Alright, let me tell you ’bout these two gals, Bianca Belair and Jade Cargill. They’re wrestlers, you know, on TV. Big, strong women, not like them skinny things you see on magazines.
Bianca, she’s been around a while. Folks seem to like her, always cheerin’ and clappin’. She’s real athletic, jumps around and does flips and stuff. Reminds me of them squirrels in my backyard, always jumpin’ from tree to tree. She was doin’ her thing, winnin’ matches and all, before this Jade came along.
Now, Jade, she’s somethin’ else. She’s newer, I think. Big, real big, muscles everywhere. Looks like she could pull a tractor out of a ditch. And she’s got this attitude, you know? Like she ain’t afraid of nobody. Folks were talkin’ ’bout her, sayin’ she was gonna be a big deal.
So, these two, they ended up together, tag team partners they call it. Like when you and your husband work together in the garden, only they’re wrestlin’ instead of pullin’ weeds. And wouldn’t you know it, they started winnin’. Won those tag team championships, twice even! Folks went wild. They make a good team, Bianca with her speed and Jade with her power. Like a hammer and a nail, workin’ together.
But it ain’t always smooth sailin’, you know? Just like when the weather turns sour on your crops, things happen. Jade, she got hurt. Yeah, somethin’ ’bout an attack, some unknown person. Folks were sayin’ she couldn’t wrestle no more, not for a while anyways. That WarGames thing, she had to miss it. Bianca, she was upset, you could see it on her face. Like when you lose your best hen to a fox.
- They got the belts, them championship thingamajigs.
- Jade got hurt, couldn’t wrestle for a bit.
- Folks like watchin’ ’em, they’re excitin’.
I heard some folks sayin’ Jade’s married to some baseball fella, used to play ball on TV too. And Bianca, she’s married to another wrestler, one of them high-flyin’ fellas. They all met at that wrestlin’ school, where they learn how to jump and flip and all that. It’s like a regular family affair, only with more spandex and fake punches.
They’re good for business, these two. People watch ’em, buy their t-shirts and stuff. Like when the county fair comes to town, everyone spends their money on rides and cotton candy. They’re good at entertainin’, that’s for sure. Even I get a kick out of watchin’ ’em sometimes, even though I don’t understand half of what they’re doin’. But that’s alright, long as they’re puttin’ on a good show.
There was talk about Jade fightin’ some other girl, before she teamed up with Bianca. A feud, they call it. Like when your neighbor’s cow keeps breakin’ into your pasture and you gotta keep chasin’ it out. But they didn’t end up fightin’, least not yet. Maybe they will later, who knows? These wrestlin’ folks, they’re always changin’ their minds, like the wind.
So, that’s the story of Bianca Belair and Jade Cargill, as far as I can tell. They’re tough gals, good wrestlers, and folks seem to like ’em. They win some, they lose some, they get hurt sometimes, but they always come back. Like a good ol’ weed, you can’t keep ’em down for long. And that’s all there is to it, ain’t much more complicated than plantin’ corn, really.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I gotta go feed my chickens. They’re squawkin’ louder than a crowd at a wrestlin’ match.
Tags: [WWE, Bianca Belair, Jade Cargill, Women’s Wrestling, Tag Team, Champions, Injury, WarGames]
