Briana Marie Dale versus Blake Lively
Dec 30, 2023 2:14:39 GMT -6
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Post by Lookout! Boxing on Dec 30, 2023 2:14:39 GMT -6
Brianna Marie Dale
vs Blake Lively
Before: Stay busy fight for former Champion Blake. "There are easier fights," Lively admits, "but Brianna's definitely a girl I need to keep my foot on. She's come damn close to breaking out and I can't afford to let her build momentum. So yes, this is rounds for me, but it's also a bit of a turf war, if you know what I mean. I need to roll over her on my why back to the belts"
Dale knows what Lively means, sporting a new hardnosed attitude after hard snubbings by the welter elite this year. "I've seen the elephant now, but now it’s time to apply what I’ve learned. I'm hotter and tougher than 90% of the girls out there - I know that now. It's inevitable that I take a championship, and it's inevitable that I leave girls like Blake Lively choking down my dust behind me."
Brianna entering first without a robe, purple bandeau and matching thong, white gloves, shoulder-length hair loose. Blake seen hastily discarding her robe before stepping out in a black high-waisted bikini, matching gloves, hair loose and thrown forward over her left shoulder, spilling over her breasts.
R1: Brianna circling in either direction - feinting Blake, then leaping in lead hooks or sneaky right hands: blonde eating her fair share of leads on the chin before she can cover up. Lively getting potshotted, but lapping her mitts against Dale's torso as shorter woman disengages, doing a nice job charging Brianna a fee. Down the stretch, Dale feints, brings the hesitation right across Blake's lips...Lively's back leg flinches, steps in a fence post hole...she wobbles out of orbit, stricken. Brianna's fists frisky about the hips and tits of her foe, lathering Blake to ropes and belting her woozy: blonde hurt, covering up in ragged earmuff as Dale grins, lets her hands go to salt away the round in Lively's tummy.
R2: Girls step-to, trade bumping lefts and rights to bellies and breasts, blonde&brunette just standing upright, snarling with pursed lips as they hustle-punch one another. Brianna backs out of the exchange, Long Blake leans in, kisses her a crossing right to chin, toggling Dale's head and putting her wobbly-butt! Brianna staggers out of it, now on the defensive: Blake hard-eyed, loping after her foe, hunting her down with jabs, then trying to lean into "finish-her" right hands. Dale shabby, but bending at the waist, rolling under shots and coming up into clinches, avoids anymore hard hits, but Lively's jab gets work done face and jugs for clean-up points.
R3: Mindless destruction midring: fighters get close, plant feet, and slam away tit-for-tat. Both fighters tipping and twisting into their shots: healthy whacking blasts sounding out loud from all four flanks; breasts jostling up&down, side-to-side; cracking wallops upside heads have both girls staring. Bit by bit it's Blake backing Brianna up in the exchanges, finding a nice chugging rhythm inside, jamming left/right uppercuts into tummy&tis out of a bobbing stance. Dale finishes up back-on-ropes, forced to clinch for ref's breaks down the stretch, to prevent a Lively jail break here. Bell: ref pushing sweat-tacky bodies apart - furious glares all around as Blake wins points slugging like it's a JMDD T&A Matinee at the beach!
R4: Brianna roaming the ring, turning Blake's flanks - feinting her - then leaping in power leads. Lively wary of Dale's agility - using the jab to forestall some of the pounces, but brunette also doing a nice job of countering over and under Blake's stick. Nobody hurt, but Dale in charge, fighting her fight at midring.
R5: Brianna pushing her left jab into Blake’s tits, bringing the hand back low, blonde loops a right hand counter overtop to SMASH DALE'S HEAD ASIDE! Spastic staggering action carries Brianna to ropes; she forms up face-in-gloves, rocked and wobbly-butt! Blake wades in - extends the left to touch at Dale's guard, then bends in to lash the right to trembling abs! Left hand pushes at Brianna’s rigid guard again, then blake leans in to hook the liver, hook the ear. Dale bending forward behind her mitts, Livley begins to focus in behind the elbows, beating the flanks. Job of work for Blake, she resets by pushing her hands on Brianna's shoulders, then exploring her body with digging/looping/sweeping rights or left. Give Dale credit, she absorbs a hellish beating, but curvy legs hold her up, Lively patiently at her girl - dipping side to side, thumping mitts off bronzed chassis. Blake can't chop her model down, but at the bell - big beamin' smile shows blonde's satisfaction. Brianna's cheeks awash in tears when she lowers her guard, littlest big girl pinking up nicely through 5.
