Post by Archer on Nov 23, 2022 13:40:51 GMT -6
10 MAY 2002 ALI LANDRY VS ESTELLA WARREN
Posted by Simguy on 5/10/2002, 7:04 am.
Before: Ali Landry bright eyed, fresh from sparring with the Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders—she’s all eager to suit up and start the reconquest of her territory. Enter Estella: brash, blonde and maybe the strongest young welter since Gena Lee Nolin—upset minded, synchro swimmer/supermodel looking to introduce Ali to the same catatonia-inducing right hands that laid tyra Banks low—Landry not coming back with a cream puff in this one. Gold bikini, log brown curls for Ali, Black bikini, gold strings, long blonde curls Estella.
During R1: Warren applying rangy pressure early, hounding Ali close to the rope, bending low to pull in snappy lefts and rights to the waist, then coming out of the crouch with a cranking hook, lumberjack right hand as Landry parries, slides away on defense. Final minute, Ali shows that pageant finesse, bouncing off the adjacent ropes to spin out of a corner, putting Estella’s back to the strands an jumping in close off the blonde’s left shoulder with a cracking short hook. Warren numbed from the neck on down, sinks into the ropes—she’s out on her feet as Ali crowds her, twists in a couple of clubbing hooks to the chest at the bell. Warren somehow staggering to her corner adrift—Landry steals the points with patient, well placed power.
R2: Ali takes over on a still groggy Estella—brunette ram-feeding that jab up the middle, moving her head as she drops in choppy right crosses and utilizes that sweet step-in hook to the point of the chin, crowding up on Warren’s left side with the body-follow through. Estella getting her act together late, starts to jab with Ali, big blonde crouching, shooting up at Landry and trying to explode into right hands as Landry gives ground at the bell.
R3: Estella giving Ali some unexpected problems. Blonde proving just as athletic, busier than most welters—she’s tearing up the waist on Landry, relly snapping her fists off that Miss America gut. Warren with a spitting, stiff jab up out of her crouch, often gets Landry backpedaling and blonde finally extends on a crashing right cross that has brunette frozen at the ropes. Warren jabbing at Landry’s slackened chin, then bending in another right hand—brunette teetering on her hips, eyes glassy but she NAILS Warren a blockbuster counter hook on the teeth! Warren now dazed, sops punching, tilting in towards Ali00Landry jerks the hook again, bouncing Warren’s sleepy face back, then spins out, letting the blonde waft into the ropes. Ali jabs at the chin, turns over the right hand—Warren’s head lolling but ESTELLA starts punching back! Crowd on its feet as Landry covers up and has to let punches buffet up around her ears as Warren won’t go quietly.
R4: Landry spitting jabs, just feathering Warren with lefts, backing the blonde to the ropes Estella with the right hand on the jaw, left across her gut leans her right shoulder into the ropes to lay back from Landry in a relaxed defense. Ali working off that left shoulder, just a-CRANKING short, pulverizing hooks to the chest, comes off the jug and taps that chin to send stingers down Warren’s legs once again. HUGE gut check time for Warren—she’s lolling badly, all but out and taking a monstrous besting from Landry. Warren unable to punch, but she’s clinching just enough to get breaks—ref pushing Ali back-Landry wading bac in HUNGRY to finish. Brutal beat down goes bell to bell—Warren never moving from her perch and getting beaten unrecognizable as Landry tunes the body and head with chilling efficiency. At the bell—Ali stands in frank awe—arms humming from the beating as Warren slouches her wobbly butt back to her corner.
R5: Ali using her legs—she’s punched herself out and Warren’s still a force. Estella walking brunette down, ripping away at the belly, getting closer and closer to flush upstairs as Landry is hounded repeatedly to the ropes. Ali now going to the tactical clinch, reaching up under Warren’s arms, trying to walk her back but big blonde just as often stacks the brunette up in the corners to make her point. Warren on the board—she’s lumped up and hurting, but still trying to win this thing after 5.
R6: Ali boxing early again, but after the first minute she’s running out of ring. Estella jamming out that jab, cutting off the ring and getting her body in behind zesty lefts and rights, always starting in Ali’s firm midriff and moving up the ladder in search of chin. Fight is Warren chasing Ali to the ropes, hitting her hard---Landry either clinching or sinning to new ground. Midway point: Warren jabbing at Landry’s chest as the brunette slides along the ropes—blonde bends in a HUGE right hand that spanks off Ali[s face—Landry instantly glassy eyed sinks into the rope, Warren feasting on the hurting ex-champ—punishing the flanks with hard hearted batting strikes and unashamed to club Ali’s lower back when it’s offered.
