilessly as she looked around the arena, resigned to the response.
The Ballistic Bombshell knelt beside the semi-conscious Debbie before she helped Cynthia roll the
bloodied beauty toward the ropes.
NIKKI: Unfortunately, Debbie’s debut was not a successful one; thanks mainly to Tamar introducing her
to the ringpost and steps.
PARIS: Are you suggesting that Tamar did that intentionally?
NIKKI: I believe she did. In fact, I think she wanted to throw Debbie clear out of the ring, but didn’t. If
she had, who knows how badly she could have injured Debbie.
PARIS: More injured? She has no face now so I don’t know how much worse it could have been. It
doesn’t matter though….the good girl won.
NIKKI: That’s not how these fans see it.
The crowd continued to boo Tamar as she shook her head knowingly. Slowly, the tall brunette exited the
ring and pulled the blood-soaked grappler out with her; cradling the Canadian’s head against her
shoulder while she seemed to try to comfort the semi-conscious Debbie. Suddenly, a fan at ringside
threw a cup of some beverage at the victorious brunette. Tamar reacted by shoving Debbie into the
nearby steel ringpost while she ducked the drenching. As Debbie’s face collided with the ringpost yet
again, she collapsed to the arena floor in a heap as the boos from crowd reached new levels.
When Tamar attempted to check on Debbie again, Cynthia quickly leapt through the ropes and blocked
the brunette’s path as she ordered Principessa Siciliana to head to the back. The victorious brunette
reluctantly complied and as she headed up the ramp, medical personnel passed her on the way to the
ringside area.
NIKKI: Now that was really uncalled for. She already scarred Debbie and then had to make a point by
smashing her into the ringpost again; totally unforgivable.
PARIS: There you go again; blaming poor Tamar. I’m sure she had a good reason for it.
NIKKI: You would think that, but these fans don’t and I’m with them.
PARIS: Of course; losers stick together.
NIKKI: We’ll be back in a few minutes.
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NIKKI: We’ve got the debut of two new wrestlers, Paris.
PARIS: Well, I don’t know much about Debbie Leung, but Tamar is a close, personal friend.
NIKKI: Somehow, that figures.
PARIS: Maybe you’d like to tell her that yourself. I mean how you look down upon her.
NIKKI: I don’t look down on her, just her point of view.
PARIS: Typical….coming from a trampy, red-haired tart like yourself.
NIKKI: Like you have room to talk. Anyway, we have both women in the back with the Duff sisters.
Haylie, take it away.
HAYLIE: Debbie, you’re finally making your debut in the A.F.W. after a highly successful stint in the
minor leagues. How do you think you’ll stack up to the great talent here?
DEBBIE: Well Haylie, I have been waiting for this for some time. This is where the big girls play and I
have come here to show everyone that I belong. Hopefully, my debut will be a successful one.
HAYLIE: Your opponent tonight also has had a wonderful record in the minors. Surprisingly, you two
have never met. What are your thoughts on Tamar?
DEBBIE: Tamar’s very talented in the ring and her original outlook was…..well…..let’s just say it was not
my cup of tea. But just before she finished in the minors, she adopted a different outlook….at least
inside the ring. Still, you know the old saying about a leopard not changing their spots, so I expect to
face the old Tamar and show her why they call me The Suplex Mistress.
HAYLIE: Over to you sis.
HILARY: Thanks Haylie. I’m standing next to Tamar LiCalzi-Perks. Tamar, you make your debut in the
AFW tonight. What would you like to say to the fans?
TAMAR: Hillary, let me take the time to tell you how wonderful it is to be here. Having come from
another league, I can truly see that this is where the big girls play.
HILARY: Well I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself. Tonight you’re taking on Debbie Leung. Any thoughts
going into this match?
TAMAR: Well Hillary, let me tell you how much I admire and respect Debbie. A woman who has achieved
her goals the hard way; through hard work, dedication, talent, and respect. Unfortunately, right now we’
re living in a world that doesn’t understand the meaning of these words.
HILARY: What do you mean Tamar?
