Post by INFINITE PRO. on Aug 31, 2022 1:18:49 GMT
VI.
“SOUTHERN HOSPITALITY”
“SOUTHERN HOSPITALITY”
I tapped out.
I have not tapped out before this. I have not even lost by submission. I have spent 23 years competing and dominating in combat sports, and I have not lost by submission once. This is why they call me the Slavic Submission Specialist.
But I did not just lose fight. I lost title. Mostly, I lost my way.
I cannot tolerate how I lost. I have spent last two weeks angry. Furious. Disappointed and surprised. But I have not wallowed.
Instead, I went right to back training. I went right back to putting in same work that made me inaugural Infinite Pro World Champion in first place. I tore down failed structures of my game and rebuilt it stronger, more efficient.
At Night of Champions, I made one mistake. I made one mistake and this mistake cost me my championship.
But I will reclaim this title.
I will correct mistake and make sure no one is ever able to take advantage of this mistake again. I will do this not because I would like to, but because I need to. I do not have any other choice. I must reestablish myself in this company as Undisputed, not just for me, but for company and sport itself.
But I am not only one to make mistake at Night of Champions.
Dead End Express made mistake, too. They took MYŌJIN’s moment from them. This was career-defining moment and while this moment came at my expense, I know MYŌJIN deserved this. I spent weeks leading into fight speaking of what I could teach MYŌJIN about violence. But at end of day, MYŌJIN taught me something about violence.
So at Adrenaline VII, I will put aside animosity for MYŌJIN. I will put aside my vengeful wrath and my plans for payback. I will do this to purge company of Dead End Express, to cull herd and make them pay for their mistake.
I am no stranger to Haggard family. My papa is from Texas. I know of elder Hank Haggard. My papa took me to see him fight when I was little girl.
I do not need more reasons to wipe Dead End Express from face of Earth. If I did? Apple does not fall far from tree. Their bloodline must end for their transgressions against sport. They disrespect our sport. They do not care for its values. They prefer chaos. Like my defeat at Night of Champions, I cannot tolerate this. I take this as personal insult.
Younger Hank is tainted. He is filth. He is blemish on flesh of sport, and he must be removed by force. I will provide this for company and for sport. I cannot tolerate how he spits in face of those who have given blood, given life for Greater Good. He will no longer have mouth to spit with once I am able to get my hands on him.
Jack calls himself Jack Ripper. He has to call himself this because no one else would ever call him this on merits. This is especially true considering he is barely capable of treading water at these great depths. But this delusion of grandeur will drown him. I will turn him into Jack Ripped Apart.
They do not even deserve to have their blood spilled upon canvas. They are beneath this. They are dirt in tread of boot, nothing more. I will knock what few teeth remain from their mouths. I will kick stupid grin from faces through back of skulls and into fifth row. I will take great pleasure in this. I will make example of them in way I should have made example of MYŌJIN at Night of Champions.
Dead End Express does not have place in future of sport. I will make sure of this. I will do this and then I will reclaim my title. If MYŌJIN does not wish to be caught in crossfire, they should take opportunity to heal and prepare for our inevitable rematch. If they decide, instead, to interfere with my efforts? I will make sure I reclaim title from vacancy instead of MYŌJIN’s cold, dead hands.
Making pound-for-pound most potent professional fighter on planet tap out was defining moment of MYŌJIN’s career, their life. But soon, this will be biggest regret of MYŌJIN’s life, because this will cost them this life.
I thank you, MYŌJIN, for teaching me what you have taught me. But now? Now you will pay price in blood, in heartache, in oxygen from your lungs. Because when you step back into ring with Devil Herself? When you step back into MY ring?
NO ONE SURVIVES!
I have not tapped out before this. I have not even lost by submission. I have spent 23 years competing and dominating in combat sports, and I have not lost by submission once. This is why they call me the Slavic Submission Specialist.
But I did not just lose fight. I lost title. Mostly, I lost my way.
I cannot tolerate how I lost. I have spent last two weeks angry. Furious. Disappointed and surprised. But I have not wallowed.
Instead, I went right to back training. I went right back to putting in same work that made me inaugural Infinite Pro World Champion in first place. I tore down failed structures of my game and rebuilt it stronger, more efficient.
At Night of Champions, I made one mistake. I made one mistake and this mistake cost me my championship.
But I will reclaim this title.
I will correct mistake and make sure no one is ever able to take advantage of this mistake again. I will do this not because I would like to, but because I need to. I do not have any other choice. I must reestablish myself in this company as Undisputed, not just for me, but for company and sport itself.
But I am not only one to make mistake at Night of Champions.
Dead End Express made mistake, too. They took MYŌJIN’s moment from them. This was career-defining moment and while this moment came at my expense, I know MYŌJIN deserved this. I spent weeks leading into fight speaking of what I could teach MYŌJIN about violence. But at end of day, MYŌJIN taught me something about violence.
So at Adrenaline VII, I will put aside animosity for MYŌJIN. I will put aside my vengeful wrath and my plans for payback. I will do this to purge company of Dead End Express, to cull herd and make them pay for their mistake.
I am no stranger to Haggard family. My papa is from Texas. I know of elder Hank Haggard. My papa took me to see him fight when I was little girl.
I do not need more reasons to wipe Dead End Express from face of Earth. If I did? Apple does not fall far from tree. Their bloodline must end for their transgressions against sport. They disrespect our sport. They do not care for its values. They prefer chaos. Like my defeat at Night of Champions, I cannot tolerate this. I take this as personal insult.
Younger Hank is tainted. He is filth. He is blemish on flesh of sport, and he must be removed by force. I will provide this for company and for sport. I cannot tolerate how he spits in face of those who have given blood, given life for Greater Good. He will no longer have mouth to spit with once I am able to get my hands on him.
Jack calls himself Jack Ripper. He has to call himself this because no one else would ever call him this on merits. This is especially true considering he is barely capable of treading water at these great depths. But this delusion of grandeur will drown him. I will turn him into Jack Ripped Apart.
They do not even deserve to have their blood spilled upon canvas. They are beneath this. They are dirt in tread of boot, nothing more. I will knock what few teeth remain from their mouths. I will kick stupid grin from faces through back of skulls and into fifth row. I will take great pleasure in this. I will make example of them in way I should have made example of MYŌJIN at Night of Champions.
Dead End Express does not have place in future of sport. I will make sure of this. I will do this and then I will reclaim my title. If MYŌJIN does not wish to be caught in crossfire, they should take opportunity to heal and prepare for our inevitable rematch. If they decide, instead, to interfere with my efforts? I will make sure I reclaim title from vacancy instead of MYŌJIN’s cold, dead hands.
Making pound-for-pound most potent professional fighter on planet tap out was defining moment of MYŌJIN’s career, their life. But soon, this will be biggest regret of MYŌJIN’s life, because this will cost them this life.
I thank you, MYŌJIN, for teaching me what you have taught me. But now? Now you will pay price in blood, in heartache, in oxygen from your lungs. Because when you step back into ring with Devil Herself? When you step back into MY ring?
NO ONE SURVIVES!