A month and two weeks later
Samantha Reacts to Hell In a Cell…
The 5’9” 144 lb Samantha, with her honey skin, long wavy red hair and aqua green eyes is dressed in a long sleeved gray buttoned up shirt with white pinstripes, black pants and black pumps. She takes off her sunglasses and we can see that the bruises around her eyes and the bootprint bruise on her temple and forehead have almost healed.
Frankie J- First of all, Samantha, how are you healing up?
Sam- My ribs are getting there. It’s been an adventure with my kidneys and the doctors said the lacerations are healing well and this is my third concussion, haha. You know, I really got the crap kicked out of me and it felt like an eternity, but I’ve slowly been getting back to my routine. I've been getting all these letters from fans and I got some visits from some people I'm not going to name. It was really humbling. You know; I go through this whole thing thinking that everybody outside of Florida hates me. And it's hurtful and motivating at the same time. Seeing letters from all over the world wishing me well has really, really, (fighting back tears)... it meant a lot that people I'll probably never meet have so much love for me, when so many people in the business don't.
Frankie- That’s good news about your recovery.
Sam- Don’t act like you give a shit, dude. They’re trying not to rush me back, but I really want to get back in the ring, or at least back to training.
Frankie- Gemma Rox is still in the hospital.
Sam- I know. I put her there.
Frankie- Well, our video footage showed Gemma was assaulted by several others after your match. It seemed like she was trying to make her way to you. Do you remember anything about the riot?
Sam- Yeah… Frankie, I don’t really remember too much after that first guy attacked me. I just remember swinging and kicking and getting hit and being on the ground and covering up, cursing at them. I… I remember them stomping on me, they were spitting on me, they were... they were pissing on me too... one of the girls mounted me and started punching me in the face and another one had brass knuckles and she was hitting me in the crotch and stomach... guys were grabbing my breasts and trying to take out my nipple studs... and it was like I was passing out and they’d stomp and wake me back up. I thought I was gonna die; I honestly did. But I was gonna go down fighting. The last time I saw Gemma was when I shook her hand. Whether she was trying to save me or get the hell up out of there like everybody else, I don’t know.
Frankie- You won the match, and--
Sam- Really? I won? You could’ve fooled me.
Frankie- Why the hostility?
Sam- Hostility? First of all, when have you and I ever had a good rapport? I’ve kicked you in the nuts, dude. You’re just happy I’m healing fine because it’s good for business and it puts money in your pocket, just like that snake Siena Blaze.
Frank- Well, when the final numbers came out, you earned a little over nine million dollars for the fight and fallout.
Sam- I don’t give a fuck about that. I’m already rich. I got an experience that I’ll never forget because of shitty security and a bunch of racist, bitch ass fuckers who came to see me get my ass kicked and got mad when I took down their girl… just like I said I would.
Frankie- The match is really being praised as one of the greatest matches in OPW history. And you won it. You have to be proud of that.
Sam- I said I was going to win. I knew I was going to win. Gemma Rox was a step down for me and that’s the thing that really pisses me off. NOBODY is saying anything about my performance, except that they want to kick my ass as revenge, as if I didn’t already get it kicked. You go on the internet, on the message boards; you listen to the interviews of a lot of the people out there… they’re still shitting on me and praising Gemma. I can’t fucking understand that. I've got hundreds of letters from fans who can see beyond the stuff I said promoting the fight. But these mainstream mofos don't care at all.
Frankie- Gemma put on a very great performance; she really fought her heart out. You have to respect what she was able to accomplish on that night. She took a savage beating and kept on coming.
Sam- Okay… didn’t we already know that about her? Didn’t we know she was gonna be the Rocky to my Apollo Creed, except that I was gonna beat the shit out of her, like I said I was? I respect Gemma because she fought me. She stood in front of me and she gave it what she had. I can admit that she was tougher than I gave her credit for being and there were plenty of times in the fight where I was hurt. That’s the facts and the facts don’t change.
Frankie- So, you do respect her?
Sam- I respect her as a fighter and for keeping her word. I don’t have to name the names of certain ‘kick ass’ fighters and ‘bullying bitches’ who promised me fights and made up excuses to delay them and then, ‘forgot’ about them. I’m done naming names because those people are not relevant to me anymore. Gemma wanted to fight me and we fought. Yes; she delayed the hell out of this fight getting her head on right and going through her little bullshit mood swings and dumb training methods, but it happened and she lost.
Frankie- You two had a pretty harsh back and forth between you before the fight, but during it, at some points, it seemed like you two were talking cordially. What was that about?
