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Price held a press conference in Toronto, where she is currently filming, to address the media, where she not only came out, but she kicked the closet door down.
"Over the last few weeks, many questions about my sexuality have circulated in the media," said Price. "I've always tried my best to be open and honest about myself with my fans and colleagues. I've also tried to remain true to myself and keep my private life private.
"I am not, and have never been, ashamed of who I am. I'm a proud gay woman. I believe everyone has the right to happiness and to love whoever their heart tells them to."
Price recently fired her agent, Randy Johnson, after discovering he was paying hush money to ex-lovers without Price's knowledge.
Johnson, and other Hollywood executives, recommended Price keep her sexuality a secret, even implying her career would suffer should she come out to the public.
"No one should feel threatened or scared to be who they are. Whether we are gay, straight, bi, trans, black or white, or somewhere in between, we are all human. Sexual preference, gender, colour, race, or religion do not change the fact we all still breathe the same air. We all bleed red. We all feel pain, sadness, hope, and happiness.
"At the end of the day, I hope it is not our differences that divide us, but love that unites us."
It's been two weeks since Tyra's press conference, and the media is still eating it up. I don’t know how they do it, but Holly and Em are doing an outstanding job juggling Tyra and the Northmen.
We're at the top of the conference and the team is gearing up for the playoffs next month. We've won eight of our last ten games, and everything is running smoothly—except for Em and me. She’s still avoiding me. It's all been surface-level friendliness and business, and I'm sick of it. I said being friends was enough, but it's not. I planned to wear her down with patience, but all I've accomplished is to make myself crazy.
I need to up my game.
I'm so damned proud of Em that my chest feels like it will explode whenever I see her. I've tried the direct and non-direct approaches, and neither seems to be working. It's time to call in the help.
Ryan:Hey guys, I need some advice.
Ollie: Ozzy, you owe me twenty bucks. I told you he'd eventually call in the big guns for help. BTW we're the big guns.
Ozzy: WTF is taking you so long, Monk? We've been reading the gossip columns, and you're not in them.
Ollie: I can't believe I'm saying this, but seriously dude, why aren't you making the moves on our sister?
Ryan: I'm trying, but she's not biting. She's avoiding me.
Ollie: Try harder.
Ozzy: ‘That’s what she said.’ :P
Ryan: I didn’t come here for ‘that’s what she said’ jokes, you dick.
Ozzy: Ask your captain, Monk. He knows how to woo a woman. He and Holly are media darlings. Charity kisses, big grand gestures. Did you see the shit Holly pulled at the game before Christmas break?
Ollie: It was like watching one of those fucking Hallmark movies chicks love.
Ryan: Ha! You love those cheesy movies.
Ollie: Yeah, because they're fucking awesome. Who doesn't want to fall in love with a grumpy-sunshine Christmas tree farmer with an unruly but charming family in small-town Vermont?
Ozzy: Our point is...drum roll, please.
Ollie: *Drum Emoji*
Ozzy: You need to woo her.
Ryan: What does that even mean?
Ollie: Dictionary.com, dumbass! Woo: to seek the favour, affection, or love of, especially with a view towards marriage.
Ozzy: We're assuming you have gentlemanly intentions towards our sister.
Ryan: Jesus Christ, what other TV shows have you been watching? Downton Abby?
