The premiere East Coast regional promotion, Next Level Wrestling is like mixing a pitbull, a tiger, a dragon, mixing them all in a vat of rabies, and throwing firecrackers on top of them. You want to be champion? You walk through hell for it; except hell is the Hammerstein Ballroom, packed to the brim with fans whose mental stability is questionable. You want tickets? Step right up! We welcome the unwashed, unwelcome, unsuitable for primetime TV masses, the louder the better. Some wrestler out there thinks he's tough? Thinks he's the "best"? F*ck him. His balls ain't dropped 'till he stepped through our curtains, and that's a FACT. We are...N-L-W.