The opening notes of Jet Black Stare’s “Ready To Roll” pump through the speakers as dry ice smoke floods the floor. Red and green stage lights illuminate the entrance ramp and stage. As the line "City lights are burning bright behind me" hits, Andrew steps out, head bowed and arms at his side. The moment the chorus hits, he throws his hands up, shouting in anticipation, and red and green fireworks flare up. He bounds down to the ring, interacting with the fans when he can. Amber Ashe announces his statistics: “On his way to the ring….From Minneapolis, Minnesota…..Weighing in at two hundred and thirty-five pounds…….‘The North Star’ Andrew Jacobsennnnnnnn.” Andrew climbs onto the apron, throwing his hands up once more. He then slides between the ropes and awaits his opponent.

Simon Daye: “We saw Jacobsen make his debut last week in a win over the intimidating Blackheart.”

Jaymie Boone: “Both those guys are rookies. This week he’s facing the battle tested Fergus Callaghan.”

Simon Daye: “Nevertheless, he looked impressive. Let’s see how he handles himself tonight.”

“Flanagan's Ball” by Dropkick Murphys starts to play over 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. Ashe announces the opponent: “Coming down the aisle…Accompied by Montgomery Scott…..From Boston, Massachusetts…..Weighing in at two hundred and twenty-five pounds…..‘The Dublin Destroyer’ Fergus Callaghannnnnnnn.” He gets into the ring and burps while getting ready for the match.

Jaymie Boone: “Ah. Fergus is here. I’m gonna see if he has any extra beers.”

Simon Daye: “Why would you do that?”

Jaymie Boone: “I might need one…..or fifteen to get through this match.”

Simon Daye: “Don’t you ever get excited about anything?”

Jaymie Boone: “I get excited when it’s over.”

The referee calls both men to the center of the ring and they follow orders, staring each other down. The ref demands that Fergus remove his beer drinking cap. Fergus argues with the official as Jacobsen looks on with a smirk. Fergus finally removes the cap, before placing it on his opponent’s head. “The North Star” is confused by this and looks around, before Fergus connects with a left hand, sending him to the mat. The referee motions for the bell to ring, and the match officially begins.

Simon Daye: “What a smart move by Fergus.”

Jaymie Boone: “Yeah, yeah. It was brilliant.”

Fergus follows up his sucker punch with a stiff kick to Andrew’s back as the referee grabs the beer helmet and throws it out of the ring. Callaghan mounts his opponent and reigns down on him with some closed fist punches. The ref pulls at Fergus’ waist to separate the two, distracting him long enough to allow Jacobsen to regain his composure and run at Callaghan. Fergus was ready, ducking a clothesline attempt and rolling up Andrew in a small package. Only a one count, as Jacobsen kicks out quickly. Both men are up as Fergus connects with a kick in the gut and hooks the head lifting up the opponent and bringing him crashing back down in a delayed vertical suplex. He stumbles around quickly enough to catch Jacobsen in a picture perfect armbar. Andrew writhes in pain as Fergus twists his arm to provide ultimate discomfort. Jacobsen reaches for the ropes but is too far. Just as Jacobsen is about to tap, Fergus loses his focus and lets up on the hold, allowing Andrew to riggle loose. Andrew Jacobsen gets to his feet and quickly comes back down on Callaghan with an elbow drop. Both men return to their feet, as Jacobsen bounces off the ropes, sending them back down as he connects with a huge lariat. Pin attempt. 1...2. Kick out by Fergus. Jacobsen is getting fired up and plays to the crowd. Half of them cheer, and the other half are behind “The Dublin Destroyer.” Jacobsen springboards off the ropes and connects with a low dropkick to Fergus’ knee and immediately follows it up with a Russian Leg Sweep.

Simon Daye: “The rookie is on fire. He’s going hard on Fergus right now. (He turns to see Jaymie wearing Fergus‘ beer helmet.”

Jaymie Boone: “What?”

Simon Daye: “Are you drinking on the job?”

Jaymie Boone: “No…”

Jacobsen goes to the top rope and comes through the air with a Senton Bomb, but Fergus rolls out of the ring and Jacobsen crashes and burns on the canvas. Fergus rolls back in the ring as Andrew holds his back. Callaghan sneaks up behind him and hits a reverse DDT, before lifting the opponent back up and hitting a regular DDT. Fergus goes for the pinfall. 1.…2.…Andrew gets his shoulder up in the knick of time. Fergus rolls out of the ring once again and approaches his manager Montgomery Scott. They have a heated discussion over the whereabouts of his beer helmet, and Montgomery points him to Jaymie who is sitting at the announce desk nonchalantly drinking Fergus’ beer. Callaghan angrily stumbles over to the announce desk and yells at Jaymie Boone. Boone stands up and prepares to hand back over his prized possession, but “The North Star” slams his opponent’s head on the desk. Fergus grabs his skull and turns around as Jacobsen grabs him and Belly-To-Belly Suplexes Callaghan through the announce table!

Simon Daye: “Hey! This isn’t the Spanish Announce Table!”

