Post by The Bradley Clan on Dec 16, 2018 23:55:44 GMT -5
“The Guru” Danielle Bradley is training for her match at Dead or Alive with one of her male students. She's getting beat up pretty bad for just a sparring session. After a particularly hard bump sees her backed into a corner, her student stands over her.
“You still want to go?”
Danielle gasps heavily.
“Shit, son, you're the one paying me, I'll go all day if I have to!”
“Wish you had that fire before you went on that losing streak.”
With that, Danielle screams, leaps up, hits a double-knee arm breaker and begins wrenching her student's arm with the Kimura.
“FUCK! I'M SORRY!”
“Sorry nothing, dude, I've had that fire from the day I was born! you can call it the Redemption Tour, or the Emancipation of Dani, or whatever you want, but this fire is blazing a trail back to glory and the GZWA Women’s Championship, and I'll burn down everything in my path if I have to!”
She lets him go and goes to her office and slMs the door shut. She pulls up the information on her opponent, Didgitz. A quick glance at her photos, videos and profile make her want to throw up.
“Oh my fucking god. Is that really her name? Didgitz? Spelled like that? Why, though? Does she aspire to be like Tye Dillinger or 1-2-3 Kid? Please, looking at this poor sap, she doesn't scare me as much as Count Von Count from Sesame Street! Honey, here are the digits you need to know:”
“40 - the number of hours I put in every week training and instructing at this gym to ensure that my family, my students and I are the best combat athletes in the world, bar none!”
“24 - the number of championships my students have won in pro wrestling, amateur wrestling, boxing and MMA!”
“4 - the number of years I wrestled for my high school's varsity wrestling team, becoming the first girl to ever do so!”
“3 - the number of all-conference selections I earned as a collegiate wrestler, most in school history!”
“2 - the number of years I was away from wrestling before hopping back into the ring and defeating, of all people, Randall Keith Orton! Even with my slide a few weeks ago, I dare you to take one look at my pedigree, track record and skill set and tell me you'll have the same luck walking out of retirement and into the ring with The Matriarch!”
Then she looks deeper into her profile and sees her love of gambling.
“Heh, if Mike weren't happily married already, he'd love this chick. He sure does love going to Vegas… hell, he’s been known to gamble with his own health.”
After saying that, Danielle looks up and comes to a Eureka moment.
“I realize though that to be a gambler, especially a high roller like Didgitz, you gotta have testicles the size of the sun. You're playing with your livelihood with every spin of the wheel, roll of the dice and deal of the cards. Well, we’re not going to the actual high limit tables any time soon, but if you've seen our matches and our history, you know we take those same kind of risks! We put our entire bodies behind every chop, punch, kick, suplex, you name it! Because we know what the payoff is - championship glory! And if I have to stack another Jenny come lately in my quest to the top, so be it!”
“See, babe, you can run the numbers, hedge your bets, stack the deck, whatever you want to do to gain an edge. But the most important digits don't need any explanation. They don’t need advanced analytics. They speak for themselves. And those digits are….”
“1.”
“2.”
“3.”
And if you don't know… now you know!
Then she sprints out of her office and back to training.
“Oh Briannnn!!” she says in a sing song voice.
“No… please…”