R6: Brianna jabs tummy while Blake jabs face; brunette circles away; changes directions, roaming to her right while scowling over left shoulder, Lively stepping-with, eyes intense. Fighters circle in, trading sock, circle out; lather, rinse, repeat. Two minute mark, Dale with the sudden crouch-feint freezes Blake, lunges into hesitation right uppercut from her knees, crushing blonde to chin while jumping past her left shoulder...DOWN GOES LIVELY! Blake BLOWN to her back as Brianna basically jumps into the circus punch and it's OVER! Livleya pathetic sight trying to roll over her right hip, flopping onto her back, trying to roll-over again as the 10 count passes her by. KO6 in electrifying fashion, for Brianna Marie Dale!
After: Brianna glorying in the moment, chesting into Blake and bleating "YEAH!" until ref pushes her back. Poor Lively! Favoured coming in, she gets rocked, stopped by a freshly ferocious Brianna Dale. AND BRIANNA WANTS MORE! Dale shoves Lively down to the canvas, plants that tattooed booty on her face! Blake pressing her hands against that pressing onslaught of flesh, but isn’t able to find a space for a breath until Taylor Swift vaults the rail and climbs up on the apron. Brianna gets up in a “Come at Me” stance, but gets ushered out to make ready for the next bout.
"She's got nothing," an uncharitable Brianna says of her vanquished foe. "She was supposed to be so tuff, she was gonna come in here and walk all over me, but I told you that wasn't gonna happen. She gave me her best stuff, I gave her mine, and she quit. Now there’s nothing standing between me and Camille! It’s time for her to give me another shot at the Ice Hotel, fresh this time!”
vs Blake Lively
(Words: O & E / Results: Lookout!)
Before: Stay busy fight for former Champion Blake. "There are easier fights," Lively admits, "but Brianna's definitely a girl I need to keep my foot on. She's come damn close to breaking out and I can't afford to let her build momentum. So yes, this is rounds for me, but it's also a bit of a turf war, if you know what I mean. I need to roll over her on my why back to the belts"
Dale knows what Lively means, sporting a new hardnosed attitude after hard snubbings by the welter elite this year. "I've seen the elephant now, but now it’s time to apply what I’ve learned. I'm hotter and tougher than 90% of the girls out there - I know that now. It's inevitable that I take a championship, and it's inevitable that I leave girls like Blake Lively choking down my dust behind me."
Brianna entering first without a robe, purple bandeau and matching thong, white gloves, shoulder-length hair loose. Blake seen hastily discarding her robe before stepping out in a black high-waisted bikini, matching gloves, hair loose and thrown forward over her left shoulder, spilling over her breasts.
R1: Brianna circling in either direction - feinting Blake, then leaping in lead hooks or sneaky right hands: blonde eating her fair share of leads on the chin before she can cover up. Lively getting potshotted, but lapping her mitts against Dale's torso as shorter woman disengages, doing a nice job charging Brianna a fee. Down the stretch, Dale feints, brings the hesitation right across Blake's lips...Lively's back leg flinches, steps in a fence post hole...she wobbles out of orbit, stricken. Brianna's fists frisky about the hips and tits of her foe, lathering Blake to ropes and belting her woozy: blonde hurt, covering up in ragged earmuff as Dale grins, lets her hands go to salt away the round in Lively's tummy.
