Post by Leonard Fox on Sept 9, 2012 21:37:41 GMT -6
DATE: 9-9-2012
LOCATION: Hershey, Pennsylvania
ARENA: Giant Center
NOTES: Collision is going to be fantastic this week... we have Andrew Jacobsen taking on the father of his most recent rival, Xander Famularo, in what is sure to be a highlight of the night opening the show and to top the night off, we’re going to see for the first time ever in an NCW arena... A Mud Wrestling match... perhaps, the question is will the BWA accept this treatment or do they have something in store for Steve Awesome? You’ll have to watch and see.
COMMENTATORS: Dave Holland, Eric Hardy and Willy Carter
THEME: "Have it your Way" by Mudvayne
{Collision comes flying onto the Television screen after the opening video montage set to Mudvayne’s have it your way. We’re taken to Dave Holland and the commentary crew who are ready to call the night’s action.}
Dave Holland: Welcome NCW fans, to another night of HUGE NCW action! We’re not going to miss a beat here, our first match of the evening is about to start and it’s going to be a classic one I’m sure... Andrew Jacobsen taking on the father of the man he’s been in a heated feud with for two months, NCW World Champion Xander,.... The Millenium Icon... GIB!
Eric Hardy: This is going to be, dare I say... Epic.
Willy Carter: Where did you learn a word like that?
Eric Hardy: The internet is a wonderful thing.
Willy Carter: wow, I figured you were stuck using an abacus hardy.
Dave Holland: Lets not dwell on Eric’s age and get to the match shall we?
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MATCH TWO
Gib vs. Andrew Jacobsen
Singles Match
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{A loud air raid siren splits the air as the main guitar riff of "Indestructible" hits, and Andrew Jacobsen comes striding out onto the ramp. He takes a few steps forward, looking to either side. Andrew looks dead ahead at the ring, making a gun shape with his hand, and pulls his thumb across his throat as a mass of red and green pyro goes off behind him. Jacobsen walks down the ramp, staring dead at the ring, and pulls himself up onto the apron. He climbs through the second rope and walks to a corner, checking his gloves as he waits for the match to start.}
Dave Holland: “Last week was a tough loss for Jacobsen, but he earned the respect of Falcon. This week he fights the Iron Horse of nCw, Gib.”
Eric Hardy: “Let’s see if Jacobsen can refocus himself, Gib is a different kind of animal than Falcon.”
Willy Carter: “Basically, if Falcon, is a bird of prey, then Gib is the Lion.”
The song "I Wanna Rock" starts to play from behind the curtain comes Gib, pumping his fist to the music, his bicep flexing and relaxing to the music. He runs half way down the aisle before stopping to slap the hands of his fans, he switches sides running around the entire outside of the ring before sliding under the ropes and climbing the turnbuckle, posturing for the crowd...
Eric Hardy: “You know, no matter how old Gib gets, he still comes out like a spry young guy.”
Dave Holland: “Gib is one of the all-time greats. This is an honor to occupy the same ring as him.”
Willy Carter: “We’re gonna have ourselves a real barn-burner tonight folks.”
The ref calls for the bell as the two men start circling each other. Gib begins slapping himself on the chest, as Jacobsen waves his arms, the crowd starts cheering and clapping. Jacobsen stops, holding his arm out, offering a Test-Of-Strength challenge. Gib smiles a bit, giving the North Star a light clap, before reaching up. The two men lock hands, and begin wrenching against each other. Jacobsen and Gib go chest to chest, grunting and pushing as hard as they can.
Willy Carter: “They look like two bulls fighting over territory!”
Eric Hardy: “I can’t believe that Jacobsen would even offer him this challenge!”
Gib gets the advantage, even at his age he still overpowers Jacobsen down to one knee, then down to both. Jacobsen is forced to let go letting Gib tower over him. Gib surprises most people, lifting Jacobsen back to his feet. Before backing up, lifting his fist in a boxing stance, then motions for Jacobsen to ‘Come get some’. Jacobsen smirks, shaking his hands out trying to ignore the pain running through his knuckles. Gib hops around, a smile across his face, as Jacobsen throws a hard right, catching him in the cheek. Jacobsen follows up with another hard right. Gib eats it, the smile never fading.
Eric Hardy: “Gib is letting Jacobsen punch him!”
Willy Carter: “Gib is enjoying it!”
Dave Holland: “Gib is proving a point to everyone watching, that it’s going to take more than a few punches to beat him.”
Gib eats another hard right, letting Jacobsen strike him. Planting his back foot, before throwing his trademark Right hook. But Jacobsen has it scouted, ducking the punch, running forward springboarding off the ropes, catching Gib with a bull-dog. Jacobsen quickly pounces, putting Gib in a headlock, wrenching it, as Gib flounders a little on the mat, getting his barring. Jacobsen isn’t letting Gib get any momentum back, wrenching the hold. Gib tries to fight it, but is only able to stand the two men up. He tries to push Jacobsen forward into the ropes, but Jacobsen grip is too tight. Gib plants his feet into the mat, lifting Jacobsen up into, before planting him forward onto his knee. Jacobsen clutches his lower half, stumbling into the corner as Gib holds his neck, cracking it, ignoring the pain.
Willy Carter: “Look at Gib, he seems to have an answer for everything Jacobsen throws.”
Eric Hardy: “just a tough old man.”
Jacobsen catches his breath in the corner, as Gib charges forward. Jacobsen ducks out of the way, as Gib crashes into the corner, Jacobsen aims a ‘Lights Out’ Superkick, but Gib catches his foot in the mid-air. Jerking Jacobsen forward, Gib nails his patented Right Hand, Jacobsen folds up like a lawn chair underneath the impact. Gib shakes his head, as he drops to his knees, hooking Jacobsen’s leg, the ref goes down to count.
1…
2…
Jacobsen kicks out, Gib lifts himself up, a little shocked but another smile traces across his face, as he lifts Jacobsen up. Gib aims another hard right, but Jacobsen counters with a jab to the midsection, catching Gib off guard, knocking the wind out of him. Jacobsen fires another jab to the midsection before standing up and delivering a headbutt to Gib, which causes the Iron Horse to stumble back into the corner. Gib tries to explode out of the corner, but Jacobsen catches him with a hard kick to the midsection before setting up for the perfect plex.