R7: Warren NAILS he right hand early, sending Landry reeling to the ropes—now it’s Estella’s turn to dish out a bell to bell beat down, Landry wretched behind her guard, turning her body to absorb punches—she’s just SOAKING it up. Warren stepping with the brunette, pinning her to the ropes—really getting her hips and body into these shellacking body shots that have Landry sobbing. Ali trembling as she gets out of the round—Warren exhorting crowd as she feels the momentum surge.
R8:Ali stepping right, starts to put together aome fluid left/right potshots, ducking in and down after the short right hand to ring Estella up without receipts. Warren stalking, having some trouble cutting off the ring as Landry manages to work outside the eft shoulder fairly successfully this round. Good boxing round for Ali00she gets a little wind back, stops the blonde freight train from getting out of hand.
R9: Warren wants it more. At the ropes, it’s Estella on Ali, blonde getting low, snapping her punches off the body, jabbing up and beating into heartstopping right hands. Midring, its Estella hounding Ali, jabbing the brunette in the chest, chasing her backwards with javelin overhand rights. Landry placing counters to the stomach and chin with some success as Warren gambl, but blonde won’t be discouraged and she carrying the fight.
R10: More Warren will to in—Landry very defensive, laying of the ropes, clinching, countering only sporadically as the big blonde had her gunshy. Ali doing a nice job of minimizing Estella’s force however—blonde rarely lands clean in an action but somewhat sloppy tenth. Comes back UD10 Ali Landry to scattered boos.
After: A clearly relieved Ali Landry raises her hand, winces in pained victory—controversial 4th scored 10-8 without a knockdown the difference between two women tonight. Estella badly beaten herself but bitterly disappointed, feels she got the best of Ali on the night.
“First Garner gets held up by Bell, and now this,” Estella seethes, ‘it’s pretty clear HISC fighters aren’t welcome in the FCBA but you know what? Were here, we’re besting up these girls and people who pay for the fights know we’re the best in the show.”
Landry retorts: “I guess she forgot abut getting knocked out about 3 times in that fight only t be carried the ref. Take a good look at Estella’s face and tell me you think she won the fight. I will give her this: she is one rugged girl. I hit her with some punches that would have turned Charlize into scrap heap and Warren won’t go down. She stood up to Ali Landry and that’s no joke”
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24 MAY 2002 TITLE CH PETA WILSON VS ALI LANDRY
Unified Welterweight Title Bout
Posted by Simguy on 5/24/2002, 7:29 am.
Before: Peta roaring back to stop Krista Allen in her last fight, finally achieving the success pundits have been predicting for the Aussie blonde since she first burst onto the scene. Wilson acting like a true champion—she knows Landry’s the fight she needs to be accepted as the best of the best and Peta’s not ducking the responsibility.
“I feel the challenger in this fight,” says Wilson, “I’m hungry to beat Ali—as hungry as I’ve ever been.”
Landry anxious to regain “her” belts, but she’s limping into this bout off a controversial win over up and coming Estella Warren. “Don’t judge me by the Warren fight,” says Ali, “I was coming off a long rest perios and believe me, no one else would have taken Estella in a similar situation.”
Ali in gold lamme bikini, long brunette curls, Peta in white bra style sport bikini, short blonde tousle.
During R1: Girls rotating left, peppering each other with lively jabs—Wilson more than holding her own as the girls fence and sharpshoot for position. Final minute—Peta scorches Ali a clouting right cross, sending the big brunette jiggling to her right—Landry with a wounded expression, stands stunned with gloves in an ear muff defence—Wilson punctuates the round with a spanking right/left off the waist has Ali wincing during the breaks.
R2: Landry closing up her stance, dropping the left hand as she looks to counter. Peta busier, but she’s falling into Landry’s traps—brunette rolling the blonde’s punches with that left shoulder, coming back with stamping right hands to the ribs and chin. Midway through, Landry slips in under a Wilson right, dragging home the overhand right to the blonde’s mouth—Peta staggered, knees unhinged, but managing to stay upright as Landry turns her midring. Wilson going to Ali’s body late wit spanking power—brunette clinching to the bell, steals the round.
