Try to lure her in by acting exhausted and worn-out.

You lie on the mat for a couple seconds longer than you really need to, exaggerating your breathing and the effort it takes you to get back up again. Once you find your feet, you deliberately stumble a little, taking up a weak-looking stance to invite La Diabla to go on the attack.

Sure enough, an anticipatory grin spreads across her face as she moves to take the offensive. She raises her arms to lock up with you, and you realize it’s your time to strike.

“Surprise, bitch,” you say as you grab La Diabla under the arms, lifting her over your head. She gasps in shock as her feet leave the ground, but doesn’t react fast enough to stop you. You hold her there poised for a couple of seconds to build up crowd hype, then bring her crashing down crotch-first onto your knee in a devastating atomic drop that brings the crowd to its feet. Angelica shrieks in pain, and there’s a wet splat when she makes impact as her fluids splash onto your knee and the canvas.

The announcer winces. “Ouch! Even for a woman, a hit that hard to the groin doesn’t exactly tickle. I wouldn’t want to be in La Diabla’s place after that.”

You let her fall back limply onto the mat and follow her down, hooking her leg for the pinfall. To add insult to injury, you bring your free hand around and deliver a firm smack to La Diabla’s tender pussy, eliciting another few drops of liquid and a yelp of pain as the ref counts her out.

You’ve won a point for a pinfall.