Date: Friday January 22nd, 2010
Location: Save Mart Center; Fresno, California
Main Event: Xavier Williams vs. Harold Campbell
Notes: Susepense has been rocking since it returned to the NCW line up, and this week will be no different with some fantastic matches.
Commentators: Willy Carter and Preston Marshall
Theme: The Flame in all of Us by Thousand Foot Krutch
MATCH ONE
AYLA ST. JAMES VS. ASHLY STARR
Singles Match
Willy Carter: It's Friday night and you know what that means?
Preston Marshall: It's time for nCw SUSPENSE!
Willy Carter: WRONG! It's time for half naked white women to get DIRTY!
Preston Marshall: And that...
{"Bitch" by Dope starts to play. Three photographers flank the curtain, taking a plethora of pictures as Ayla St. James emerges. She stops, posing, letting them just snap away. Then brushes them off with a wave of the hand, and struts down the ramp. She casually dismisses all the outstretched hands, and steps up the stairs onto the apron. Stopping to pose again for the following photographers. She grabs the top rope and vaults herself into the ring, leaning against the ring ropes like she hasn't a care in the world, waiting for the match to start.}
Willy Carter: This Ayla chick looked pretty good last week when she picked up the win, lets see if she can keep that ball rolling.
Preston Marshall: Her opponent, Ashly Starr, is coming off a loss last week, so Ayla will definitely have confidence and momentum on her side.
Ashy Starr was already in the ring waiting. The ref calls for the bell and we're off. Ashly tries to lock up but Ayla kicks her hard in the gut and grabs her for a spinning neck breaker. Ayla gets right back to her feet and begins to stomp Ashly in the back over and over again. After six straight kicks the ref forces her back. Ashly gets on her hands and knees but Ayla runs at her, grabs her by the hair and bull dogs her face into the mat. Ayla quickly mounts Ashly and starts slamming her face into the mat over and over again. Once again the ref steps in to pull her off of Ashly.
Willy Carter: I'm telling you Preston, this women's division is the greatest idea ever.
Preston Marshall: I've been surprised by their in ring skills myself.
Willy Carter: Not to mention their ass....ets....
The ref helps Ashly back to her feet but only so she can take a pump kick to the midsection and then a X-Factor right in the middle of the ring. Ayla makes the pin but Ashly kicks out at two. Ayla drags her to her feet. Ashly comes to life with three forearm shots, she goes off the ropes and clothes lines Ayla. Ayla gets up and takes another clothes line. Ayla gets up again and Ashly comes in from behind and Russian leg sweeps her. Ashly rolls her over and covers but Ayla kicks out at a one count. Ashly gets to her feet, looking pretty pumped. The crowd begins to rumble in her favor as she helps Ayla to her feet. Ashly Irish whips Ayla into the corner, she goes for the splash but Ayla lifts up the leg and catches her on the chin. Ashly stumbles back and Ayla explodes out of the corner with a clothes line that sends Ashly spinning backward and onto her face. Ayla heads out onto the apron and spring boards back into the ring with a 450 splash on Ashly Starr, she covers. One.. Two.. KICK OUT AT THE LAST SECOND!
Preston Marshall: Ayla almost had the pin fall.
Willy Carter: She's dominated the whole match by wearing Ashly Starr down, move after move.
Ayla stands Ashly up and hits the Out all Night wrist lock into a side kick followed right up with a Sleep All Day. Ashly Starr is out of it and Ayla covers her again. One.. Two.. KICK OUT! Ayla leaps to her feet and shoves the ref, screaming that it was a three count, but he says now, it wasn't, Ayla is super pissed and threatens to slap the taste right out of his mouth, but behind her Ashly Starr is getting up. Ayla is completely distracted as Ashly Starr comes up from behind. Ashly raises her hand to strike and Ayla whips around and catches her with the CANADA STAR!!!! Ayla St. James hooks the leg. One... Two... THREE!!!
Amber Ashe: Your winner by pinfall... AYLA ST. JAMES!
Willy Carter: She kept the dream alive and picked up her second win in nCw, in impressive fashion.
Preston Marshall: If she keeps having matches like that, she'll be in contention for the Women's title in no time.
MATCH TWO
DARK HORSE VS. TEMPESTAD VS. FERGUS CALLAGHAN
Triple Threat Match
Preston Marshall: The crowd is warmed up after that great women's match and we're moving right along into what I'm sure will be a straight brawl between one new guy, one masked guy and one drunk guy.
Willy Carter: Sounds like the recipe to something awesome.
