
Simon Daye: Welcome fans, another Saturday and another NCW Trauama!
Jaymie Boone: So how's the show looking?
Simon Daye: Any show that features Lance Ryan in the main event is going to be awesome. He'll be taking on Harold Campbell.
Jaymie Boone: Campbell... yum, I love that guy.
Simon Daye: Oh great............. before we get to you drooling over HC, we have the debut of Donovan Hale to get to.
Jaymie Boone: Lets hurry it up, I wanna get to campbell!
{Flanagan's Ball by Dropkick Murphy's starts to play of the PA as Fergus Callaghan and Montgomery Scott come out onto the entrance ramp. Fergus walks down with helmet on that has a couple of cans of Guinness on it. He drinks the beer as he makes his way down to the ring. He gets into the ring and burps and takes off the helmet and gets ready for the match.}
Jaymie Boone: I hope Fergus is sober....
Simon Daye: Good luck with that.
{Entrance: Donovan comes out from behind the curtain with Trinity and pauses at the top of the ramp, looking around at the torn crowd. His eyes tick around the face before he slowly starts to saunter towards the ring, a smirk pulling at the corners of his mouth. He has an arm tossed over Trinity's shoulder and she holding on to the hand that is hanging down. Donovan releases Trinity and pulls himself up with the second rope, turning around to face the crowd. He then leans down and offers his hand to Trinity, lifting her onto the apron beside him. She smiles and blows kisses to the crowd while Donovan holds open the ropes for her and then slips in himself, climbing to the top of the nearest turnbuckle. He pauses for a moment, looking out into the crowd and then he flips off turning to face the ramp (or his opponent) with determination.}
Jaymie Boone: Not bad, but he's no Harold Campbell.
Simon Daye: Good grief.
{Fergus approaches Hale goes for the lockup and takes an immediate kick to the stomach. Hale runs, bounces off the ropes and comes back with a spinning neckbreaker that brings FC down, Hale covers 1...2.. but Fergus easily escapes. Both men turnover to their feet where Fergus rears back and goes for a huge lariat but Hale runs under the attempt. Fergus stops his swing, turns around, right into a backflip kick from Hale! Fergus hits the mat hard and Hale quickly covers again 1..2... but Fergus still isn't done. Hale grabs Fergus by the head and pulls him to his feet, he drags Calllaghan to the corner and shoves him face first into the top turnbuckle before turning him around and lifting him to the top rope. Hale signals to the fans and jumps to the top, he is going for a frankensteiner but before he can do the move he takes a fist to the ribs. Fergus repositions himself, takes Hale by the head, lifts and throws him to the mat chest first from the top!}
Simon Daye: Hale may have tried to get a little cocky there..
Jaymie Boone: Went for the high impact move too early, Fergus far from done here.
{Hale holds his chest/torso in pain as Fergus leaps from the middle rope where he's standing and drives the point of his elbow into the spine of Hale. He turns Hale over and hooks a leg 1.....2.. but Hale just gets a shoulder off the mat. Fergus pulls Hale to his feet, and vertical suplex's him right back down. Fergus makes his way to the ropes, he climbs to the top and perches, he waits as Hale turns over and pushes himself back to his feet, Fergus jumps, spins and nails a corckscrew body attack! He immediately covers Hale again 1.....2.... but somehow Hale gets the shoulder up!}
Simon Daye: Wow... how did Hale get out of that!?
Jaymie Boone: Don't ask me... wow....
Simon Daye: New guy doesn't quit.
{Fergus brings Hale slowly back to his feet, he holds Hale by his head then lifts his right hand to the fans in a claw shape, they all begin to cheer as they know what's coming.}
Simon Daye: Oh no, not this!
{Fergus reaches back, falls to a knee, then grabs' Donovon's crotch with the Stubby Sheleleigh Clutch! However just as he does DH throws up a knee that catches Ferg right in the nose! Fergus releases the hold and turns around, holding his face. Hale grabs Fergus by the head and lifts him back to his feet but Fergus throws an elbow into the stomach of DH, then takes him by the arm and goes for an Irish whip, Hale hits the breaks and sends Fergus instead but Fergus flips and Irish Rose! Fergus covers again 1....2.... but again Hale is able to kick out!}
Simon Daye: How does he keep doing that?
Jaymie Boone: Don't know.... don't care, is Harold here yet?
Simon Daye: Would you focus please?
Jaymie Boone: Focus on Harold Campbell? Gladly.
Simon Daye: Ugh.....