TAMAR: I remember back when wrestling presented itself as family entertainment. An escape from the
reality of our world. A place where value was placed in talent. In two athletes, competing on the highest
stage, using all their skills to defeat their opponent. And then after the match was over, more often or
not, the wrestlers would congratulate the other on a hard fought match. Perhaps they’d share a drink
after. But it was always about respect. Respect for your opponent. Respect for the fans. Respect for
the past. Respect for this industry.
TAMAR: So it saddens me to say that those days seem to be gone. The world has changed. And I
would say it hasn’t been for the better. The wrestlers have changed. The fans have changed. And I’m
sad.
HILARY: What do you mean? We’ve got great fans here in the AFW.
TAMAR: I’m not implying they are not great fans. I love all our fans. But I would say they are greatly
misguided. I remember the days when wrestlers like Mick Foley would cut a promo, going to great
lengths to draw you into his world, bearing his soul, and make you think about and debate his actions.
Today, it’s “Let’s just pull a sock out of my pants.” Today, all the fans want to hear is “Suck It.”
TAMAR: Understand this everyone. I love you. I want nothing but the best for you. And I don’t blame
you for what’s happened. Perhaps it’s the world we live in. A world where deaths of disgraced musicians
is headline news, while the wars in other countries are covered up. A world where talented actresses
giving their all for the role of a lifetime, are ignored for the woman with the best bikini body. A world
where wrestling has lost its way.
TAMAR: You see, in places like Japan, Europe, Mexico, the fans still remember the art form of
professional wrestling. The women there do not have to be “Divas.” They just have to put on the best
show, tell the best stories, and provide the greatest action. But here and now? We’re looking for women
with the best boob job.
TAMAR: And again, I don’t blame you. It’s not your fault. It’s the fault of wrestling companies who have
had their announcers yell that they want to see “Puppies,” instead of accurately commentating on the
matches. It’s the fault of companies who wanted Playboy cover girls, models, the perfect ten, women with
no respect or love for the industry to be pushed, instead of the one’s who might be an 8 but can tear the
house down. It’s the companies that saw fit to not offer talented beautiful women like Gail Kim a fair
contract, a woman who solely through her own efforts brought a real women’s division to life, and instead
decided that women with bigger breasts deserved the spotlight.
TAMAR: It’s not your fault. You’ve been mislead. You’ve been mistreated. You’ve been misguided.
You’ve been preconditioned to accept the fact that women’s wrestling is supposed to be T&A. And that’s
why I’ve come to this company.
TAMAR: The wrestling industry has lost its way. Take a look at a woman like Bobbi Billard. A woman
who the fans are dying to love. And she knows this. But her preconceptions are wrong. She can’t admit
to herself that the fans love her because of her ability! Because of her charisma! Because of her God
given talent! No, she believe the only reason the fans love her is because of her looks. So what does
she do? She goes out and gets plastic surgery, in a vain attempt to “win over” the fans. She takes her
top off. She does utterly immoral things to her opponents. And she thinks to herself “This is why they
love me.”
TAMAR: It disgusts me and it saddens me. I see a group of women like the Sinful Angels, all true
talented wrestlers, get cheered by the fans not for their talent, but for their bodies. When the fans
should disgust the things they do to their opponents, during and after the match, they cheer them. It’s
wrong. It’s immoral. It is exactly like you say. It’s SINFUL.
TAMAR: And again, it’s not your fault. You’ve been taught to believe that THIS is woman’s wrestling. It’s
sex. It’s violence. It’s breasts. It’s degradation. It’s language. You are wrong. And it’s time to change
things.
TAMAR: Hillary, there is a reason I’ve come here. And it’s to help these misguided fans. They need a
hero. A guiding light. Someone who remembers the true meaning of professional wrestling. And that is
what I intend to be.
TAMAR: I know some of you will boo me at first. I won’t be showing off my body to the world. I won’t be
using colorful language. I won’t be using catchphrases to get a cheap pop. I won’t be placing my
opponents in uncompromising situations. I won’t take advantage of them. I will not do any lewd or
immoral acts to them. I will not go out of my way to injure my opponents. I will show them nothing but the
utmost respect, and expect to be rewarded in kind.
