I am introduced first - something that bugs me a bit.
"Ladies and gentlemen, our final match this evening will feature two lovely, curvy and powerful women. Entering the ring first, at 5'7-1/2" and weighing 205 pounds, The Big Beauty, Gahhhhbiiiii!!"
How in the heck did he know I am 205? I am still claiming 190! It's the holidays' fault!
I take my corner wearing a pink one piece, looking radiant. I mean, I am fabulous, right? I await my opponent, the club packed tonight - standing room only. No surprise as this figures to be a very good match. I have flattened a lot of lightweights in this ring but tonight I have a real opponent and I am looking forward to the challenge. She will be a challenge for a while anyway. I hear she is tough but at her age, she will tire. All I have to do is drag the match out some which won't make anyone unhappy, that's for sure.
I do a little more stretching, wondering what is taking so long for Bella. Is she trying to show me up? Can't be!