Dave Holland: “Gib came out to hard, letting his adrenaline get the best of him.”
Jacobsen lifts Gib into the air, but Gib snaps his leg back, reversing the move. Gib lifts up Jacobsen, aiming to hit a vicious Alabama Slam, but reverses his movement, slamming Jacobsen forward hitting a snap-atomic drop. Jacobsen bounces into the air, falling into the ropes getting tangled up.
Jacobsen is tangled in the ropes, he struggles to get free. Gib slowly reaches over, sending a hard right to the stomach of Jacobsen. Andrew spits, as he falls forward clutching his stomach released from the ropes. Gib reaches down, to pick Jacobsen back up to his feet, but Jacobsen reacts out of instinct or adrenaline, grabbing Gib by the arm, twisting it just the right direction and locks in the ‘Lock and Dam’. Jacobsen wrenches it with all his might, Gib flails his free arm around trying to reach out for the ropes, but Jacobsen managed to get it locked in far enough away. Jacobsen pulls back, as Gib doesn’t oblige him with a scream of pain. Gib reaches forward with one arm, his left arm, and pulls himself forward. Jacobsen tries to lean back, but Gib fights through it, pulling himself forward again. Jacobsen tries to wrench, but Gib keeps pulling himself forward. He is within finger distance of the ropes.
Dave Holland: “Jacobsen may have Gib, all he has to do is reach. Reach…”
Willy Carter: “Look at Jacobsen squeeze! He’s like a python!”
Jacobsen wrenches it, but Gib fights the pain, letting out a small shout before lunging forward with his one arm, grabbing onto the rope. Jacobsen immediately breaks the hold, rolling over to his knees catching his breath. Gib clutches his neck, rolling over and try to use the ropes to return to his feet. Jacobsen gets to his as both men are in a serious amount of pain, Gib looks up, and Jacobsen moves with the speed of sound, catching Gib underneath the chin with a ‘Lights Out’ Gib staggers backward into the ropes, coming forward towards Jacobsen, who’s immediate reaction is firing another ‘Lights Out’ at The Iron Horse, this one puts Gib on his back, Jacobsen falls down, hooking the leg.
1…
2…
3…
Dave Holland: Holy hell what a grat victory for Andrew Jacbosen here!
Eric Hardy: He failed to beat Xander last month in his first ever World title shot, and he lost a heart breaker to Falcon last week... but this just might be this young man’s biggest win of his career!
Dave Holland: Simply incredible... enjoy this one kid, and lets hope it’s the beginning of many more to come.
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SEGMENT
Kelly Fox/Nathan Webb
“What to do”
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Eric Hardy: Ladies and Gentlemen…the past couple of weeks we have seen vignettes from both Nathan Webb and Rose Acantha. Now the last time we saw both was earlier this year when Nathan Webb lost his match against Mike Lazlo…and then requested his release. Now these past couple of weeks Nathan and Rose have posted videos that one, have re-labeled the duo as Organized Chaos and have made a solemn promise to take on Kelly Fox, stating clearly they hoped to clean the mess that they helped create. So now coming from his home in San Diego, California via video link please welcome Nathan Webb.
{Nathan appears on the titantron sitting in his office rubbing his chin with his left hand.}
Nathan Webb: Good Evening to you all…and glad to finally get to talk to you.
Eric Hardy: First things first. Why did you leave as suddenly as you did? You may have lost your title match…your first ever here in NCW as I recall, but you were primed to make more runs at titles in the future.
{Nathan lets out a sigh before he continues.}
Nathan Webb: Well to be honest I was exhausted. Not physically but mentally depleted. After everything that went down…my trying to get and keep Kelly Knite, now Kelly Fox appointed to the CEO position that I thought she deserved to be in. Then there was my ankle injury which I rushed to get back to the ring from and it all took its toll on me. Then there was the adrenaline rush that I got from actually getting my title shot which after my loss was the straw that broke the camel’s back. The adrenaline high dissipated and I was left at a very low low. Frankly I just had to get away, and while it was not the way that I wanted, it was necessary for all parties involved.
Eric Hardy: So what did you do with this leave of absence?
Nathan Webb: Well it wasn’t a leave of absence, I was actually released from my contract. With my time I traveled with Rose to try and take a load off. Really for me it was a chance to reflect and find my place in this world. Was it really wrestling that I wanted to do or should I pursue a new avenue? I think I was at a place in my life that I really needed to ask these questions…
Eric Hardy: So what made you want to return?
Nathan Webb: Well I hadn’t watch NCW for a while during my “vacation” and one day out of curiosity I decided to turn it on. The Kelly Fox that I had stood for, the Kelly Fox I had fought for, and the Kelly Fox that I was injured for, was not the Kelly Fox that was there when I left. In fact she was the shell of a woman that I had known previously. A shell that I had not imagined her becoming and a shell that I felt ashamed of me getting behind. Frankly it wasn’t a matter of whether I wanted to return…it was a matter of me needing to return. I owe it to this company, the fans, and of course the wrestlers to return and in turn clean up the mess that I helped create.
Eric Hardy: So do you regret standing up for Kelly Knite?
Nathan Webb: {shaking his head} I can’t say that I do…let’s face it, it was either her or the Hierarchy at the time. I stood behind the person I thought was best for the company. Again I had no idea at the time that of the person she would become….so I can’t say I would change my decision.
Eric Hardy: So what is your beef with Kelly Fox? What do you wish to clean up…and in the end what are you hoping to change?
Nathan Webb: Frankly I want a company where management doesn’t treat its employees like puppets interfering in what is supposed to be a competitive environment. They shouldn’t be picking winners and losers and dictating outcomes because of a whim or a feeling. They shouldn’t abuse their positions of power for their own amusement. They should be doing what is right, not because it is popular or it is what they necessarily like but what is the right thing. Kelly Fox has broken all those covenants. She is treating Simon Daye like a pile of trash, while parading around Zelda Knite. Yes what she did was awful…but what is done is done…Kelly shouldn’t be lingering in the past. She is putting Roberto into matches and positions that are ridiculous just on a whim and for her amusement and I am sure the list can go on and on. Frankly things need to change…and I can’t sit here at home and do nothing.
Eric Hardy: Speaking of coming back…you currently don’t have a contract…with what you said do you honestly think Kelly will grant you a contract?