TAMAR: And you will boo me at first. I’ve accepted that. But I know in my heart you are all good
people. I know in my heart you all remember the glory days. You want to remember what it was like to
cheer for the good girls. The ones who, simply, were the greatest WRESTLERS.
TAMAR: So I promise you today, I will be your guiding light. You new hero. I am your Paragon of
Virtue. I will do things the right way. I will bring respect back to this company. I will bring honor back to
this company. I will bring back the ART of professional wrestling. And I will be waiting to accept you all
as my fans. Waiting for you to embrace me, like you did those in the past. Waiting for you to say
“Tamar, we were wrong.” And I’ll love you even more when you do so. I love you all.
HILARY: Interesting comments from Tamar. Back to you Nikki.
NIKKI: I think Tamar is delusional. I’ve heard some of her comments from the minor leagues and I think
what she just said is a crock.
PARIS: You of all people should embrace Tamar. You’re the one who is always complaining about the
lack of true wrestlers; about how many of the women are only out to degrade their opponents. Now, you
have somebody you can actually admire….and she’s hot to boot.
NIKKI: Uuugh; let’s just go up to the ring for the introductions.
LILLIAN GARCIA: This is a one fall match with 15 minute time limit. Your referee for this bout is Cynthia
Rothrock.
PARIS: Well, I don’t know much about Debbie Leung, but Tamar is a close, personal friend.
NIKKI: Somehow, that figures.
PARIS: Maybe you’d like to tell her that yourself. I mean how you look down upon her.
NIKKI: I don’t look down on her, just her point of view.
PARIS: Typical….coming from a trampy, red-haired tart like yourself.
NIKKI: Like you have room to talk. Anyway, we have both women in the back with the Duff sisters.
Haylie, take it away.
HAYLIE: Debbie, you’re finally making your debut in the A.F.W. after a highly successful stint in the
minor leagues. How do you think you’ll stack up to the great talent here?
DEBBIE: Well Haylie, I have been waiting for this for some time. This is where the big girls play and I
have come here to show everyone that I belong. Hopefully, my debut will be a successful one.
HAYLIE: Your opponent tonight also has had a wonderful record in the minors. Surprisingly, you two
have never met. What are your thoughts on Tamar?
DEBBIE: Tamar’s very talented in the ring and her original outlook was…..well…..let’s just say it was not
my cup of tea. But just before she finished in the minors, she adopted a different outlook….at least
inside the ring. Still, you know the old saying about a leopard not changing their spots, so I expect to
face the old Tamar and show her why they call me The Suplex Mistress.
HAYLIE: Over to you sis.
HILARY: Thanks Haylie. I’m standing next to Tamar LiCalzi-Perks. Tamar, you make your debut in the
AFW tonight. What would you like to say to the fans?
TAMAR: Hillary, let me take the time to tell you how wonderful it is to be here. Having come from
another league, I can truly see that this is where the big girls play.
HILARY: Well I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself. Tonight you’re taking on Debbie Leung. Any thoughts
going into this match?
TAMAR: Well Hillary, let me tell you how much I admire and respect Debbie. A woman who has achieved
her goals the hard way; through hard work, dedication, talent, and respect. Unfortunately, right now we’
re living in a world that doesn’t understand the meaning of these words.
HILARY: What do you mean Tamar?
TAMAR: I remember back when wrestling presented itself as family entertainment. An escape from the
reality of our world. A place where value was placed in talent. In two athletes, competing on the highest
stage, using all their skills to defeat their opponent. And then after the match was over, more often or
not, the wrestlers would congratulate the other on a hard fought match. Perhaps they’d share a drink
after. But it was always about respect. Respect for your opponent. Respect for the fans. Respect for
the past. Respect for this industry.
TAMAR: So it saddens me to say that those days seem to be gone. The world has changed. And I
would say it hasn’t been for the better. The wrestlers have changed. The fans have changed. And I’m
sad.
HILARY: What do you mean? We’ve got great fans here in the AFW.