Sam- I don’t know and I really don’t remember. I say a lot of things during a fight. If a girl gets me with a good shot, I’m not going to try to act like she didn’t. I wanted her to square up with me and fight fair and she got a low blow or two in there, but she fought fair. There are so-called Olympic level athletes who are so loved by the masses, but you watch them fight and it’s nothing but low blows, dry humping and repetitive lame ass moves. There are blonde bitches who aren’t even five feet tall who run their mouths and try to talk tough, but when you hit them a few times, they’re flipping and crying like gymnasts with gonorrhea. But like I said, I’m not naming any names. The fact that Gemma didn’t do too well against those two only solidifies my claim that Gemma, like the little blonde Canadian bitch who hates me, fights on the level of her competition. If she’s in with Rachel or me, she’ll go all out, but if you put her up against Candace Spud or Beth, she dumbs it down so much that she’s making them look good.
Frankie- You really are taking some digs at other fighters, and it’s obvious who they are, but when have you ever been at a loss for words?
Sam- I’m just keeping it real.
Frankie- But you’re so angry. I can understand if you’re upset with the people who attacked you or the lack of security, but didn’t you bring a lot of this on yourself? And why go after other fighters who had nothing to do with what happened to you?
Sam- Look… I read over all the comments and feedback from the match from people in the business who claim to know what the hell they're talking about. Nobody said anything about MY performance. Every fucking thing is Gemma this and Gemma that and oh, look how great Gemma was. Was I there? Didn’t I have something to do with this? But the haters want to keep on hating. I helped train this bitch for a fight against the woman who, at the time, was her most dangerous opponent. I sparred with Gemma Rox even after she badmouthed me without even fucking knowing me, okay? I never attacked her in New Orleans at Louisiana Slamma. The bitch attacked me twice. Then, she challenged me and I accepted, after everybody was running around saying I was a fucking coward and all this other bullshit. Then, she delayed the fight and I had to wait on her. Then, we fought and I whipped her ass, just like I said I would. Then, I got the shit kicked out of me by a bunch of racist fucktards and suffered a ton of injuries and had to take medication in new and exciting ways for a fucking month and could barely (tearing up) walk…. Soooooo, how the fuck am I the bad guy? Who did the majority of the promoting for this fight? I did! Who came all the way to her home country for the fight? I did! Who offered that bitch a handshake after she stood her ass up there and whined about how she never worked with the trainers I have? I did! And because I accepted her challenge, fought her and we had a great match, who made Gemma more money than she’s made in her entire career and who helped put her over? I did!
Frankie- But Samantha, she didn’t have the trainers you did, and her sparring sessions with top fighters were rare, but she did fight you. There’s respect in that.
Sam- Was it admirable… or was it foolish? How the fuck do you challenge me, knowing that I train with the best and you don’t, and then when you lose, you get on the mike with this, “Wow. You beat little ole inexperienced me” bullshit? If you knew you couldn’t hang with me, you should’ve taken your bad ass back to the drawing board… and not the drawing board whoever fucked up your arms and tits with that scribble scratch owns either. Look, look, look… I’ve got mad respect for Gemma Rox. I really do. She fought the whole fight with heart, but she handled losing like a pussy. Nobody can say that when I lose, I make excuses because I don’t. And by the way, didn’t Gemma train with Rachel Apache? Didn’t Gemma join Rachel’s camp for her fight with Allison Payne? If you ask me, training with Rachel Apache counts.
Frankie- You mentioned being challenged by some people and others talking about revenge. But Gemma got a veiled challenge from Marie B. recently.
Sam- Who?
Frankie- Marie B.
Sam- Who?
Frankie- Samantha, you know who she is. The two of you feuded for over five years.
Sam- Look… it’s not about knowing; it’s about caring. And I don’t care if that bitch gets hit with a bus after having a hundred grenades shoved up her ass. She is a non-motherfuckin’ factor. She challenged Gemma… good, go ahead and challenge the one who lost the match because it’s obvious she doesn’t want any part of winners. Bitch says “You Gotta Have Heart.” Well, when she has the heart to acknowledge me, I’ll acknowledge her. Otherwise, she can go drink some bleach. As for these other people challenging me and plotting revenge… first of all, you really must be a man if you’re gonna want to fight a woman, huh? Is Gemma so pathetic that she’s got her male friends trying to fight for her? Or are these losers actually hermaphrodites or transvestites and think that makes them female? I don’t fight men… you want to fight somebody, go have a *cough* *cough*… cockfight.
Frankie- I can see you’re getting very upset, Samantha. And usually, I’d just let you go on, but because I know how injured and traumatized you are, I’m going to ask one final question and we’ll be done. When you’re healthy, what’s next for you?
Samantha- I’m going to be a coach on Ultimate Catfighter opposite the purple Persian pussy popper Rachel Apache, but I plan on being back in the ring before that. Laurie Breeze came out with that stupid prediction that I was going to lose… well now, she can apologize to me in person. We’re looking at some possible opponents for my return. I’m in demand now more than ever, after I took Gemma Rox and turned her into Gemma Dust. Once I get to where I want to be, the sky is the limit and I will be OPW World Champion again. I’m the TV champ, but Rachel is holding MY belt and I’m coming for it.
Frankie- Thanks, Samantha.
