Well, well, well... Rumors were true I suppose, and Colleen was smart enough to listen to them. After facing Colleen at Full Frontal I flew home and had X-rays of my ribs taken. Confirming exactly what I knew, broken ribs, two on the left (which are extremely severe) and a nicely fractured one on the right. I am choosing to continue to wrestle, and do my best. I will be cashing in my rematch for the Evolution title when my ribs are better than what they are.
For now Belladonna is making me follow doctor’s orders with plenty of rest. But I can assure you fans that I will be at the shows, and I will be ready to go for the Strange Bedfellows Tag Match on the 16th of April, against Scarlett and Isabella... as reluctant as I may be to tag with Colleen.
As for the assholes that have light up my inbox and direct messages, stop it... I don’t give a flying fuck if I deserved the beating or if Colleen will bring respect back to the belt. I will be getting my title back; better yet I’ll be destroying anyone who stands in my way. This isn’t a game... And I won’t be playing around.
For now Belladonna is making me follow doctor’s orders with plenty of rest. But I can assure you fans that I will be at the shows, and I will be ready to go for the Strange Bedfellows Tag Match on the 16th of April, against Scarlett and Isabella... as reluctant as I may be to tag with Colleen.
As for the assholes that have light up my inbox and direct messages, stop it... I don’t give a flying fuck if I deserved the beating or if Colleen will bring respect back to the belt. I will be getting my title back; better yet I’ll be destroying anyone who stands in my way. This isn’t a game... And I won’t be playing around.
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