Nathan Webb: Honestly I knew what I was doing when making these vignettes. If anyone can saying anything about me it is that while I don’t speak often I am honest every time I speak. I hold nothing back and will always be this way. So for me to come here with an air of dishonesty pretending to be something I am not is just not my style.
Eric Hardy: You have to admit doing what you did is a bit of a risk on your part?
Nathan Webb: Yes but a calculated risk. I knew that it may keep me from a contract…but I also know that she desires someone that she can match wits with…frankly because Roberto isn’t cutting it anymore, and Simon is simply trying to “free” Zelda so she needs someone to really go toe to toe with. Someone to finally show that she is the matriarch of this organization…that last piece of a puzzle who helped put her into power. She needs that person if for anything, her own enjoyment. I am that person. I am…
: Someone who will never, EVER get a contract with this company.{Kelly Fox walks up on the stage with a microphone in one hand and a stack of papers in the other.}
Kelly Fox: I guess I am too nice of a person. I guess I am just gullible though. I was hoping those two videos were just dramatic publicity stunts to showcase your return. A return that I wanted to see as your benevolent dictator would hope would come to fruition. You see I could envision it, you returning upholding my role as management, espousing that I was the right woman for the job no matter what that pest Roberto says on a weekly basis. I just guess I was wrong.
Nathan Webb: I guess we all make mistakes.
Kelly Fox: You’re right there MR. Webb. You are right. I shouldn’t have allowed this interview to happen but frankly I was intrigued by what you were going to say…and how pathetic you were going to sound.
{Nathan lets out a slight laugh.}
Kelly Fox: What’s so funny?
Nathan Webb: Oh how low you have sunk. I still can’t believe that is the same Miss Knite…
Kelly Fox: It’s Miss Fox to you…
Nathan Webb: Whatever…either way you really have lowered yourself.
Kelly Fox: Low huh? I guess you wouldn’t know what I have gone through since you just got up and walked away. But I guess I should have expected that from you just like what I expected from excuse of good time on MY TELEVISION TIME. You know what I was not upset by what you said in those “vignettes” and I could stomach what you said about me, and then you made the ultimate sin…you mentioned her name…
Nathan Webb: Oh you mean Zelda…
Kelly Fox: {gritting her teeth} Yes…and I would like it very much if you never mentioned that name again…but you won’t because you will never EVER appear on NCW television ever again…and two I never have to see your ugly face again.
Nathan Webb: Are you sure about that Kelly?
Kelly Fox: I am very sure you see I have had to deal with enough bumbling fools and I don’t need to add another. So not only am I telling you, you have no contract but I am also with a stroke of the pen, and due to my own safety being in jeopardy with your inflammatory statements these past few weeks, have issued a restraining order against you. You cannot, under the threat of prosecution, be within 100 meters of me…which goes double for you crazy bitch of a sister…so if you don’t mind idiots in the trailer cut this feed…cause we got real business to attend to.
{With that Kelly exits the stage and the NCW-tron goes to static.}
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Eric Hardy: Welcome back to Collision, our next match is….well, an interesting display of conflict resolution from our CEO.
Dave Holland: With a dose of public humiliation as well.
Willy Carter: This is the greatest match ever, Kelly has done a fantastic job....*sigh*
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MATCH TWO
Simon Daye vs. Stephen Kingsley
Special Guest Referee: Roberto Verona
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{ The camera cuts to the ring where Amber Ashe stands with a microphone in her hand, ready for the following contest. }
Amber Ashe: The following match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, by the orders of Kelly Fox, hailing from Firenze, Italy via Chicago, Illinois, the special guest referee, Roberto Verooooonnnaaaa!
{ The spotlights in the arena dim as the entrance screen flicks with static for a few moments and red and white lights begin to flash before "Smash the Control Machine" by OTEP erupts from the PA system causing the crowd to pop and boo in pockets as Roberto Verona appears slowly and methodically from behind the curtain, complete in a white suit with black pinstripes. Standing on the stage for a few moments Verona soaks up the atmosphere before raising a defiant fist into the air to the delight of the audience as red and white pyros explode either side of him on the stage. Lowering his hand he begins to walk down to the ring with purpose, turning his head side to side to stare into the crowd before climbing the ringsteps and stepping inside the ring. Rather than climbing the turnbuckle as usual Verona simply leans against them with a nonchalant look on his face as he motions with his hand to Amber to hurry things up. }
Eric Hardy: Well, Roberto looks very smart this evening, but he doesn’t look too happy to be here.
Dave Holland: Of course he doesn’t, he’s a wrestler, he wants to compete in the ring not officiate.
Willy Carter: That is what happens when you repeatedly upset our benevolent leader.
Amber Ashe : And now, you competitors this evening, introducing first, from Queensland, Australia, Stephen Kiiiiiiiingssssleeeyyyy!
{ As the drums and didgeridoo kick in, Cyrus Daniels and Stephen Kingsley walk to the ring as two men side by side with a purpose. Stephen has on his corked hat and his vest. Stephen uses the steps and before he steps into the ring, Stephen takes off his corked hat as an acknowledgement to the crowd and place it on the ring post. He steps into the ring and he takes off his vest and he hands it to an employee. Cyrus Daniels is in the ring with Stephen. He gives Stephen some last instructions before he steps out of the ring and onto the floor. }
Eric Hardy: Oh great, he brought his snivelling little cohort with him.
Dave Holland: I’d actually say that is quite smart, Cyrus doesn’t even need to get involved in this match to cause Daye emotional problems at a bare minimum.
Willy Carter: And if Verona does his job properly Daniels won’t even be a factor.
Amber Ashe : And his opponent, from Anaheim, California, Simon Daaaaayyyyeeee!
{ “Dead in the Water” by Ten Years blasts from the PA System to the delight of the audience as Simon Daye emerges from the curtains, however, rather than indulge himself in his usual rituals Daye walks steadfast down the ramp with two eyes fixed firmly on Stephen Kingsley. Amber Ashe climbs as out of the ring as Daye bombs under the bottom rope and leaps onto Kingsley who is caught completely unaware before barrelling a number of rights and lefts right into the skull of Kingsley. Verona, however, makes absolutely no effort to break the pair up and simply declares “I am going to allow it” as the crowd shows their approval for the unofficial beat down of Kingsley as Daniels goes apoplectic at ringside. }
Dave Holland: Well this is some….innovative, officiating.
