Newcomer Marco shows up toned and ready to fight Drake.

He has never fought this style before, which is probably the making of a great jobber.

Marco is confident, however, that he will be a formidable opponent.

Both fighters are close in size, but Marco...you have a beating headed your way.

Drake locks Marco's arm behind his back and chokes him.

Marco is in agony, having not known what to expect.

Drake isn't letting up and Marco is growing weak.

Drake then lifts Marco and carries him around the ring.

A stunned, weakened, Marco probably wishes he were somewhere else.

Drake makes this look easy.

Drake then rides his opponent.

Marco moans as the pressure on his shoulders and back is intense.

Drake pulls back hard to ensure maximum pain.

Marco is screaming in pain.

Drake is in total control of the Rookie.

Marco is in a bad spot as Drake lines up an attack.

Marco's midsection is wide open and unprotected.

Here is comes Marco.

THUD!  The first ab shot is delivered right on target.

Drake's fist almost breaks the skin as it hits the mark.

Marco would fold in half if Drake was not holding him in place.

Over and over Drake pounds the abs.

Marco is slumped in the corner, helpless.

Drake is ready to deliver his favorite weapon.

The double fisted sternum hammer is on it's way to inflict damage.

BAM, right on the sternum of Marco.

Marco's chest caves in form the shot.

THUD, again.

Marco can't even respond as Drake crushes his breastbone.

Drake looks right at the target he is destroying.

Marco is unconscious, but in such a position, he won't fall.

Drake shows him mercy, and allows him to fall.

Marco doesn't even know what hit him.  All he knows is that he is out cold.

Welcome to NRW, Marco.

We look forward to seeing you destroyed again in the future, jobber.