R3: Ali looking to body up ad wear blonde down with weight, but Peta’s not having it. Hard body shots back the brunette up, and Peta’s outboxing Landry to the outside. Ali retreating, unable to take the initiative, goes back to the counterpunching look as Wilson stalks her challenger around the ring.
R4: Ali potshotting, fighting in spots—but she’s getting outworked by Peta who seems the more energetic girl through 4. Wilson on her toes, circling to her left, touching Ali with the jab, stabbing into brunette body with straight right hands and worrying Ali up top with hooks, Landry slipping and blocking very weak, just not getting off as she continues to retreat, wait for openings.
R5: Landry having some luck with punch and clutch this round, tiing Peta, diving in with the right hand and holding on for the ref’s break, Stop an go action frustrates the blonde—she wants high tempo all the time and Ali’s not letting her have it. Smart, veteran stuff from Landry, but hardly crowd pleasing—people start to get on the ex-champ for her smothering tactics at the bell.
R6: Jeers turn to cheers as Ali comes out with a little pep in her step. Landry beating Peta to the jab for the first time in the fight, backing the blonde up and extending on hard right hand between the breasts. Wilson looking uncertain, getting drilled, chased around the ring. Down the stretch, Peta bacs straight up and gets CLOCKED a hard right hand on the chin—blonde spilling to the ropes all hurt and helpless—Landry has a fine finishing flurry as she POUNDS away on champion gut and jug. Peta badly shaken at the bell, does well to keep her feet under serious Landry leather this round.
R7: Ali stays on her girl—ramrod jabs up the middle, startling straight right hands between the breasts, clouting hooks on the jaw keep Wilson backpedaling. Peta’s defence ramshackle—she’s busting up, breaking down, hands at chest level, reacting late to punches as Ali steps her back. Solid work ethic frim Landry as she walks Peta down, puts leather on meat, putting punhes together, working Wilson body and head for points.
R8: Ali punching with Peta, best two way action of the fight has the crowd roaring in brisk first minute. Wilson backing Landry up after a series of exchanges goes blonde’s way, but at the half way point-Landry starts to find answers. Ali rolling to her right under Peta’s right hand, coming back with slinging right mitt to the pit of the belly—Wilson doesn’t like it. Moments later girls trade right hands, Landry wins the race to the hook and PETA’S HURT! Wilson staggering midring—Landry bends in a pounding right off the cheek and Peta’s reeling! Wilson just standing there, tilting forward over her feet and Ali guts her with a licking left hook in the solar plexus. Wilson cringing, nearly sinking to her knees, swaying in front of Landry midring at the brunette bangs away with swinging lefts and right to the waist at the bell.
R9: Pete Wilson shabby off her stool—pain on blonde’s face, ad those long strong legs aren’t there. Ali quick across the ring, stump-jabbing between the breasts and KISSING the hard right cross off the blonde’s lips! Pet drilled to the ropes, hands at her chest—she’s just staring as Landry POURS it on! Rights and lefts cascade down—Wilson getting bludgeoning senseless and the REF STEPS IN! TKO9 for the winner and NEW welter champion—Ali Landry!
After Landry triumphant—gleeful as she takes a shattered Peta Wilson on a staggering walk of shame. Landry with that pageant wave as she steers her trophy around the ring—Wilson badly battered over the second half, had nothing left when Ali lowered the boom. Ali answering critics with this solid win—Wilson had looked practically invulnerable in dispatching Theron an Allen—Landry reminding everyone of just how dominant she once was in the division.
“Although I’m under no obligation, Ali reminds all in post fight, “I’m taking Estella’s challenge. Some will say that she is leapfrogging, that I am beating up the cradle, but that’s not the case .I know I need to humble Warren the way I did Peta to satisfy the critics. And I also believe Estella is the number new contender right now. By beating her decisively, I’ll be showing everyone just how wide a gulf there is between the best and the rest.”
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31 MAY 2002 TITLE CH ALI LANDRY VS ESTELLA WARREN
Unified Welterweight Title Bout
Posted by Simguy on 5/31/2002, 6:54 am.
