TORRIE WILSON
“You know, when I walked out for the Royal Rumble two months ago, I definitely didn’t think that I was walking down a path towards another WrestleMania moment. But here I am…here we are – WrestleMania.”
Torrie smiles, shaking her head back and forth, almost in disbelief.
TORRIE WILSON
“Don’t get me wrong, though. I’m not complaining one bit. There’s a reason why I got sucked back into EBWF so easily. This is my home, my family. And come on, who doesn’t want to be part of WrestleMania? The thought of standing on the stage again is giving me chills already.”
Looking upwards, daydreaming of the moment her music hits, brings a brighter grin to her face.
TORRIE WILSON
“Now, I can be honest enough with myself to say that I don’t exactly have a plethora of momentum behind me going into tonight, but I’m not going to sell myself short either. Yes, I did have a match with Charlotte Flair a few weeks ago, and yes, she had her hand raised in the end. But let’s not forget that wasn’t exactly a fair contest, considering I stood alone while Charlotte stood with Andrade Almas and Zelina Vega.”
She shrugs.
TORRIE WILSON
“And if I were a betting woman, I’d bet that I’ll find myself in that same situation again tonight. The only difference is, instead of focusing on the two extra bodies at ringside, I’ll focus on the thousands of bodies throughout the arena that are on my side. I’d also let Charlotte know that they’re on my side for a reason, and that’s because I’m Torrie Wilson, and that speaks louder than anything ‘The Royalty’ can say for themselves. Tonight, I’m going to remind Charlotte, Zelina, and Andrade of that, and be on my way on a new path in EBWF – a path that will lead me to becoming Women’s Champion once again.”
