Is This Real?
Chapter 1: Second Thoughts
It was tough, really tough. I guess thats why they called it Tough Enough. At first, I didn't think it was at all possible for some one like me, an ordinary girl who only dreams, to become a Tough Enough finalist and then the champion. It was really hard. Thats why I look up to men and woman who do this. It's just amazing that they can do this almost every day of their life. It made me wonder, was I really Tough Enough to play with the big boys? Was I really Tough Enough to impress the people? Was I even tough at all? To tell the truth, I thought I was tough, but going through the whole Tough Enough process, it was living hell. I never really thought that being tough was more than just a school fight. Trust me, I've been in many school fights. I knew that the Superstars and Divas in the World Wrestling Entertainment had to be great athletes to be doing what they are doing, but really now, I didn't think it was this tough. After the first few hours of the first day of Tough Enough, my whole body was aching. But now, I feel great physical wise. Mental, like I said before, I was having my doubts.
I decided to talk to someone about it. Who else could I talk to besides my fellow Tough Enough Champ, Jake. Now Jake was a total sweet guy, good looking too. Actually, when I first saw him, I almost fell for him. He has brown hair and blonde highlights. He has nice baby blue eyes and a great smile. "Maybe you should talk to Al. He would help you a lot, like he did on the show." He said. Ah, Al Snow. The man that helped me through my problems. But, also the man who brought pain. He dosn't play when it comes to wrestling. So how would he help me out when this is a problem that has to do with wrestling?
"He would probably just say that he chose the wrong person if I was having second thoughts. Say I didn't have enough heart." I said. Jesse shook his head no.
"No way! He picked you because you showed you had heart. He knows you do. Just talk to him. See T, you don't need to talk to me, you have to talk to someone who has been through this." He smiled and patted me on the back, then left. I remeber what Al had said to me the day he announce the champions. "You have the heart, you could make it. I'm proud of you." He was proud of me...he was like the father I didn't have. Sure we knew each other for only a few months, but he DID help me out on a lot of things. After a certin amount of times of thinking, I was going to call him first thing in the mourning.
"Hey, this is Al Snow talking..."
"Hey Al I need to..." I started.
"...on my voice mail. I'm probably busy with work, leave a message and I'll get back to you in a few hours." Great! His voice mail...
"Yeah, Al, it's me, T. I need to talk to you...about WWE. I need your advice...call me on my cell. It will be on all day."
It turns out that he didn't call at all that day. It must have been urgent or something. I guess I could talk to him tomorrow at the Raw tour. After that, it would be the Smackdown! tour. Me and Jake both had already chose what show we wanted to be on, Raw. No doubt about it. Now, my name is Tricia, but everone calls me T. I like it better. Thats what my name will be on the show, too. Thats if...I choose to.
When Jake and I arrived at the All Stat Arena in Chicago, Al Snow, Ivory, and Bill met us on the outside of the building.
"We have to lay down a few rules before we go inside. You are NOT to bother any of the superstars on the way. You are now a superstar and a diva and you are just like them. You will be meeting a few wrestlers, but thats about it. I don't want you guys wondering off to look for your favorite." Al said. Like I said, he was TOUGH when it came to wrestling. I really wanted to meet everyone but espically Trish Startus, Triple H, Jeff Hardy, Rob Van Dam, Christian, and of course...Chris Jericho. Fozzy kicks ass! Jake thought I was little...well..weird because I was a fan of Chris and his band. I'm into that music, when I hear good music, I listen to it. Jake and I nodded as we headed inside the building.
Chapter 1: Second Thoughts
It was tough, really tough. I guess thats why they called it Tough Enough. At first, I didn't think it was at all possible for some one like me, an ordinary girl who only dreams, to become a Tough Enough finalist and then the champion. It was really hard. Thats why I look up to men and woman who do this. It's just amazing that they can do this almost every day of their life. It made me wonder, was I really Tough Enough to play with the big boys? Was I really Tough Enough to impress the people? Was I even tough at all? To tell the truth, I thought I was tough, but going through the whole Tough Enough process, it was living hell. I never really thought that being tough was more than just a school fight. Trust me, I've been in many school fights. I knew that the Superstars and Divas in the World Wrestling Entertainment had to be great athletes to be doing what they are doing, but really now, I didn't think it was this tough. After the first few hours of the first day of Tough Enough, my whole body was aching. But now, I feel great physical wise. Mental, like I said before, I was having my doubts.
I decided to talk to someone about it. Who else could I talk to besides my fellow Tough Enough Champ, Jake. Now Jake was a total sweet guy, good looking too. Actually, when I first saw him, I almost fell for him. He has brown hair and blonde highlights. He has nice baby blue eyes and a great smile. "Maybe you should talk to Al. He would help you a lot, like he did on the show." He said. Ah, Al Snow. The man that helped me through my problems. But, also the man who brought pain. He dosn't play when it comes to wrestling. So how would he help me out when this is a problem that has to do with wrestling?
"He would probably just say that he chose the wrong person if I was having second thoughts. Say I didn't have enough heart." I said. Jesse shook his head no.
"No way! He picked you because you showed you had heart. He knows you do. Just talk to him. See T, you don't need to talk to me, you have to talk to someone who has been through this." He smiled and patted me on the back, then left. I remeber what Al had said to me the day he announce the champions. "You have the heart, you could make it. I'm proud of you." He was proud of me...he was like the father I didn't have. Sure we knew each other for only a few months, but he DID help me out on a lot of things. After a certin amount of times of thinking, I was going to call him first thing in the mourning.
"Hey, this is Al Snow talking..."
"Hey Al I need to..." I started.
"...on my voice mail. I'm probably busy with work, leave a message and I'll get back to you in a few hours." Great! His voice mail...
"Yeah, Al, it's me, T. I need to talk to you...about WWE. I need your advice...call me on my cell. It will be on all day."
It turns out that he didn't call at all that day. It must have been urgent or something. I guess I could talk to him tomorrow at the Raw tour. After that, it would be the Smackdown! tour. Me and Jake both had already chose what show we wanted to be on, Raw. No doubt about it. Now, my name is Tricia, but everone calls me T. I like it better. Thats what my name will be on the show, too. Thats if...I choose to.
When Jake and I arrived at the All Stat Arena in Chicago, Al Snow, Ivory, and Bill met us on the outside of the building.
"We have to lay down a few rules before we go inside. You are NOT to bother any of the superstars on the way. You are now a superstar and a diva and you are just like them. You will be meeting a few wrestlers, but thats about it. I don't want you guys wondering off to look for your favorite." Al said. Like I said, he was TOUGH when it came to wrestling. I really wanted to meet everyone but espically Trish Startus, Triple H, Jeff Hardy, Rob Van Dam, Christian, and of course...Chris Jericho. Fozzy kicks ass! Jake thought I was little...well..weird because I was a fan of Chris and his band. I'm into that music, when I hear good music, I listen to it. Jake and I nodded as we headed inside the building.