TAMAR: I’m not implying they are not great fans. I love all our fans. But I would say they are greatly
misguided. I remember the days when wrestlers like Mick Foley would cut a promo, going to great
lengths to draw you into his world, bearing his soul, and make you think about and debate his actions.
Today, it’s “Let’s just pull a sock out of my pants.” Today, all the fans want to hear is “Suck It.”
TAMAR: Understand this everyone. I love you. I want nothing but the best for you. And I don’t blame
you for what’s happened. Perhaps it’s the world we live in. A world where deaths of disgraced musicians
is headline news, while the wars in other countries are covered up. A world where talented actresses
giving their all for the role of a lifetime, are ignored for the woman with the best bikini body. A world
where wrestling has lost its way.
TAMAR: You see, in places like Japan, Europe, Mexico, the fans still remember the art form of
professional wrestling. The women there do not have to be “Divas.” They just have to put on the best
show, tell the best stories, and provide the greatest action. But here and now? We’re looking for women
with the best boob job.
TAMAR: And again, I don’t blame you. It’s not your fault. It’s the fault of wrestling companies who have
had their announcers yell that they want to see “Puppies,” instead of accurately commentating on the
matches. It’s the fault of companies who wanted Playboy cover girls, models, the perfect ten, women with
no respect or love for the industry to be pushed, instead of the one’s who might be an 8 but can tear the
house down. It’s the companies that saw fit to not offer talented beautiful women like Gail Kim a fair
contract, a woman who solely through her own efforts brought a real women’s division to life, and instead
decided that women with bigger breasts deserved the spotlight.
TAMAR: It’s not your fault. You’ve been mislead. You’ve been mistreated. You’ve been misguided.
You’ve been preconditioned to accept the fact that women’s wrestling is supposed to be T&A. And that’s
why I’ve come to this company.
TAMAR: The wrestling industry has lost its way. Take a look at a woman like Bobbi Billard. A woman
who the fans are dying to love. And she knows this. But her preconceptions are wrong. She can’t admit
to herself that the fans love her because of her ability! Because of her charisma! Because of her God
given talent! No, she believe the only reason the fans love her is because of her looks. So what does
she do? She goes out and gets plastic surgery, in a vain attempt to “win over” the fans. She takes her
top off. She does utterly immoral things to her opponents. And she thinks to herself “This is why they
love me.”
TAMAR: It disgusts me and it saddens me. I see a group of women like the Sinful Angels, all true
talented wrestlers, get cheered by the fans not for their talent, but for their bodies. When the fans
should disgust the things they do to their opponents, during and after the match, they cheer them. It’s
wrong. It’s immoral. It is exactly like you say. It’s SINFUL.
TAMAR: And again, it’s not your fault. You’ve been taught to believe that THIS is woman’s wrestling. It’s
sex. It’s violence. It’s breasts. It’s degradation. It’s language. You are wrong. And it’s time to change
things.
TAMAR: Hillary, there is a reason I’ve come here. And it’s to help these misguided fans. They need a
hero. A guiding light. Someone who remembers the true meaning of professional wrestling. And that is
what I intend to be.
TAMAR: I know some of you will boo me at first. I won’t be showing off my body to the world. I won’t be
using colorful language. I won’t be using catchphrases to get a cheap pop. I won’t be placing my
opponents in uncompromising situations. I won’t take advantage of them. I will not do any lewd or
immoral acts to them. I will not go out of my way to injure my opponents. I will show them nothing but the
utmost respect, and expect to be rewarded in kind.
TAMAR: And you will boo me at first. I’ve accepted that. But I know in my heart you are all good
people. I know in my heart you all remember the glory days. You want to remember what it was like to
cheer for the good girls. The ones who, simply, were the greatest WRESTLERS.
TAMAR: So I promise you today, I will be your guiding light. You new hero. I am your Paragon of
Virtue. I will do things the right way. I will bring respect back to this company. I will bring honor back to
this company. I will bring back the ART of professional wrestling. And I will be waiting to accept you all
as my fans. Waiting for you to embrace me, like you did those in the past. Waiting for you to say
“Tamar, we were wrong.” And I’ll love you even more when you do so. I love you all.