Eric Hardy: He is just giving the audience what it wants.
Willy Carter: This is an outrage!
{ Once Daye is through with beating Kingsley he stands up and paces away as Verona calls for the bell to be rung to start the match. Daye runs right back to Kingsley and hits him in the face with a stiff kick which sends him straight back down despite his best efforts to get up. Eventually Daye hoists him to his feet only to lift the Australian into the air before completing an inch perfect suplex which shudders the rings, much to Cyrus’ disapproval who slaps the mat with frustration. Daye drags Kingsley by the ankle to the middle of the ring and leaps into the air before dropping a vicious elbow into the throat of Kingsley in an uncharacteristic display of aggression. }
Dave Holland: Well somebody twisted Daye’s panties today.
Eric Hardy: I have a feeling this more about somebody getting into somebody else’s panties…
Willy Carter: Do you mean She Who Shall Not Be Named?
Dave Holland: This isn’t Harry Potter, Willy.
{ Daye tries to calm himself down but the sight of Cyrus Daniels fuming at ringside seems to light a fire in the Californian who begins to stamp furiously on Kingsley, once again Verona makes no effort to stop the fight which prompts Cyrus to hop up onto the apron and shout obscenities at the Italian. Verona stands and considers Cyrus’ argument for a few moments before ducking out of the way as Daye comes flying across the ring, landing a firm forearm into the side of the head of the man who has caused him so much personal pain in the recent weeks. The crowd cheers as Daniels hits the mat as Verona rolls out of the ring to check on him, asking for a bottle of water. Daye hangs over the rope and shouts at Daniels who begins to come around as Verona unscrews the bottlelid and proceeds to pour the contents over the head of Daniels before throwing the empty bottle on the floor. }
Eric Hardy: Well….I guess he is showing concern for the health of Daniels after that clash with Daye….
Willy Carter: He…I….erm
Dave Holland: Wait, Daye, behind you!
{ As Verona rolls back in the ring Stephen sneaks up behind Daye and hits him with a low blow, forcing him to drop to the mat clutching his valuables as Roberto pretends to have never seen it. The crowd boo as Kingsley gets to his feet with a wry grin on his face before kicking Daye in the face. The big man lifts Daye up and drops him back down with a powerslam which shakes the ring and causes Daye to arch his back in agony much to the delight of Daniels who has managed to recover at ringside, albeit a little wet. Kingsley wastes little time lifting the prone Daye back up and dropping with a second powerslam whilst laughing out loud as he sends the Californian thundering down. }
Dave Holland: Daye took his eye off the game to concentrate on his issues with Daniels and it has cost him, you can’t afford to let your emotions get the better of you in that ring.
Eric Hardy: You can hardly blame the man, why Daniels is even out here still after that nonsense I don’t know.
Willy Carter: A proper official would have sorted this mess out by now.
{ Kingsley spends a little time soaking up the crowds torrent of abuse before landing a stiff kick to the jaw of Daye who doesn’t know what hit him. Stephen decides enough is enough and he picks Simon up and hoists him above his head with a gorilla press slam, holding his opponent over seven feet in the air. Daye looks down and realises how high he is and tries to struggle but before he can do anything about he is pushed into the air and allowed to drop from a great height behind Kingsley with a sickening crunch as he lands face first on the mat. Kingsley turns quickly and drops to high knees and being to apply a grounded chokehold to Daye as Daniels begins to clap the offence of his partner. }
Eric Hardy: Did you see the velocity that Kingsley got on that manoeuvre!?
Dave Holland: If you’ve got the height you better make sure you use it Hardy, wrestlers have to exploit everything they’ve got.
Willy Carter: My boys are making this USA chump look like the fool he is.
Eric Hardy: What the hell?
{ Verona completely ignores the action in the ring as Daniels slithers around to stares Daye right in the eyes as his partner chokes the life out of him, shouting obscenities at him before Daye tries to grab at him and inadvertently manages to reach the ropes. Roberto, however, doesn’t order Kingsley to break the hold but instead kicks him in the small of the back which makes him yelp in pain before leaping to his feet to shout in the face of Verona who pretends to have no idea what he is talking about. At ringside Daniels lands a slap across Dayes face which erupts an “oooohhhh” from the crowd as Daye stares daggers at Daniels who backs off with his arms in the air laughing. }
Dave Holland: Verona showing his novel approach to officiating once again as Daniels gets a little bit of smack talk in on a man being choked to death. Classy.
Eric Hardy: Well he is an ex-con…
{ Kingsley eventually turns back to his opponent and lifts him up but as he does he gets a sharp elbow to the gut from Daye who is fuming from the slap moments ago. Daye begins to psyche up as he lands another and another and another! Kingsley eventually stumbles away but as he turns back around Daye hits him with a furious right hand which catches him by complete surprise in its ferocity and sends him barrelling over on the mat. Daye wastes no time in continuing the assault as he kicks at Kingsley who tries to protect himself and calls for the referee to break up this attack but Roberto has assumed a position in the corner where has stands and reads a piece of paper he took from his jacket pocket. Daye continues his assault which prompts Daniels to run into the ring but before he can get to Simon his path is block by Verona who throws the piece of paper away and stands right in front of Daniels. }
Eric Hardy: Daniels was looking to capitalise on the lapse refereeing tonight but it appears that it may have backfired.
Dave Holland: Remember, Verona isn’t fond of any of Kelly’s puppets and Daniels is one of them.
Willy Carter: This is a terrible display, Daniels is just trying to break up a vicious assault!
{ Daniels motions towards Daye who continue his assault of Kingsley but Verona side steps whenever Cyrus tries to go around him. Rolling his arm in an incredibly mocking motion Verona signals for Daniels to “get the hell out of here” which forces the crowd into raptures as they celebrate. Cyrus begins to argue with Verona but he is walked out of the ring and with great reluctance he turns away fuming and walks towards the back as Daye finally stops his assault, lifting Kingsley to his feet, though he struggles to stand. Daye quickly helps him back to the mat with a DDT before picking him back up again and taking a few steps back to land a clothesline, though this does little but force the giant to stagger to his knees. Spotting an opportunity Daye takes a few more steps back and sends Stephen crashing down with a running dropkick right to the face. }
Dave Holland: Daye is unleashing all that pent up aggression on Kingsley who must be questioning why he is taking his partner’s ass kickings.