( All three men make their way to the ring. )
Willy Carter: That Dark Horse guy is pretty creepy looking.
Preston Marshall: Fergus doesn't seem to care at all, he's even laughing at him a little.
Willy Carter: I hope he's drunk...
Preston Marshall: Why?
Willy Carter: Other wise he's a moron, you don't point and laugh at a white man that size.
All three men circle each other as the bell rings. Fergus takes off first and goes right for th big man who boots him right in the face. Temp moves in next and tries to surprise him but Dark Horse plows him over with a shoulder block. Dark Horse scoops up Fergus and dumps him out of the ring. Temp leaps off the ropes but Dark Horse catches him by the throat and tosses him into the ropes and he flips out of the ring. Dark Horse makes his way to the top rope and the fans go pretty crazy because this guy is huge and on the top rope. He flies off looking for a body splash but Fergus and Temp bail and Dark Horse eats a mouth full of floor.
Willy Carter: HOLY CRAP THAT HAD TO HURT!
Preston Marshall: His body made a sickening thud when he hit.
Fergus and Temp roll back into the ring, Fergus is to his feet first and begins kicking and then clubbing Temp. Temp rolls back outside and pulls Fergus' legs out from under him. Temp hops onto the apron, grabs th ropes and does a senton splash back into the ring on Fergus. Temp rolls off and goes right for the top rope and a split legged moonsult, followed with a pin. One.. Two.. KICK OUT!!!
Preston Marshall: Close call right there.
Willy Carter: Tempestad is a crazy good wrestler, but Fergus is pretty nuts too, so they even out.
Tempestad rolls himself and Fergus to his feet and goes for a German suplex but Fergus rolls through it and clothes lines the back of Temp's head, slamming him into the mat. Fergus staggers around and waits for Temp to get up, when he tries, Fergus runs in a lands a knee lift followed right up with a dragon sleeper ddt. Fergus goes to the corner and climbs the ropes. Temp gets to his feet and Fergus flies off with a missile drop kick right to Temp's mid section. Fergus covers. One.. Two.. KICK OUT!
Willy Carter: Fergus Callaghan is keeping the pressure on.
Preston Marshall: The best strategy against a guy like Tempestad is to keep him grounded.
Callaghan looks a little upset as he walks around in a circle, not noticing Dark Horse re entering the ring. Fergus shakes his head and turns right into a choke slam. Tempestad kips up and gets choke slammed for his trouble. Dark Horse pins Fergus but Ferg kicks out at two. Dark Horse is up, he drags both men to their feet by their necks. Temp and Ferg kick Dark Horse in the gut and they double implant DDT him. Fergus and Temp go to opposing corners. Temp flies off with a Ángel de Guarda and Fergus hits a cork screw moonsult!
Preston Marshall: Their working together to take out Dark Horse.
Willy Carter: Sound strategy until one of them goes for the pin.
Temp goes to cover but Fergus rips him off and stands him up, Temp hits a step up enzugiri and Fergus turns and falls onto the ropes. Temp comes up from behind him and grabs his head, Fergus kicks his right foot up and catches Temp between the legs, then nails an elbow shot to the face and tosses him right out of the ring, the ref never saw the kick to the groin. Fergus drops down and pin Dark Horse. One.. Two.. Three!
Amber Ashe: Your winner by pinfall... FERGUS CALLAGHAN!!!!
Preston Marshall: Fergus got a little dirty there at the end, but he picked up the win in this triple threat match.
Willy Carter: You can't fault the guy for winning.
Preston Marshall: You can't.... I can.
Willy Carter: Moving on, next up is our main event and it's going to be FIRE!
MATCH THREE
XAVIER WILLIAMS VS. HAROLD CAMPBELL
Singles Match
Preston Marshall: Xavier Williams made his return to nCw in the Riot match, but failed to make the impact he was looking for. Perhaps tonight will be his night when he steps into the ring with Harold Campbell.
Willy Carter: I feel like my brother from another mother, Xavier Williams, is getting the short end of the stick here.
Preston Marshall: I fail to see what you mean, I do however expect an action packed main event.
**The lights in the arena begin to dim. The sound louder than ever blasts and deafens all those that are hearing able. "Party All Day" plays as the red spotlights begin to flash all over the arena. As they point to the entrance, we see a shadowy figure creep to the ring. The fans get up to their feet, as they stare down Harold Campbell making his entrance melting people's hearts. He stops and stares at all those screaming fans on the left and then on the right. He throws his arms in the air to bring more of it, they get louder as he swiftly makes his way to the apron. As he gets in, he runs to the side ropes and leans over. Pounding on his beating heart and then throwing his arm up, as explosions deafen the audience. He then sits back and waits.**
Willy Carter: Is it just me or is Harold Campbell extra scary looking tonight?
