One match a
career does not make. I’ve had my ups
and downs throughout my career, the highest of highs and the lowest of lows,
but I’ve never allowed myself to quit. I’ve
never given up. I keep going, no matter
how bleak things look.
So I lost my
FFW debut. Oh I would love nothing more
than a retry. I would love to turn back
the clock and see what I could do differently.
Everyone knows that hindsight is twenty-twenty, but everyone also knows
that you cannot turn back time. This isn’t
some British science fiction show about a blue box.
There is no
such thing as time travel. You live with
the consequences of your actions. You do
the best you can and live with the results of what you did. Hold your head up, be proud, and move on. No, you do not get a retry, but all is not
lost. You just press forward. You keep going and continue to work
hard. You move on and look forward to the next
challenge.
My next
challenge is in the form of Antoinette Sands.
Will I
win? We’ll see. Will you win?
We’ll see. There’s no guarantees
because, the fact is, fate is a finicky little bitch, but what I can guarantee
you is that you will get the absolute best of Glory Braddock when that bell
rings. So my advice is to be
prepared. Prepare for the best of The British
Bombshell.