Eric Hardy: He was hardly complimentary himself Holland, there’s a few guys right now who deserve what is coming to them.
Willy Carter: You’ll be handed you pink slip then I take it?
{ Daye paces around a little as Kingsley slowly sits up but his recovery is short lived as Simon drives a knee straight into his face which sends him back down before making the cover…..however, Verona makes no effort to count the pinfall which causes Simon to look straight up at him and he asks “What the hell are you doing”. Verona just stares blankly back and shakes his head before telling Simon he “needs to do better than that”. Daye cocks his head in bewilderment before nodding and picking Kingsley back up, grabbing his arm and planting him back down with a Daye Break then he rolls back on top of Stephen. Verona motions with his hand to suggest ‘not bad’ before slowly dropping to his knees and counting 1…………..2………….NO! Kingsley manages to kick out after a very slow count. }
Eric Hardy: What the hell? Verona is dictating what does and doesn’t constitute an acceptable way of winning now?
Dave Holland: He is making this about himself Hardy, do you really think he was going to be content with just calling it down the line?
{ Daye pushes himself up furiously and immediately pushes Verona who staggers a few steps back before stepping forward and pushing Daye right back as the crowd reaches fever pitch. Both men stare at one another before Daye starts to ask him what on earth he is doing but Roberto stays completely silent, though his contempt for the position he has been lowered too is quite easy to see written across his face. Daye finishes his tirade by stating “Do your job” until he turns around right into a devastating big boot from the revitalised Kingsley. Stephen then steps over Daye and with one big hand pushes Verona backwards like Daye did moments earlier as he picks the fallen Californian up off the mat. Verona is seething with rage as he breathes deeply whilst looking down at the mat but as he goes to push Kingsley back the crowd erupt with boos as Kelly Fox emerges from behind the curtain carrying a fold out chair with her. Verona stops dead in his tracks as the CEO position sits down right atop the ramp whilst Kingsley just smiles before dropping Daye with a piledriver. }
Dave Holland: It seems things are about to get a little more interesting.
Eric Hardy: Well regardless of what Kelly has done Verona was taking liberties with his position tonight.
Willy Carter: Our great leader is here to make sure this match is called properly.
{ Kingsley ignores Verona who is just stood by the ropes staring at Kelly who smiles mockingly whilst giving him a little wave and proceeds to stomp on Daye who clutches his neck following the piledriver earlier. Without wanting to allow Daye to recover he performs a inch perfect Guilty As Charged which leaves Daye in a heap and Kingsley awaiting a pin count, but the referee is still ignoring the pair. Suddenly the crowd begins to boo as Kelly waves her hand and beckons for another official to come charging down from backstage who quickly begins to count, 1…..2..NO! Daye kicks out after having time to recover. }
Eric Hardy: This has escalated quickly.
Dave Holland: I am not quite sure exactly what will happen next, is Verona still an active official or do we have two referees!?
Willy Carter: Doesn’t Kelly look wonderful tonight guys?
Eric Hardy: You know she can’t hear you when she’s out here right?
Willy Carter: She has eyes and ears everywhere.
{ Verona suddenly turns and stares at the new official and has seemingly taken offence at being replaced which begins and argument between the pair as the new official tries to plead his innocence. Whilst the pair argue Stephen Kingsley gets up and starts getting involved in the argument himself as he is furious at the lack of a three count much to Kelly’s delight as she watches the match descend into chaos. Whilst the trio bicker Daye gradually gets back to his feet as the crowd continues to will him up before he finally is capable of standing upright. With one burst of energy Daye leaps forward, twists Kingsley around and he attempts to hit a second Daye Break but Kingsley is wise to his surprise attack and with one swift movement he sneaks behind Daye and drops him with a Jury’s Out! As the referee drops to make the count he is suddenly stomped on the back of the head by Verona who promptly shunts him out of the way before dropping himself and counting, 1…….2…….3!!!!! Stephen Kingsley wins! }
Eric Hardy: Credit where it is due, Kingsley took a bit of a beating there which nobody saw coming but he did enough to put away the challenge of Daye.
Dave Holland: That was one of the less orthodox matches I’ve ever seen but a great fight from both guys.
Willy Carter: There is going to be hell to pay for this whole affair.
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MATCH THREE
Falcon vs. Mike Laszlo
Singles Match
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"The Game" by Disturbed hits the sound system as Mike Laszlo walks out onto the stage to a mixed reaction. Surveying the crowd a smirk comes over his face as he heads for the ring with a slow confident walk, ignoring the fans along the isle who want to slap his hand.
Amber Ashe: Making his way to the ring, from Cleveland, Ohio, weighing 247 pounds, he is the NCW HONOR AND X CHAMPION...MIIIIKE LASZLOOOOO!
Mike slides into the ring under the bottom rope before posing for the crowd who give him a mixed reaction. Backing into the corner he clasps his hands and loosens his wrists waiting for the start of the match.
Willy Carter: “Laszlo has a chance to take down of one of nCw’s finest.”
Eric Hardy: “Having come off his win against Jacobsen, Falcon should be riding the tide right about now.”
Dave Holland: “Let’s see what the vet brings to the table.”
{Smoke filters up from the exit to the back. The song begins, blasting right out of the gate. Falcon emerges from the smoke as the dual guitars blast sonic waves into the arena. He runs to the left on the stage, throwing his hands up, urging the crowd to their feet. He runs back to the right, feeling the energy and feeding off it. More gestures, the crowd is near frenzied by this point. He runs back to the center, then down the ramp. Sliding nimbly into the ring, moving to the corner and leaping from the canvas to the top turnbuckle. He drops down, moving to the ropes on no particular side, and standing on them, half on the bottom, half on the middle, arm raised in the devil horns. He turns from the ropes, getting ready for the match.}
The ref calls for the bell as the two men stare each other down, Mike is the first one to make a move, charging at Falcon, leaping into the air looking to hit a Superman punch, Falcon rolls out of the way utilizing his speed. He follows it up with a kick to Mike’s knee, staggering him. Falcon follows it up with a spinning head kick that flows Laszlo. Falcon quickly springboards off the ropes, hitting a moonsault, hooking the leg.