Preston Marshall: It's not just you.
"'And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers! And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee!' *gunshots and screams*"
Horns hit and smoke starts to billow from the entrance area as the arena light go into "siren mode"
"Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba You pussy niggas finna make me kill one a y'all"
Xavier steps out from behind the curtain black hoodie and bandanna on, he walks down the ramp and slides under the bottom rope, he drops to a knee with his head bowed. He pounds his fists into the mat and he stands up and starts to remove his bandanna and his jacket.
Willy Carter: YEAH BABY! XAVIER WILLIAMS IS ON SUSPENSE BROTHA! HE'S GONNA OWN THIS!
Preston Marshall: Your really excited.
Willy Carter: Xavier Williams is the only other black man in nCw, of course I'm excited.
Preston Marshall: What about Dunn?
Willy Carter: He's whiter than Chad Lights.
DING DING! Xavier comes out of his corner and goes right for Harold, landing several forearms to the face of Harold, knocking him back into the corner where Xavier lands two kicks to either of Harold's side then a open palm slap and a knife edge chop to the "WOO" of the crowd. Xavier hits another chop and then a kick. He backs up and runs in with a Yakuza Kick on Harold. Xavier grabs Harold's arm and goes to Irish whip him but Harold becomes like a dead weight when he puts on the breaks and pulls Xavier in for a clothes line. Xavier gets back up and comes right at Harold again with more rapid succession slaps across the chest but Harold grabs him by the head and head butts him, opening a cut over Xavier's eye before planting him with a shoulder block.
Willy Carter: Black Jesus, hear my prayer... GET UP!
Preston Marshall: Looks like X is trying to fight a brick wall out there.
Harold Campbell scoops X up and puts him in the tree of woe position on the ropes. Harold places his boot on X's throat and begins to crush his wind pipe. The ref counts to four and Harold backs off. He gets a running start and knees Xavier in the gut, breaking his legs free, Xavier head stands for a moment then slumps down over himself. Harold reaches down and basically palms his head and pulls him to his feet. In a moment of technical wrestling clear voyance, Harold tosses Xavier across the ring with a release German suplex.
Preston Marshall: Wow... He's throwing him around like a rag doll.
Willy Carter: Please dear baby Jesus, save my brother X from a fate most vile.
Campbell lumbers across the ring to where Xavier is. He pulls X up and X launches a elbow shot to his mouth followed right up with a spinning heel kick to his face. Harold staggers back and X Irish whips him into the corner and hits a shining wizard. From here Xavier some how picks up Harold with a belly to belly suplex. Xavier gets to his feet, having finally knocked Harold down and looks to keep on the pressure. Harold sits up and X kicks him right in the back with a shin kick, then goes off the ropes and drop kicks him in the face. Xavier kips to his feet and as Harold sits up and slams his head back down with a seated head scissors and keeps his legs locked in for a submission.
Willy Carter: YEAH BABY!
Preston Marshall: Could he make Harold tap out?
Xavier keeps the pressure on but Harold slowly starts to roll over onto his stomach, from there he pushes himself onto his hands and knees. Xavier starts to slam his leg into Harold's back but Harold throws a wild punch and catches Xavier on the chin, from there Harold stands up, Xavier's legs still on his shoulders, Harold lifts him up into a power bomb position. Harold goes to toss him down but Xavier throws his body and nails a hurricanrana!
Willy Carter: DID YOU SEE THAT!?
Preston Marshall: Very impressive.
The two of them slowly get to their feet. Xavier comes in with a running forearm to the face, he goes off the ropes and hits another. Xavier goes for a spring board and Harold moves, X lands on his feet and spins into a T-Bone suplex from Campbell. Harold lurches over Xavier and stands him up then hits his finisher The Resolution! Harold covers. One.. Two.. Three!
Amber Ashe: Your winner by pinfall... HAROLD CAMPBELL!!!
Willy Carter: SONOVABEACH!
Preston Marshall: Xavier gave it his all, but Harold just out smarted him tonight.
Willy Carter: Which is total crap. What a way to end this week.
Preston Marshall: Well, I thought it was an amazing show and I'm looking forward to next week. So until then, I'm Preston Marshall, he's Willy Carter and this has been SUSPENSE!
Fade out on Harold Campbell celebrating.