Before: High stakes rematch—not just the title at stake as each woman anxious to post decisive victory over the other. Warren coming off the first fight CONVNCED Landry had received a name recognition decision—big blonde chomping at the bit to get in and prove to the world hat she already knows in her heart. Ali feeling the heat from that decision, but blaming the long layoff and rust for Warren’s “illusory” good performance:
“Estella’s going to have to deal with the real Ali Landry this time. Class, speed, hitting power—she’s never seen a fighter like me and there’s no way to prepare for me. I’ll be putting her in her place, and that place is SEVERAL notches beneath me on the totem.”
Ali in gold lamme bikini, Estella in tan bikini top dark brown bikini bottoms, little wooden hoops between the cups and at the hips.
During R1: Landry putting on a show early, Warren with her hands up, defending herself well, but unable to get into position as Ali circles, peppers her with the “B” jab, fits in the straught right hand down into the ribs, coming across with clocking hook on the jaw. At the bell, girls bump up and start to talk—ref intervening as tempers flare.
R2: Warren steps up the temp. Tall girl getting low, shooting that stiff jab up at Landry from the awkward angle getting Ali to step back, Estella spanking her mitts off Landry’s tawny gut, oves the brunette to the ropes, then comes upstairs with cranking hooks and whistling right hands. Landry with the right at her cheek, left across her stomach looks to roll and counter but she get LABELLED a bashing hook across her forehead that has her staring. Ali temporarily numb, tilting to her right—Warren extends on a gorgeous right across the teeth and LANDRY GOES DOWN! Ali struggling up the ropes, reeling wide eyed as she takes her 8, goes immediately to the clinch but Estella’s not having it. Warren packaging Landry hard into the ropes, shoving her way clear with her forearms against Landry’s neck, then laying waste to the brunette with shattering lefts and rights from a wide stance,, Ali covering up, mewling as she is beaten sideways the ropes—this is just elemental fury as Warren bares her teeth and HAMMERS away. Landry battered to her knees with seconds let—pushes plaintively at the blonde’s thighs as Warren backs away smug at the sight. Huge 10-7 Estella Warren sends Landry to her corner badly shaken.
R3: Ali on her bicycle early, but Warren cutting off the ring easy, jabbing up into Landry’s chest ad NAILING the champ a slashing right cross as Ali backs straight up. Ali into the ropes rocked early—she’s bobbing, rolling desperately as Warren lathers away like a bantamweight. Ali able to clinch at last walk her girl back to midring. More measured pace to the rest of the round as the girls step around each other, feeling out the jab, leaning on right hands, trying to cash in with the follow up hook.
R4: Ali clinching immediately—idea to stand Estella up, get he out of that athletic crouch—Warren falls into the trap and starts set-piece boing at midring with wily vet. Landry and easy into her half court offense: she’s pawing u the jab, then stinging it, bending into sudden right hands and clinching,, countering beneath Warren’s ja to work that tanned midriff with hooks. Warren mesmerized all touched up and down the stretch, she’s beaten to a hard right hand on the lips, staggered , and POPPED a follow-up hook on the ear that drops her wobbly butt to all fours. Warren up and weaving uncertainly at the bell as Landry shows she can punch too.
R5: Back to back shutouts for Landry—opening with clinches, standing her girl up, coaxing Warren with a slow pace to stand, step and box. Estella trying to match wits and mitts midring—it’s not her fight A Ali plies her belly with jabs, straightens up to bang home the hook, slides back to walk the blonde into right hands, and beats that belly whenever the two fall in together.
R6: Back to back to back shutouts Ali Landry—champ just polishing Estella up like a prize ornament in these rounds. Landry in control with her jab, touching Estella all over, freezing her for picturesque right crosses on the teeth and stunning hooks up high on the head. Warren getting drilled with crowd pleasing power but standing her ground—she[ not punching back, but she’s taking a hell of a shot this round. At the bell, Warren looking boozy, windblown, swelling nicely—Landry just pageant boing and loving it.
R7: Warren coming out of her trance, starts to use her legs, opening up the ring to force Landry out of her comfort zone. Estella getting low, turning Landry’s left flank, shooting that ramrod stick up into Ali’s face and spearing in hard right hand to the torso—Landry giving ground, forced to punch off her heels as the blonde turns up the heat. Down the stretch, Estella shows her athleticism, jabbing tummy, swinging to right and pulling in a looping right hand over the top that pits Landry wobbly butt at the bell. Ali hurt—Estella gets chest to chest to force eye contact as the ref intervenes once again.
