Report: There Was a Cat Fight for the Ages Involving Jordon Hudson, Linda Holliday, and Miss Massachusetts at a Nantucket Christmas Event

I assume you're growing tired of Jordon Hudson stories. I know I am. I'm using so much bandwidth in my head to remember to spell her name JordOn, that I know the next time I write about Michael Jordan, brain is going to autocorrect itself to her spelling. There's been too much coverage. Too many stories. Too much attention. And we're all getting burned out by it.
But that's the business. You've got to go where the news leads you. For example:
But holy moly, a couple of little updates like Hudson telling people she and Bill Belichick are engaged and him spitting in the eye of centuries of maritime superstition by changing the name of his boat to include her are nothing compared to what we woke up to this morning:
Source - Bill Belichick's ex-girlfriend, Linda Holliday, ran into his current one, Jordon Hudson, while the two were at a Christmas party late last year … and TMZ Sports has learned their meetup was anything but friendly.
The intense encounter went down on Dec. 6 … at a "Stroll Party" in Massachusetts hosted by Dreamland -- which describes itself as "Nantucket Island's Year-Round Nonprofit Film, Performing Arts & Cultural Center."
Holliday's daughters -- Ashley and Kat Hess, AKA The Hess Twins -- were DJing the bash … which started at around 7 PM.
But, according to a Dreamland incident report we obtained, at around 9:30 PM -- Holliday, who reportedly moved into a Belichick-purchased Nantucket home in 2024, contacted an event official with a Hudson-related issue.

The documents state Holliday was upset by the presence of Belichick's current girlfriend … believing it was "inappropriate, since the event was widely advertised as a party headlined by her daughters."
"She asked that I remove Ms. Hudson from the premises," the official wrote in the report.
A short time later, according to the documents, Holliday was seen on security video confronting Hudson with a few of her friends right in the middle of a dance floor. …
"I asked Ms. Hudson if she thought it was a good idea to be there considering the clear animosity the above individuals felt towards her," the official wrote in the docs. "She defended herself by saying she'd done nothing wrong, and it was her first time attending Christmas Stroll and wanted to attend the 'big party' going on that night, which happened to be the one featuring the Hess Twins."
"She said she was not looking to cause any problems, but just wanted to go out and have fun with her friend," who the report ID'ed as Melissa Sapini, Miss Massachusetts USA 2024. …
Hudson agreed to leave -- but as she and Sapini were walking out, the event staffer stated Hudson told them Holliday, who has ties to the pageant world, threatened Sapini while they were on the dance floor.
She said Holliday told Sapini if she "valued her current title, she should think twice about who her friends are." …
The documents noted Sapini did not speak, but did begin to cry in the corner of the room while the conversation was going on.
A short time later, the event staffer returned to speak with Holliday, who said, "If this didn't involve my girls, I don't think this would have bothered me as much, but because it did the 'momma bear' in me came out.'"
If I didn't know better, I'd think this was all just staged as a pilot for Real Housewives of Nantucket. Their Christmas episode, no less. I mean, it just has every plot thread you could hope for. Wealthy elites. A love triangle. Beauty queens. Jealousy. Hot girls dancing. An age gap. A power dynamic. a momma bear protecting her cubs. Politics. Threats. Tears. The official from Dreamland having to step in and do the "Ladies, PLEASE!!!" thing.
I'm sure somewhere in here we'll find a flamboyant, stylish gay friend and someone getting a faceful of Throwing Wine, and you'll have completed your Reality TV Sudoku.
And this is what happens when women have been competing for the affection of one of the world's most desirable men.

When the prize is winning this man's heart, the stakes are high. Like Highlander, there can only be one. And that's enough to make even the most elegant, sophisticated ladies of Massachusetts' most exclusive resort town turn into rage monsters, green with envy. And leave our reigning pageant champion reduced to tears in the corner of a function hall at Christmas.
I've never had two women competing for my affection, so I can't at all imagine what it's like. All I can say is that no man is more worth fighting over than this one.