Jaymie Boone: “Yeah. We hablo English.”

Simon Daye: “You know this is all your fault right? You could have just gave him back his novelty helmet.”

Jaymie Boone: “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

The referee’s count reaches six as Jacobsen climbs back into the ring, before rolling back out to break the count. Jacobsen lifts Fergus to his feet and rolls him back into the ring. Fergus stumbles to his feet and Andrew whips him into the corner. He lifts Callaghan up to the top rope and follows suit, hooking his head for a Superplex attempt. Fergus blocks the suplex attempt by grabbing Jacobsen’s penis and balls in the Stubby Shillelagh. Fergus tightens his grip as Jacobsen falls from the top rope and lays on the ground grabbing his nether regions in pain. Fergus flies through the air with a Corkscrew Moonsault, coming down hard across the fallen opponent. He goes for the pin. 1.…2.….Jacobsen barely gets his shoulder up. Fergus doesn’t waste much time in capitalizing, by kicking Jacobsen repeatedly in the chest and back. Jacobsen fights trough the pain, chopping Fergus after every kick, eventually getting the better of the Irishman, and backing him off. Jacobsen lifts Callaghan up, before bringing him down in an Inverted Atomic Drop, before coming off the ropes with the Body Check. Jacobsen goes for the pin. 1.…2.….kicks out at the last possible moment. Jacobsen gets up and lightly argues with the referee, but the official insists it was a two count. Jacobsen struggles to get Fergus to his feet, but manages to lift him in position for the Borealis. He throws Fergus back over his head, but he miraculously lands on his feet and hits a Neckbreaker. Both men lie motionless in the ring as the crowd stomps and claps trying to get them to their feet. After a few seconds, they both manage to bring themselves up, and they exchange punches. Jacobsen goes for the super kick, but Fergus ducks it and tries to lock on a Rear Naked Choke. Jacobsen slips loose and slides between Fergus’ legs and gets behind him before connecting with a neck shattering German Suplex. He doesn’t release after the Suplex however, he brings Callaghan back up and connects with another German. Again he doesn’t release and he connects with a third German Suplex. Following the Hat-Trick Suplexes, Andrew Jacobsen grabs the arm and locks in the infamous Crossface submission. He leans back to increase the pressure to a maximum.

Jaymie Boone: “He hit the Triple Germans and the Crippler Crossface? Somebody warn his wife and kids.”

Simon Daye: “Why would you…? That’s just wrong.”

Jaymie Boone: “Too soon?”

Simon Daye: “Too soon.”

Jacobsen clenches the vicious hold in hopes of a submission. Fergus tries to fight loose, but Andrew only exerts more force. Fergus manages to back up a bit, but still can’t break the hold. However his manager Montgomery Scott sneakily walks over and grabs Fergus’ foot, pulling it across the bottom rope. The referee sees Fergus’ foot on the ropes and calls for Jacobsen to break the hold. The count gets to four before Andrew breaks in frustration. Jacobsen climbs to the top rope and flies off, connecting with a Flying Clothesline on Montgomery, sending him crashing into the barricade. Jacobsen climbs back into the ring and runs at the groggy Fergus, who catches him and plants the opponent with a Tilt-A-Whirl Piledriver.

After a few moments of rest, Fergus goes for the pin. 1.…..2.….Jacobsen barely gets his left shoulder up. Fergus stands up and looks to the crowd who roar with approval. He points at Jacobsen who is now beginning to stir. Callaghan walks over beside Andrew and gets him in a side waistlock, prepping for the Irish Car Bomb. As he gut wrenches the Minnesotan and lifts him in the air, Jacobsen slips out and kicks him in the gut. Jacobsen quickly positions himself for a Powerbomb of his own, and lifts Fergus up, and slams him hard to the unforgiving canvas. Ice Breaker! Jacobsen crawls over and hooks the leg. 1.….2.….3!

Amber Ashe: “Here is your winner…..Andrew Jacobsen!”

Simon Daye: “The rookie has done it. He beat Fergus Callaghan in stellar match.”

Jaymie Boone: “Hooray. It’s over.”

Simon Daye: “Don’t be so excited.”

Jaymie Boone: “Sorry my enthusiasm got the better of me.”

Simon Daye: “Whether Jaymie wants to admit it or not, these two put on a great match. Andrew Jacobsen, ‘The North Star’ is looking like he could be a force in nCw.”

Jacobsen celebrates in the ring, as Fergus is held up by Montgomery Scott and walked towards the back, however half way up the ramp suddenly a barbwire wrapped chair connects with bothe men's heads! The crowd looks on with shock as... Mark Evil is there!?

Simon Daye: IS that!?

Jaymie Boone: It can't be! Mark Evil is dead! We had a show dedicated to him and everythign!

Simon Daye: My gawd.... what is going on here!?

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Simon Daye: Andrew Jacobson just keeps on rolling, and now we'll see if one of these two wrestlers will continue the trend.

Jaymie Boone: They're both rising nCw stars, should be... mildly interesting.

Simon Daye: That's a ringing endorsement coming from you Jaymie.