R8,9: Crucial rounds in a close fight, Girls get toe to toe, fighting at close range if not bodied up—hard hearted trade as ribs and chins are tested. Warren pulling haymakers in from out wide—Landry scraping her left knuckle against Warren’s midriff, then kissing in the right, bending low, coming out of the stoop to clip the left hook—its Ali’s better head movement and supple angles in close that prove the difference, Both girls throwing eye-popping number of punches, but Landry’s connecting more, backing her girl up, finishing the rounds strong.
R10: Same toe to toe, controlled brawling, but Warren getting the better of it as she starts to catch Ali on the chin, stunning the brunette for moments at a time. Boozy fight takes on Nrton/Holmes R15 aspect as the girls start to teeter, hands low, faces exposed—each just taking her turn shellacking the other with tired haymakers. Warren shoving Landry in the shoulders late, gets the brunette sleepwalking backward, blonde stepping forward with punches had Ali ragged at the bell. Girls chest up and look like they might take it to ground as referee intervenes yet again. Decision comes back another one point margin for the winner and STILL welterweight champion of the world, Ali Landry.
After: Warren stamping her foot, pulling her hand ay from the ref and wailing “NO!” as she cranes her head back in disappointment. Landry raising her hands in exhausted relief, smiling, strutting—and Warrens not done. Estella getting in Ali’s face, finger jabbing the brunettes hest and telling the champ in no uncertain terms:
“You KNOW I beat you! You KNOW it!”
Officials from either champ intervening as Landry grabs Estella’s finger. 20 rounds of boing and still no clear cut answers other than that Ali knows how to win decisions and the young blonde has to show more consistently when she’s in with a champion. 9 long minutes in the middle of the fight won it for Ali—Warren just losing focus following her devastation of the champ in the second, probably assumed Landry would wilt after that glorious beating.
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20 JULY 2002 TITLE CH ALI LANDRY VS TERRY FARRELL
Unified Welterweight Title
Posted by Simguy on 7/20/2002, 8:07 am.
Before: “What makes Terry think this is going to be a boxing match?” Ali asks in prefight. “The ring is my playground—I do whatever I want in there. Maybe I’ll outbox Terry just to humble her, maybe I’ll just punch through her—point is, this isn’t about what she can do, it’s ALL about what I’m going to do. Write this down: Terry Farrell doesn’t have a chance.” Terry’s heard it all before, but she knows what Landry’s talking about—Farrell needs to find a way to make Ali fight a chess match. “She’s a compete fighter for sure,” admits Terry, “but she’s ready to be taken. I truly believe that.” Ali in a pale blue push up bra and bikini bottoms. Terry royal blue bikini, high neck single halter top.
During R1: Tentative opening, both girls circling, feinting on the outside. End of the first minute, Landry with a sudden step in, swats the decoy hook to the cheek and POUNDS her right hand in between Terry’s breasts—short, stumping shot sends Farrell scooting to her backside! Ali prancing away all smiles—Terry up quickly. Landry doubling up the jab consolidates in the body, jamming in straight right to the heart, left hooks in behind the elbow. Farrell stepping out and roaming right, able to get that jab off her hip, relieving some of the pressure late.
R2: Ali showing Terry that classy pageant stick, pounding away on the chest to set-up sizzling right hands. Farrell giving ground, circling wide, occasionally palming up up on Ali to change direction with a sidestep. Down the stretch, Landry a little overanxious—Terry drops in a clocking overhand right, leans onto her back foot to let Ali fall in, and picks her up juicy with a biting right uppercut, putting wobbly in champion trunks. Landry hanging in, suddenly hurt—Farrell steals the round with that opportunistic power of hers.
R3: Ali more disciplined, content to fence outside with Terry, patiently cutting off the ring. Final minute, Landry able to bang that body, has Farrell wilting forward—Terry clinching at the bell, looking disheveled.
R4: Shutout Landry as she puts it all together. Ali’s got her timing and range down now—she can jump in the hook off the jab, get the tall brunette on her heels ad land the banging short right hand to the chest or face. Ali constantly toppling backwards, unable to cope with the lightweight speed of the champ and midway through, that swatting hook, drilling short right combo has Farrell stepping funky. Round finishes up with Ali suddenly brawny at the ropes, reaching under Terry’s arms, bodying her into the strands and munching on the midsection with both fists. Ali nodding, grinning at her good work at the bell, Farrell shopworn, getting beaten up through 4.
