Liz Savage Accuses NWA Vice President David Lagana of Sexual Assault

Independent wrestler Liz Savage has accused NWA Vice President David Lagana of sexual assault. Savage posted to Twitter on Thursday in the wake of the flood of allegations coming out of the UK wrestling scene, alleging that Lagana sexually assaulted her ten years ago.

Savage noted that she took a hiatus from the industry due to the alleged assault, which she says happened in 2010 when he was working between ROH and TNA. She noted they were friends for four years and told Savage that he would put her on NWA Championship Wrestling From Hollywood and she could stay with him until she got her own place. However, when she moved to Los Angeles she found out that her roommate had no idea that she was coming.

Savage states that Lagana largely icnored her until about two months into her stay, they were at the home together. They were sharing a bed platonically with their clothes on at the time and she said she woke up with Lagana with his hand down her pants and “touching himself.” She says she froze at first, pretended she was asleep and then pulled away, and that he kicked her out that week with less than a week’s notice.

Savage says she didn’t go to the police at the time because “They don’t help sexual assault victims” and didn’t go to Twitter because she “knew it would get ugly and they would blame me and say I was just trying to get famous.”

Savage’s full post is below. Lagana has yet to respond to the allegations.

After being friends with David Lagana for four years he sexually assaulted me.

I moved to LA after two years of him asking me to come out. He told me I was a real friend to him as I had been there for him when he was at his lowest, he wanted to bring me out to LA for work.

He was back and forth between (ROH/TNA) companies at the time (2010) but told me if I came to LA he would put me on NWA Hollywood and he needed someone to help him make the wrestling promotion agency he wanted to run a reality. I could even stay with him until I got my place and he’d show me around. None of this happened except the moving part.

I moved my whole life across the country to find out his roommate who he said was cool with it…had no idea I was coming. Luckily that wasn’t the bad situation. We got along fine. Dave either completely ignored me or was on the road. No problem…I am self-reliant. But LA is always tougher than you would imagine.

I shared a bed with Dave, though nothing was romantic or sexual. In fact, he never made a move on me ever during waking hours. I trusted him completely even though things weren’t going as planned. I figured work was rough and as a writer myself, I know focusing can be tough, and he had work transitions going on.

About two months into my stay, I had gotten a job and was working very little, my savings was running dry from adventures all over job hunting, one night he was home and we went to bed. Everything was normal. We had clothes on, I fell asleep.

I woke up in the middle night of the night and he had his hand down the front of my pants underneath my underwear. He was also touching himself. I was scared. I froze for a moment and pretended I was asleep. Then I tossed hard and pulled away, hoping he would leave me alone. He did. Then he kicked me out that week with less than a week’s notice.

I have spoken to very few people about this…mainly because I was mad at myself for letting this happen.

I didn’t go to the police because f–k the police. They don’t help sexual assault victims.

I didn’t go to wrestling Twitter because I knew it would get ugly and they would blame me and say I was just trying to get famous. I wasn’t.

And now I have nothing left to prove. If you don’t want to book me…oh f–k well. Am I a mess of controversy in other ways? You bet. Am I malicious? Nope. Just pi–sed I didn’t break his f–cking arm.