{Fergus tries to lift Hale but sees he's nothing but dead weight, so Fergus gets up and climbs to the nearest turnbuckle, and everybody knows the “Room is spinning so fast” is coming up. Fergus leaps off the ropes and makes his double rotation and hits nothing by canvas! Fergus rolls over in pain, and Hale grabs Ferg's legs and Scorpion Pit! Fergus has nowhere to go after the miss moonsault and taps out!}
Simon Daye: Hale wins his first NCW match!
Jaymie Boone: Good for him.... one step closer to Harold Campbell....
Simon Daye: Good lord Jaymie, we're trying to enjoy the victory of the new guy here, lets wait for the main event.
Jaymie Boone: you hush.
-{{COMMERCIAL BREAK}}-
Simon Daye: Moving right along, we find the masked Mr. Red, taking on the former Xtreme Champion priest Gabriel Karras.
Jaymie Boone: Masks are hot.
Simon Daye: Since when?
Jaymie Boone: Umm.. now?
{A deep digital voice says "M-V-P" over the speakers. Then, "The Red" blasts over the PA system. Mr. Red comes out arms stretched. Mr. Blue and Mr. Brown then come out behind him. Mr. Red points to himself while shouting to crowd how good he is. Mr. Red then climbs up the steps and into the ring, Mr. Blue and Mr. Brown following. Mr. Blue grabs a microphone and hands it to Mr. Red as Mr. Brown shows off his wardrobe. Mr. Red looks out to the crowd and then says, "Who betta then Red!?" To which the crowd responds, "Everybody!" Mr. Red then responds, "Nobody!" He then walks to the corner and Mr. Blue and Mr. Brown exit the ring to wait for the match to start.}
Simon Daye: You'd think he'd stop asking that question if he never gets the right response.
Jaymie Boone: Sometimes people just need to be told what to think.
{The Somber tones of Avenge Sevenfolds 'Waking the Fallen' play, followed by the guitar. The arena lights go out and a deep red light comes on over the entrance ramp. Gabriel comes out at and kneels at the top of the ramp. He places a bible on the floor, crosses himself, then leans down and touches his forehead to it. He stands, walks to the ring and slides into it. He walks to the corner, and places the bible, then kneels in prayer until the match starts.}
Simon Daye: I think the priest also considers that his job.
Jaymie Boone: Yea, but Red is better at it.
Simon Daye: I'd question whether you believe that or not, but I know you do.
{Red charges across the ring as the bell rings, nailing Karras in the back as he's standing. Karras hits off the turnbuckle, and gets promptly dropped by a german suplex. Red spreads his arms, the crowd booing heavily. Karras gets up, and grabs Red, nailing a side russian leg sweep. Karras holds onto one of Reds arms, locking in an armlock to keep the masked man grounded. Red manages to get his feet under him, nailing Karras with several right hands to break the grip, then planting the priest down with a vicious belly to belly suplex.)
Simon Daye: For all his talk, Red is doing pretty much what he said he would.
Jaymie Boone: This is a surprise to only you Simon.
{Red lays several hard stomps to Karras, then picks him up off the canvas, whipping him across the ring. Red sets up for a back body drop, but Gabriel stops short and drops to one knee, bringing a hard uppercut to Reds jaw. Red stumbles against the ropes, coming back right into a sidewalk slam from Karras. He holds for the pin. 1...2...Kickout. Karras stands, stepping back and jumping forward to nail a knee drop to Reds chest. He backs off for a second assault, but Red gets up and meets him halfway with a huge clothesline. Red picks Karras up, and whips him into the corner, then charges at him, spearing him into the turnbuckle. Karras stumbles forward, walking into a snap powerslam from Red. Red stands up, and asks the crowd.. "Who betta than Red?"}
Jaymie Boone: Nobody!
Simon Daye: Can't say the crowd agrees with you.
Jaymie Boone: Doesn't matter to me.
{Red picks Karras up again, and sets up for a suplex. But Karras resists, kneeing Red in the gut and snapping off a suplex of his own. Karras picks Red up off the mat, and whips him across the ring, catching him on the return the Gospel according to Mark, jumping spinebuster. Karras holds for the cover. 1..2..Kickout. Karras stands up, folding his hands in front of him in prayer, then drags a thumb across his throat. He stalks Red, waiting for him to stand, then kicks him in the gut to double him over. Karras lifts Red up for the Cast into Flames, but Red squirms away, falling off his back. Red drops to the mat, and grabs Karras for a wicked neckbreaker. Red with the pin. 1...2...Kickout.}
Simon Daye: That's what good ring sense will buy you. Karras went for a finisher, but Red slipped away and countered.
Jaymie Boone: That's why nobody betta than Red.