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2..
Laszlo kicks out at 2.
Falcon hops to his feet, Laszlo is quick to follow clutching his head, still a little dazed. Falcon doesn’t give him time to react, as he kicks Mike in the midsection, and hits a snap-DDT. Falcon then again, springboards himself off the ropes, hitting a stomp with both feet to the chest of Mike Laszlo. Falcon uses his momentum off of the stomp to hit another moonsault, connecting again as he covers Mike for the pin.
1…
2…
Laszlo kicks out once more.
Dave Holland: “Sweet jesus, Falcon is moving as fast as ever!”
Eric Hardy: “I can barely call it! It seems every time Falcon hits a move, he’s in the process of hitting another.”
Willy Carter: “Credit Laszlo, he hasn’t let Falcon beat him just yet.”
Falcon pulls Laszlo to his feet, before irish whipping him into the corner, Falcon charges after him but Mike manages to get a boot up just in time, connecting with Falcon’s face. Laszlo doesn’t waste time, charging forward hitting Falcon with a lariat that turns the highflyer inside out. Laszlo takes this time to catch his breath, the beating he just took finally hits him. Falcon stirs, clutching his neck, returning to his feet. Laszlo quickly grabs Falcon, as the two men lock up. Mike quickly overpowers Falcon, hitting him with a hard knee to the midsection. Laszlo wastes little time, getting behind Falcon lifting him up hitting a snap german suplex. Laszlo returns to his feet, as he charges forward dropping a knee into the chest of Falcon before hooking the leg for the pin.
1…
2…
Falcon kicks out.
Laszlo lifts Falcon back up, the two men are standing as Laszlo tosses Falcon into the ropes, waiting for the rebound, but Falcon catches himself. Laszlo looks a bit annoyed, mocks Falcon, who charges forward. Laszlo managing to bait Falcon lifts him into the air and hits a huge spinebuster. Laszlo bounces to his feet, pleading with Falcon to stand up. Falcon rolls on his sides, clutching his back.
Dave Holland: “I can’t believe Falcon fell for that!”’
Eric Hardy: “Must have just been instinct, charging forward like that.”
Falcon grabs onto the ropes, pulling himself up.
Falcon gets to his feet, a little dazed. Laszlo pounces, grabbing Falcon lifting him up into a dominator position. Falcon wiggles, as Mike Laszlo loses his grip. Falcon falls backwards, but not before clutching Laszlo from behind, getting a roll up.
1..
2..
3..
Falcon hops to his feet, shrugging his shoulders. Mike Laszlo slaps the mat, angry and stunned.
Dave Holland: Falcon just like that wins... he's one ofhte best at pulling out the victory just when you think he's done.
Eric Hardy: Mike Laszo despite putting on a hell of a match, just found that out too.
Willy Carter: Laszlo has had a rough few weeks lately... but I feel he's going to bounce back real soon.
Dave Holland: Somebody that good doesn't stay on a slump for long.
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SEGMENT
The Redeemer
“Message”
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{All the lights in the arena fade out and we are in nothing but complete darkness. All of a sudden we can hear the prerecorded sound of a women’s voice speaking across the PA system. The crowd are silent as they don’t know what to expect or who the voice is for that matter. The woman speaks out to them and it isn’t a voice that they heard before.}
MysteryMan: When one walks away from something it is often quite hard to walk right back to the place that they left. It’s never an easy task to get back in the fray. However for this man it’s not about rising through the top or winning championships. It’s about fighting the corruption that exists within NCW. It’s about dethroning the pompous and power hungry owner who thinks she can look down upon those with her status and power. It’s about time we break form that mold and it’s about time that the redeemer saves us all from what’s going on. You all won’t have to wait long because The Redeemer will be making his return in just one short month. Let the tale of redemption begin… All those who oppose him will be cleansed whether they want to or not…
{All of a sudden the screen lights up, and “Be Somebody” by Thousand Foot Krutch begins to play loudly across the speaker systems. As it does we are treated to the words Road to The Gold 2012… Before it quickly fades to black as that unknown woman begins to speak again.}
MysteryMan: At the Road To The Gold he will return… And he will redeem the corrupted. The road of Redemption begins at Road To The Gold… Let us wait for him to make his return…
{And the video comes to an end the music fades out as we head to commercial.}
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MATCH FIVE
Knitely Bangs vs. Xavier Cross and Ken Davison
Tag Team Match
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Rage in my heart crossing the forest riding my black horse
Across the valley along the river where the hot blood flows.
Over the lakes and over the hills I follow the call of the wind uphold the legend and for my princess I will fight and win
"Lord of the Thunder" by Rhapsody hits the speakers as Curtis D. Kanyon emerges from the curtain. He has a sledgehammer slung over his shoulder.
Holy flame burn again for eternity burn my heart to win.
The holy war is awaiting another fiery king
Curtis pounds his chest with his fists then raises the hammer in the air. He walks down to the ring, nodding to the fans. He grabs a sign from a fan in support of his cause, and shows it to the camera!
Lord of the thunder please be my guide
before and after my last ride
I'll be your soldier serving the light
riding forever alive and proud
Curtis then climbs into the ring and goes to the turnbuckles. He climbs a turnbuckle and pounds his chest, then screams "The archangel is here! Prepare for the glory of battle!" He points to the crowd with his hammer, then hoists it straight up into the air and yells "BANG!" He then gets down and awaits the match to start.
Dave Holland: “One part of Knitely Bangs is in the ring, now we await for the King of nCw.”
Eric Hardy: “I can’t wait to see Adam!”
Willy Carter: “I can’t wait to see you wet yourself.”
{The lights in the arena go out as the only glimmer of light is from the nCw-tron flashing the name of Adam Knite as "Trade yourself In" by Shinedown begins to play. Adam steps out and the strobe lights begin flashing on and off as the fans begin to boo wildly. Adam makes his way to the ring as the lights come back on playing to the fans the entire way, he slides under th bottom rope and after playing to the crowd some more waits for the start of the match.}
Willy Carter: “This week Adam showed Cross what it really means to be King. Showing his responsibilities behind the scenes, not many people know about this.”
Dave Holland: “Adam has been fairly sinister these last few weeks. Who knows what he has up his sleeve.
Knitely Bangs stands together, talking up strategy.
