After Mexico, it was off to Italy for Bestya Wrestling.
And Mama Mia—this trip? Pure magic.
The kind of magic I’ll remember for the rest of my life.
Last time I was in Italy, I was in Rome. This time, I landed in the cutest little town called Crema. And the second I arrived, I was welcomed by the Beasty crew —who always take such amazing care of me.
I stepped into the ring with a rising talent, Swann—and get this… we wrestled in an old disco club. Yeah. A disco club. First time for everything
The crowd was loud, passionate, alive. And after the match, Bestya presented me with flowers. Such a simple moment—but one I’ll never forget.
Being their champion… watching this company grow… knowing they’re heading to Italian television…
I got emotional.
Because what if there’s a little girl watching one day, somewhere in Italy, and she sees us and says—
“That’s my dream.”
That’s what this is about.
The impact we make—it’s not just for a moment.
It’s for a lifetime.
And after handling business in the ring?
I got to live.
Five days of exploring Italy. Of slowing down and soaking it all in.
Bestya took me to my first international basketball game with Olimpia Milano, and they surprised me with a personalized jersey—my angel number 37 on it.
The next day, we slowed things down with a trip to the most beautiful little town for wine tasting. Singing, dancing, embracing the culture, the people, the vibe.
That’s what I love about this life.
Not just the wrestling.
But the connection.
And being able to truly enjoy it—