Simon Daye: I won't take your word for it.
{Red gets to his feet, picking Karras up. Karras shoves him away, then charges forward for a clothesline. Red ducks under it. Karras comes back and Red catches him, ready to dispense a Flatliner. But Karras nails an elbow to the side of the head, then locks Red into the suplex grip, and hoists him high. Then drives him down with the Fall from Grace.}
Simon Daye: Fall from Grace! Another Angel lost his wings.
{Karras with the pin. 1...2...3!!!}
Jaymie Boone: NO!
Simon Daye: Yes! The priest collects the win. Another impressive match on the better of the two nCw shows.
Jaymie Boone: We're sooo the second show.
Simon Daye: Quiet Jaymie. We'll be right back.
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Simon Daye: Tonights main event is almost a dream match come true for a certain group of people. The biggest name from the land of Xtreme, Harold Campbell, redebued with nCw during the Riot match, and this week he takes on the biggest name in nCw history... LANCE RYAN!!!!
Jaymie Boone: This is one of the few matches I'm looking forward to seeing this week Daye.
Simon Daye: Me too. You've gotta wonder if Lance is truly ready to face Campbell, he openly admit knowing next to nothing about him.
Jaymie Boone: Theres a thing line between confident and ****y, Lance walks it well, but it's anyone's guess if he'll cross that line tonight.
"I Will Not Bow" by Breaking Benjamin blares throughout the arena and the fans get to their feet as they know that Lance Ryan is about to make his presence felt inside the arena. The lights go out and all that can be seen now are flashes from cameras and cell phones alike. Suddenly pyro goes off in a masive explosion at the top of the ramp, and Lance Ryan appears as red fireballs shoot up, lighting the arena. As Lance starts to make his way to the ring, the lights slowly rise from darkness to bright. He slaps hands with a few fans on his way to the ring and then rolls into the ring under the bottom rope. He gets to his feet and cycles around to each side of the ring, one foot on the second rope and one arm raised high in the air as the fans cheer for him and he takes it all in.
Simon Daye: Ryan was a bit disappointed when he didn't win the Riot, but he isn't letting it hold him back as he drives toward the future and a third World Title reign.
Jaymie Boone: He should really try and stay focused on the present, because Harold Campbell is not the push over Lance thinks he is.
Simon Daye: A threat indeed, one Ryan may or may not regret looking past.
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.
Simon Daye: The arrogant grin on Campbell's face says it all, he's ready for what nCw has to throw at him.
Jaymie Boone: For those who don't know, Harold Campbell was a huge star in another promotion, but I don't think he's ever faced a Lance Ryan.
Harold looks around himself and back at Lance who is quite a bit smaller than he is. Harold laughs and says "Are you kidding?" then turns his back and tells Lance to "Go for it."
Jaymie Boone: Campbell is pretty sure of himself.
Simon Daye: He better be, inviting an attack from Lance Ryan is not a good idea.
Lance shrugs and comes up behind Harold, the fans firmly in support of Ryan how rears back to club Harold but Harold rockets an elbow into the face of Ryan. Campbell grabs Ryan by the throat and throws him into the corner. Campbell plants four sharp elbows into the face of Lance Ryan followed right up with five knee lifts to the midsection.
Simon Daye: Woah, Campbell managed to trick Ryan and gain the early advantage.
Jaymie Boone: He has height, weight and strength over Ryan, but Ryan can persevere like no one else, as long as he can keep his shoulders off the mat, all he has to do is out last Harold Campbell.
Simon Daye: You could be right Jaymie.
Campbell latches on to Ryan with a hip toss and sends him flying out of the corner. Ryan lands on his buttocks and Campbell plants a giant boot in the back of his head as he sits up. Ryan nearly doubles over, but Campbell doesn't give him time to recover and lifts him back to his feet then right up into the air with a full nelson slam.
Simon Daye: Harold Campbell doesn't worry about finesse, he just throws you around until you don't get up.
Jaymie Boone: Clumsy and dangerous.
Ryan rolls over and tries to push himself off the mat but Campbell latches on to his head with one fist and begins to squeeze like he's about to pop a balloon. Ryan screams in pain and struggles for the ropes. Campbell puts a boot on the back of Ryan's head, lets go and pushes his face into the mat then begins to step down even harder, pressing Ryan's head against the mat.
Jaymie Boone: He's going to crush his head like a grape.