HILARY: Interesting comments from Tamar. Back to you Nikki.
NIKKI: I think Tamar is delusional. I’ve heard some of her comments from the minor leagues and I think
what she just said is a crock.
PARIS: You of all people should embrace Tamar. You’re the one who is always complaining about the
lack of true wrestlers; about how many of the women are only out to degrade their opponents. Now, you
have somebody you can actually admire….and she’s hot to boot.
NIKKI: Uuugh; let’s just go up to the ring for the introductions.
LILLIAN GARCIA: This is a one fall match with 15 minute time limit. Your referee for this bout is Cynthia
Rothrock.
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LILLIAN GARCIA: Introducing first, making her debut here in the A.F.W., hailing from Calgary, Alberta,
Canada; she stands five feet-two inches tall and weighs in at one hundred twenty pounds, she is The
Suplex Mistress, Debbie Leung!
Debbie strode onto the stage and quickly struck several poses as the crowd gave her a rousing ovation.
The Canadian beauty wore a powder blue sports top with diamond-shaped cleavage cutout, powder blue
spandex shorts with a wide, white waistband, white kneepads and powder blue wrestling boots with blue
laces and ‘Suplex’ stenciled on one and ‘Mistress’ on the other.
The crowd favorite made her way down the ramp, slapping hands of the fans along the way before she
jumped onto the ring apron and waved to the crowd. Debbie deftly leapt over the top rope and into the
ring as flashbulbs from cameras went off around the arena. Finally, Debbie got her instructions from
Cynthia and then retreated to her corner to await the arrival of her opponent.
LILLIAN GARCIA: And her opponent, also making her A.F.W. debut; from Miami, Florida, standing five
feet-ten inches tall and weighing one hundred fifty-five pounds, she is The Ballistic Bombshell, Tamar
LiCalzi-Perks!
Tamar emerged from backstage and though there was a smattering of cheers, was promptly greeted with
a healthy chorus of boos from most of the audience. The statuesque brunette simply shook her head
and smiled as she strode down the ramp toward the ring. Wearing a simple red, one piece suit with
matching kneepads and wrestling boots, the self-proclaimed Principessa Siciliana slid into the ring and
immediately headed over to Debbie to offer her hand for a handshake. When Debbie failed to comply,
Tamar’s smile faltered for a second before it re-emerged and the brunette backed into her corner to
await the opening bell.
Canada; she stands five feet-two inches tall and weighs in at one hundred twenty pounds, she is The
Suplex Mistress, Debbie Leung!
Debbie strode onto the stage and quickly struck several poses as the crowd gave her a rousing ovation.
The Canadian beauty wore a powder blue sports top with diamond-shaped cleavage cutout, powder blue
spandex shorts with a wide, white waistband, white kneepads and powder blue wrestling boots with blue
laces and ‘Suplex’ stenciled on one and ‘Mistress’ on the other.
The crowd favorite made her way down the ramp, slapping hands of the fans along the way before she
jumped onto the ring apron and waved to the crowd. Debbie deftly leapt over the top rope and into the
ring as flashbulbs from cameras went off around the arena. Finally, Debbie got her instructions from
Cynthia and then retreated to her corner to await the arrival of her opponent.
LILLIAN GARCIA: And her opponent, also making her A.F.W. debut; from Miami, Florida, standing five
feet-ten inches tall and weighing one hundred fifty-five pounds, she is The Ballistic Bombshell, Tamar
LiCalzi-Perks!
Tamar emerged from backstage and though there was a smattering of cheers, was promptly greeted with
a healthy chorus of boos from most of the audience. The statuesque brunette simply shook her head
and smiled as she strode down the ramp toward the ring. Wearing a simple red, one piece suit with
matching kneepads and wrestling boots, the self-proclaimed Principessa Siciliana slid into the ring and
immediately headed over to Debbie to offer her hand for a handshake. When Debbie failed to comply,
Tamar’s smile faltered for a second before it re-emerged and the brunette backed into her corner to
await the opening bell.
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