The lights go down as “God's Gonna Cut You Down” by Johnny Cash fills the room. With each clap in the song, the lights come up and disappear. The spotlight focuses on the entrance way as a man underneath a hooded trench coat walks out with his hands folded in front him. He walks down to the ring, entirely focused on the task at hand.
Davison slides into the center of the ring and shrugs his jacket off his then extends his arms as a laser circles the arena. It centers on Davison's forehead before the sound of a gunshot cuts off the music. The lights come up, with Davison still standing in the middle of the ring.
Dave Holland: “Davison is looking at this match to springboard his career further.”
Eric Hardy: “It’s typical; people are always trying to make a name of the King!”
The big screen opens with a black screen, we then see Xavier Cross standing there. A bead of sweat drops off his face, and slowly drips. The camera zooms in as the bead
falls into a small puddle, where the music begins. We hear words spoken through the introduction part of the song.
"I am the shadow, and the smoke in your eyes
I am the ghost, that hides in the night."
Boom-lay boom-lay, boom!
On the 'Boom!' part we see Xavier Cross step out from the back throwing his arm up, as the fans stand up in unison exploding and cheers. He begins his decesent down towards the ring.
"Wait, wait a minute take a step back,
Gotta think twice before you react.
So stay, stay a little while cause a promise
Not kept is the road to exile
Hey, what's the circumstance
You'll never be great without taking a chance
So, wait you waited too long
Had your hands in your pocket
When you should've been gone."
Cross is at the center of the ramp, he goes to his right giving fans highfives. Once he gets to the end of the ramp he makes a left turn walking around giving more fans some attention before he stops leaning his back against the guard rail letting fans hug him. His eyes focused on the ring as he breaks away from the fans.
(Boom-lay boom-lay boom)
One push is all you need
(Boom-lay boom-lay boom)
A fist-first philosophy
(Boom-lay boom-lay boom)
We watch with wounded eyes.
(Boom-lay boom-lay boom)
So I hope you recognize.
Out on the front line, don't worry I'll be fine
The story is just beginning
I say goodbye to my weakness, so long to the regrets
And now I see the world through diamond eyes
Damn, damn it all down
Took one to the chest without even a sound
so, what, what do you want
The things you love or the people you hurt
Hey, it’s like deja vu suicidal maniac with nothing to lose
So wait, it's the exception to the rule
Everyone of us is expendable
Cross ascends the steel steps, looking around pointing out to the crowd, as he leans back getting another loud pop. He turns leaping over the ropes he knees down bowing his head. After a few seconds he reaches up and makes a cross over his heart before kissing his fingers and pointing to the sky for his wife. He takes a few steps before dropping to his knees in the center of the ring, crossing his arms above his head in an 'X' as Pyro explodes from the ringposts
(Boom-lay boom-lay boom)
One push is all you need
(Boom-lay boom-lay boom)
This is philosophy.
(Boom-lay boom-lay boom)
We watch with wounded eyes.
(Boom-lay boom-lay boom)
So I hope you recognize.
Every night of my life I watch angels fall from the sky
Every time that the sun still sets
I pray they don't take mine
Xavier makes his way to his corner, he points at Adam, the two men start to jaw at each other, as Xavier takes a step forward and Adam slips out of the ring. The ref steps in front of Cross, pushing him back to his corner. Davison pulls Cross towards him, shaking his head. Adam hops back onto apron, allowing Kanyon to take the lead. Davison steps out onto the apron letting Cross take the lead.
The ref calls the for the bell, as Kanyon and Cross start circling each other. Adam says something to Cross, who turns to yell at him. Kanyon quickly pounces, slamming Cross into the corner with a splash. Kanyon grabs Cross by the head, turning him around, throwing him shoulder first into the turnbuckle. Kanyon asks Adam if he wants to tag in, Adam shakes his head. Kanyon smirks, pulling Cross back, before lifting Xavier Cross up into a suplex. Slamming him down on the mat. Davison looks annoyed with Xavier as he slaps the turnbuckle trying to get his team mate to stand up.
Dave Holland: “Adam is in his head already.”
Eric Hardy: “He is the king! Duh.”
Kanyon picks Cross up by the hair again, pushing him into the turnbuckle before throwing some shoulders to the midsection, each one Cross lets out a groan. Kanyon reaches up, as Adam tags in. Leaping over the ropes, Adam grins watching Kanyon who throws another shoulder for good measure, before stepping out of the ring. Adam leans forward, making sure he has Cross’s attention before throwing a casual right jab, catching Cross right below the eye.
Dave Holland: “Cross doesn’t look to be in a good position right now.”
Willy Carter: “He has to get Davison in, as soon as possible. Kanyon worked him over, now Adam is going to finish him.”
Adam grabs Cross by the neck, getting him into a headlock before charging forward landing a bulldog, Cross tries to pick himself up, but his arms fail him. Adam throws a stiff kick to the side of Cross, who clutches his ribs. Adam leans down, mocking Xavier, before slapping his face. Cross reacts quickly sending a hard right, catching Adam right in the face. The sound of impact echoes through the arena, as Cross picks himself up. Realizing he can’t beat Adam, he stumbles forward reaching out for the tag. Adam is holding his face, but sees Cross out of the corner of his eye. Davison almost gets the tag, but Adam tackles Cross to the ground. Seemingly a little enraged, Adam starts to throw vicious rights and lefts, pummeling the face of Xavier Cross. Davison tries to get into the ring, but the ref steps forward. Kanyon takes this time to enter the ring, as both he and Adam lift Cross into the air, dropping him stomach first onto their outstretched knees.
Dave Holland: “Amazing team work by Knitely Bangs.”
Eric Hardy: “The King and the Arch-Angel, pretty badass eh?”
Cross rolls around, clutching his stomach. Adam makes a loud clapping noise, to mimic a tag, before exiting the ring letting Kanyon take the legal man position. Kanyon starts delivering stomps to Cross, Kanyon claps his hands together, before lifting Cross back to his feet. Kanyon sneaks behind the dazed Cross, clutching Xavier from behind looking to hit a german suplex. Cross throws his elbows down, breaking Kanyon’s hold. Stumbling forward, Cross pulls whatever he has left in the tank, hitting a vicious Pele Kick out of no where.
Eric Hardy: “PELE KICK! PEEEELEEEE KICK!”