The ref is checking on Lance, but Lance doesn't want to give up even though he has nearly 300 pounds of weigh coming down on top of his skull. Lance tries to club at Campbell but it just isn't enough to get him off. Finally Campbell steps back into one of the corner of the ring and allows Lance to slowly get back up. As Ryan turns around Campbell charges at him and goes for a massive clothes line, but Ryan turns at the last second and leap frogs over Campbell delivering the Trans Continental neck breaker. Both men are down.
Simon Daye: Ryan came out of no where with that move.
Jaymie Boone: The trans continental neck breaker, you gotta watch out for that.
Simon Daye: Ryan is tactician, he picks and choses his moments well.
Lance turns over first and drags himself to the ropes, he begins to pull himself up one rope at a time. Harold sits up, woozy, but he's recovering fast. Lance is up, but he's still pretty out of it as Campbell turns to face him. Harold charges right at Lance, but Lance ducks behind him and connects with the Reality Check. Harold doesn't go down, Lance backs off and waits for Campbell to come around, slowly he turns and thats when Ryan drives him into the corner turnbuckles with a ROADBLOCK!!!!
Simon Daye: THE ROADBLOCK!!! ITS ALL OVER!!!!
Ryan drags Campbell out of the corner and covers him, One... Two.. KICK OUT!!!!
Jaymie Boone: Not quite, Campbell some how got the shoulder up.
Lance is up, still a little out of it, but he looks amped up now. Waiting for Campbell to get back to his feet. Harold rolls over and starts to push himself up but gets broad sided by a shoulder block that sends him into the ropes, on the rebound he is caught with a fire man's carry take down. Campbell tries to get right back to his feet by Lance spins him around and over with a snap mare followed up with a hard shin kick to his back. Harold gives a little yelp before Ryan runs past him, hits the ropes and comer back with a diving clothes line. Ryan covers again. One.. Two.. KICK OUT!
Simon Daye: Ryan is giving it everything he has to put this big man down, but Campbell has too much left in the tank to burn out now.
Jaymie Boone: This is exactly how I saw this match going, Lance tired Harold out and then came at him like there was no tomorrow. A few more moves like that and Campbell won't be kicking out.
Ryan doesn't look pleased and mounts Harold where he begins to throw fist after fist into is face. The ref grabs underneath the shoulders of Ryan and tries to pull him off of Campbell. The two of them start to argue as Harold gets up. Ryan turns back and right into a big boot that rockets him into the ropes and Harold catches him on the rebound with a side slam.Harold helps Lance up then pulls him up to a power bomb position, from there he throws him into the corner, Ryan's head cracking against one of the turnbuckles.
Simon Daye: What vicious power bomb, if Campbell covers now he may have this one in the bag.
Harold looks pretty pleased with himself as he hoists Ryan up and begins to throw wild closed fists into the forehead of Lance Ryan. The ref tries to pull him off but Campbell shoves him and lifts Ryan up for a double handed choke slam over one knee. Harold makes a cover. One.. Two.. KICK OUT!
Jaymie Boone: Lance Ryan kicks out, but just barely. The fire in his eyes is almost out.
Simon Daye: One or two more big power moves could put Lance down for the count.
Jaymie Boone: Personally I'd hate to see a sexy piece of meat like Lance lose to a ugly monster like Campbell, but if he doesn't mount some kind of offense, this may be the end of an era for Ryan.
Simon Daye: Nice pun.
Campbell looks pretty worn out as he stands Lance Ryan up again. Lance takes a swing but Campbell knees him in the gut and twists him around for the Resolution. Just as Harold is about to deliver his finishing move, a spinning reverse ddt, known as the Resolution, Ryan blocks the move by dropping to his knees and jabbing Campbell with a sharp elbow. Ryan spring back to his feet with a European upper cut that stuns Harold Campbell then nails him right in the jaw with CANADA CALLING! Ryan hooks the leg and the ref makes the count. One.. Two.. THREE!!!!
Simon Daye: Harold Campbell looked like he had this one, but at the last possible second Lance managed to get out of the Resolution and land Canada Calling right on the money.
Jaymie Boone: Lance will try and tell us all it was a days work, but I think we all know he earned this victory tonight.
Amber Ashe: YOUR WINNER BY PINFALL!!!! LANCE RYAN!!!!
Ryan is on his knees as the ref raises his hand, Ryan pulls his hand away, stands up and throws both arm up to the pop of the crowd.
Simon Daye: Thank you for tuning into Trauma and make sure you tune in for Collision tomorrow night when Angel takes on his brother in law, Rob Diamond in a Grudge match, as well as the world champion Falcon facing off against Jimmy Zane and Nelly Angel in a non title triple threat match. GOOD NIGHT!
Fade to black on Lance Ryan celebrating in the ring.