Some wrestlers spend their careers chasing cheers. Others, like Miss Janeth, made an artform out of being booed. A bruising brawler draped in glitter and menace, Janet Fragoso Alonso—born January 14, 1973—didn’t just play the bad guy in the ring; she made being a ruda an Olympic-level pursuit of poetic vengeance. For over a decade, she clawed her way through the chaos of AAA’s women’s division, earning her crown the hard way: with black eyeliner, flying knees, and the scalps of her fallen foes.
If lucha libre is theater, Miss Janeth was Shakespeare’s Lady Macbeth in sequins: bold, brutal, and one hair match away from a blood sacrifice.
From Sister to Scourge
Wrestling runs in the Fragoso bloodline like tequila and generational trauma. Miss Janeth is the younger sister of Zuleyma, herself a respected luchadora with a reputation for punishing neckbreakers and unyielding aggression. But where Zuleyma carried herself with the quiet dignity of a veteran, Miss Janeth walked into the spotlight like she’d just run someone over in the parking lot—and enjoyed it.
Janeth’s early years in AAA saw her relegated to the mid-card, her wicked talent eclipsed by more camera-friendly technicas. But being overlooked only made her meaner. In 1996, she got her first signature moment: a hair vs. hair victory over Migala. In lucha tradition, hair matches are less about championships and more about humiliation—and nobody weaponized shame better than Janeth.
By 1998, she was scalping names like Rosy Moreno and Xóchitl Hamada at Verano de Escándalo. Janeth wasn’t just winning; she was turning trios matches into executions. And just to rub salt into the wounds, she did it while teaming with old enemies, proving the enemy of your enemy can still stab you in the back—after she pins you.
Reina de Reinas: Always the Threat
Through the late ‘90s and early 2000s, Miss Janeth became a staple of the Reina de Reinas tournaments, consistently making it to the finals but never quite clutching the crown. She was lucha libre’s Susan Lucci—until 2006, when she snapped the curse like a wristlock and won the whole damn thing.
The finals were a four-way dance of chaos, featuring Martha Villalobos, Cynthia Moreno, and La Diabólica—a collection of wrestlers known more for drawing blood than fans. Janeth emerged victorious, not just winning the tournament but solidifying her place in lucha royalty. Finally, the queen ruled—crown crooked, but firmly affixed.
But in classic lucha libre fashion, her spotlight was short-lived. The very next month, at Rey de Reyes 2006, she captained an eight-woman tag team of legends—Lola Gonzalez, Cinthia Moreno, and Martha Villalobos—only to lose the match via disqualification. Because sometimes even legends can’t resist tossing a chair or two.
UWA Comeback Kid
In 2001, Janeth did the unthinkable: she brought the UWA World Women’s Championship back to life. The Universal Wrestling Association had folded in 1995, but the belt was dusted off and handed to Janeth like a prophecy fulfilled—10 years after her sister Zuleyma had last held it.
Janeth beat a trail through the competition, dropped the title to Ayako Hamada for a cup of coffee in 2002, and then took it back. Because if there’s one thing a ruda hates more than losing, it’s a clean loss. Janeth reigned as a cold, calculated champion who made holding a belt look like holding a vendetta.
Las Brujas and the Vanishing Act
In 2007, Janeth teamed up with Tiffany and Rossy Moreno to form Las Brujas—The Witches. On paper, they were a goth girl gang of piledrivers and backstage politics. In reality, they disappeared faster than a storyline with logic in AAA. The faction fizzled, but Janeth carried her dark energy solo to one last Reina de Reinas final in 2007 before vanishing from TV.
Did she retire? Did she take a hiatus? Was she spirited away by angry spirits from past hair matches? No one knows. Like a good villain, Miss Janeth left when it suited her—and didn’t ask for a sendoff.
Legacy: A Ruda’s Redemption
Miss Janeth never needed to be liked. That’s what made her great.
She didn’t cut promos dripping in sentiment. She cut hair.
She didn’t need your sympathy—she had two UWA titles, a Reina de Reinas championship, and more scars than accolades. She wrestled with a snarl, sneered at crowd favorites, and weaponized every moment in the ring to make sure no one forgot her.
Even when AAA pivoted to the Apache family drama, sidelining its pioneers in favor of newer, shinier narratives, Janeth stood tall. She didn’t beg for relevance—she earned it, one body slam at a time.
Final Thoughts from the Wreckage
Janeth may have left the bright lights and bloody feuds behind, but her shadow still lingers over the AAA ring. You can see it in every ruda who walks in with a smirk and a steel chair. In every Reina de Reinas tournament, her ghost hovers, whispering, “Make them bleed before they cheer.”
Miss Janeth wasn’t just a wrestler. She was a warning shot in glitter boots.
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