Cross falls to the mat, as Kanyon clutches his head as he falls onto his back. Davison stretches forward as far as possible, stomping his foot. The fans get behind their team, as Cross stumbles around, looking for his corner. Kanyon rolls over, still holding his face. Leaping forward, Cross slaps Davison’s hand, who hops the top rope, Kanyon is on his knee, Davison hits a low shining wizard, the crack of the foot sends Kanyon collapsing backwards. Davison goes down for the pin.
1..
2..
Adam breaks the count, grabbing Davison dragging him backwards before stomping Ken’s back. The ref tries to get in between Adam, but Adam points at the ref who raises his arms backing away. Kanyon gets to his feet, clutching his face. Sending a hard kick to the side of Davison’s head.
A loud whistle, gets Knitely Bangs attention, Xavier Cross has ascended to the top rope. Leaping forward, Adam pushes Kanyon forward, before sliding out of the ring. Cross nails a diving European uppercut, flooring Kanyon next to Davison. Cross picks himself up, watching Adam, who looks around before retreating up the ramp. Cross slides out of the ring and gives chase to Adam.
Dave Holland: “Looks like this tag match just became a singles match!”
Eric Hardy: “Who will get up first, Davison or Kanyon?!”
Willy Carter: “More importantly, someone get camera’s on that chase, I got a bad feeling.”
Davison stirs first, rolling over to his stomach picking himself up, clutching the side of his face. Kanyon uses the ropes to lift himself up. Both men stagger to their feet, staring each other down while trying to regain some of their energy. Davison leans on the ropes, Kanyon charges forward. Davison rolls out of the way as Kanyon almost tumbles out of the ring, catching himself before standing on the apron. Davison thinking that Kanyon fell turns around, but catches a huge lariat from the Arch Angel. Kanyon reenters the ring, grabbing Davison by the arm, dragging him to the center of the ring. Kanyon wrenches the arm into an arm bar, Davison lets out a shout of agony, Kanyon locks the hold in deeper, wrenching the arm back.
-Backstage-
Xavier Cross is running, Adam is a good distance ahead of him. Adam sees Jimmy Turner leaning against the wall with a broom in his hand. Grabbing the Janitor, he turns and shoves him at Cross, the fat man stumbles into Cross knocking him over. Adam sprints away.
-Ringside-
Dave Holland: “Did Jimmy Turner just pancake block Xavier Cross?”
Eric Hardy: “That looked painful.”
Kanyon shouts at the ref.
Curtis Kanyon: “Ask him!”
The ref leans down, asking Ken Davison if he wants to quit, Davison shakes his head no. Kanyon wrenches the arm a little tighter, Davison presses his head down onto the mat, lifting his feet up. He uses Kanyon’s force on his arm, to flip forward, breaking the hold, before sending a hard kick to the side of Kanyon’s head, which knocks him sideways, as he stumbles through the middle rope. Davison clutches his arm in pain, trying to fight it off.
Dave Holland: “Vicious kick by Davison, this match could fall either way at this point.”
-Backstage-
Adam looks around, he sees Bad Luck Chuck with his arm in a brace, trying to make himself a tuna fish sandwich. Adam rushes over to him.
Adam Knite: “Cross is chasing after me. Go get the car, and I’ll meet you in the parking lot after I shake him okay?!”
Bad Luck Chuck drops his sandwich, running to get to the car. Adam looks around, grabbing a plate of lasagna, Cross turns the corner. Adam hurls the plate at Cross, the porcelain shatters, and the meal gets everywhere.
Cross staggers back holding his face, as Adam takes off again.
-Ringside-
Davison is outside the ring, still holding his arm as Kanyon is stirring. Davison throws a kick at the stomach of Kanyon, but Curtis Kanyon is quick enough to grab the leg, and then clutch the lower back of Davison sending him shoulder first into the steel steps, causing Davison to flip over. Kanyon pulls himself up by the apron, before sliding into the ring to break the count, and slides back out to pursue Davison.
Kanyon walks over to the steps, Davison is crouched down fighting the pain off. Kanyon looks over as Davison reaches up grabbing him by the back of the head, slamming him face first into the steel steps. Kanyon staggers backwards, clutching his face again, this time crimson starts to fill his hands. Davison holds his arm in agony.
Eric Hardy: “Kanyon is the first to bleed, but how hurt is Ken Davison’s arm?!”
-Backstage-
Adam is out in the parking lot, looking around for the car and Bad Luck Chuck. Cross stumbles out behind him, Adam holds his arms up, shaking his head in anger.
Adam Knite: “Stay away Cross, I don’t want to hurt you anymore!”
Xavier Cross: “What? You run out of cheap tricks, now you’re threatening me!”
Cross wipes at his eyes, unable to get the sauce out of it, he staggers forward as Adam back away onto the sidewalk. Bad Luck Chuck turns the corner in the car. He sees Cross, and speeds up hoping to scare him away from Adam. Adam sees what is about to happen, but he isn’t able to react in time. Bad Luck Chuck blares the horn, Cross is finally able to get the sauce out of his eyes, but it’s too late.
Adam Knite: “XAVIER!”
The sound of brakes screeching, the shattering of a windshield, Xavier Cross’s body flings through the air, the Camera immediately goes black. But the audio is still there.
Adam Knite: “Xavier! Xavier! GET HELP! WE NEED A MEDIC! Stay with me buddy, stay with me!”
-Ringside-
The crowd has grown quiet, just witnessing the events on the nCw-Tron.
Dave Holland: “Oh my god…”
Eric Hardy quickly gets up from his seat, rushing to the back.
Willy Carter: “I’m sorry folks, we’ll be right back.”
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-Ringside-
Dave Holland: “We’d like to report, Xavier Cross is in stable condition, he’s on his way to the local hospital. Our thoughts and prays go with him.”
Willy Carter: “Jesus Christ…was that an accident?”
Dave Holland: “No matter what happens at nCw between these fighters, no one would ever do that on purpose. Adam got in the ambulance with Cross. This wasn’t supposed to happen.”
Eric Hardy: “But this is nCw, the show will go on. Let’s focus on Kanyon and Davison now. Cross will be okay.”
Davison and Kanyon are back in the ring, squaring off, Davison has the upper hand, connecting with a series of kicks to the calf. Kanyon is trying to block him, but isn’