R2: Girls step-to, trade bumping lefts and rights to bellies and breasts, blonde&brunette just standing upright, snarling with pursed lips as they hustle-punch one another. Brianna backs out of the exchange, Long Blake leans in, kisses her a crossing right to chin, toggling Dale's head and putting her wobbly-butt! Brianna staggers out of it, now on the defensive: Blake hard-eyed, loping after her foe, hunting her down with jabs, then trying to lean into "finish-her" right hands. Dale shabby, but bending at the waist, rolling under shots and coming up into clinches, avoids anymore hard hits, but Lively's jab gets work done face and jugs for clean-up points.
R3: Mindless destruction midring: fighters get close, plant feet, and slam away tit-for-tat. Both fighters tipping and twisting into their shots: healthy whacking blasts sounding out loud from all four flanks; breasts jostling up&down, side-to-side; cracking wallops upside heads have both girls staring. Bit by bit it's Blake backing Brianna up in the exchanges, finding a nice chugging rhythm inside, jamming left/right uppercuts into tummy&tis out of a bobbing stance. Dale finishes up back-on-ropes, forced to clinch for ref's breaks down the stretch, to prevent a Lively jail break here. Bell: ref pushing sweat-tacky bodies apart - furious glares all around as Blake wins points slugging like it's a JMDD T&A Matinee at the beach!
R4: Brianna roaming the ring, turning Blake's flanks - feinting her - then leaping in power leads. Lively wary of Dale's agility - using the jab to forestall some of the pounces, but brunette also doing a nice job of countering over and under Blake's stick. Nobody hurt, but Dale in charge, fighting her fight at midring.
R5: Brianna pushing her left jab into Blake’s tits, bringing the hand back low, blonde loops a right hand counter overtop to SMASH DALE'S HEAD ASIDE! Spastic staggering action carries Brianna to ropes; she forms up face-in-gloves, rocked and wobbly-butt! Blake wades in - extends the left to touch at Dale's guard, then bends in to lash the right to trembling abs! Left hand pushes at Brianna’s rigid guard again, then blake leans in to hook the liver, hook the ear. Dale bending forward behind her mitts, Livley begins to focus in behind the elbows, beating the flanks. Job of work for Blake, she resets by pushing her hands on Brianna's shoulders, then exploring her body with digging/looping/sweeping rights or left. Give Dale credit, she absorbs a hellish beating, but curvy legs hold her up, Lively patiently at her girl - dipping side to side, thumping mitts off bronzed chassis. Blake can't chop her model down, but at the bell - big beamin' smile shows blonde's satisfaction. Brianna's cheeks awash in tears when she lowers her guard, littlest big girl pinking up nicely through 5.
R6: Brianna jabs tummy while Blake jabs face; brunette circles away; changes directions, roaming to her right while scowling over left shoulder, Lively stepping-with, eyes intense. Fighters circle in, trading sock, circle out; lather, rinse, repeat. Two minute mark, Dale with the sudden crouch-feint freezes Blake, lunges into hesitation right uppercut from her knees, crushing blonde to chin while jumping past her left shoulder...DOWN GOES LIVELY! Blake BLOWN to her back as Brianna basically jumps into the circus punch and it's OVER! Livleya pathetic sight trying to roll over her right hip, flopping onto her back, trying to roll-over again as the 10 count passes her by. KO6 in electrifying fashion, for Brianna Marie Dale!
After: Brianna glorying in the moment, chesting into Blake and bleating "YEAH!" until ref pushes her back. Poor Lively! Favoured coming in, she gets rocked, stopped by a freshly ferocious Brianna Dale. AND BRIANNA WANTS MORE! Dale shoves Lively down to the canvas, plants that tattooed booty on her face! Blake pressing her hands against that pressing onslaught of flesh, but isn’t able to find a space for a breath until Taylor Swift vaults the rail and climbs up on the apron. Brianna gets up in a “Come at Me” stance, but gets ushered out to make ready for the next bout.
"She's got nothing," an uncharitable Brianna says of her vanquished foe. "She was supposed to be so tuff, she was gonna come in here and walk all over me, but I told you that wasn't gonna happen. She gave me her best stuff, I gave her mine, and she quit. Now there’s nothing standing between me and Camille! It’s time for her to give me another shot at the Ice Hotel, fresh this time!”