R5: Gets worse for Terry. Farrell trying to get her game together, but Landry in with that swatting hook, drops the hammer right hand to mouth and dumps Farrell to her backside for the fight’s second knockdown. Terry up stiffly, grimacing, but she comes off the canvas swinging. Farrell catching Ali with the right uppercut as the girls fall in together—Landry backing away, allows Terry to extend on a chasing right that snaps champ’s head to the side. Stop and go action the rest of the way as girls punch, fall in together and tie each other up.
R6: Farrell moving right, just laying the jb out to screen Ali’s vision an blistering right cross picks Landry’s lead foot off the canvas. Ali badly hurt for the first time in the fight, hands at her temples as she stoops forward—Farrell edging in picks her up with a gorgeous right uppercut, wrapping the let around the girl’s shoulders to turn Landry, preventing the counter. Beautiful work out of a lanky wrap—Farrell pulling Ali in a semicircle, walking her into tight right uppercuts, clinching her up for breaks. Landry busted up, woozy from clean punches and disconcerted at the power she’s seeing, coughs up the shutout this round.
R7: Both girls back to boxing, ranging clockwise arund thupng sticks, both coming up short on early right hands as defense reigns. Down the stretch, Ali times Farrell’s lanky right, slipping in underneath, coming out of the crouch with a perfect left hook md Farrell goes wobbly butt! Terry backing away with forlorn eyes, trying to rally her legs—Ali hopping in behind a spitting jab, puts her right fist in Terrys ear and spills the challenger to the ropes. Bad beating down the stretch, Ali able to square up sand bash away to the bell, eaves Terry swooning for the break.
R8: Shutout Ai Landry. Body, body, body—heartless attack on midriff cripples Terry—she’s tilting forward, elbows in, groaning, reaching around Ali’s head with long armed clinches as Landry bashes away. Slow, waltzing beatdown totally one sided—Farrell’s just soaking it up and returns ashen faced to her stool.
R9: Farrell loosed limbed, hands low—she lolls back onto her rear leg as Ali wades forward and calmly picks the champ up a tight counter-right uppercut—Ali falls in hurt, doesn’t punch. Terry palms and spins, stepping put, luring her girl forward, drops the chopping right hand on Ali’s left eye, quickly clinching, turning, stepping out with a saucy shove. Entire round goes this way with Ali spending herself in stupid head on attacks, getting potshotted, and pushed around as Farrell finds a way to survive. Shutout Terry Farrell, puts a little more mileage on the champ—Ali fatigued, punchy heading into the tenth.
R10: Uppercut’s been there al night for Farrell, she’s able to lounge back, walk Ali in and pick her up with devastating results. Ali cooperating by stooping forward slightly, reaching with her right mitt for a stabilizing clinch—Terry’s just placing the punch on Landry’s chin, spinning out to the right and luring her forward for more. End of the first minute, Landry’s really coming apart! Champion’s staggering, getting potshotted hard and clean—corner’s yelling at her to stay away but she’s too shabby to respond. Farrell summons reserves, eyes suddenly focused—she’s walking Ali onto the right uppercut, she’s nailing her right crosses when she’s outside—Landry seems shocked to be getting hurt by Terry’s punches. Turns into s gutty display of heart from Ali as she is beaten raw—Terry placing single shot haymakers with thudding accuracy, turning, pushing her foe—Ali staggering but refusing to go down makes it to the bell. Comes back UD10 Ali Landry.
After: Terry Farrell visibly disappointed, picked up on camera whining “I HAD her! I HAD her,” in the aftermath. Landry all glossy, till woozy from Terry’s late assault, but she hoists the belts over her broad shoulders, struts the ring and gets in Farrell’s face to taunt the worthy challenger with the things she can’t have. “I best the kid like I was her mommy.” Ali says of the older woman, “tuned her up, outboxed her, outfought her. She’s determined. I’ll give herthat, but anyone should be able to tell I ate Terry Farrell up tonight.” Maybe a little SWO hyperbole there, but all in all a very credible defense of the title for Ms, Landry.
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05 AUGUST 2002 TITLE CH CINDY CRAWFORD VS ALI LANDRY
“BIG WOMAN ON SHOWTIME”
MAXIM/REEBOK MIDDLEWEIGHT TITLES
Posted by Simguy on 8/5/2002, 8:42 am.
Before: Spurning HBO for rival Showtime, Landry and Crawford manage to put together that rarest of boxing phenomenons—a superfight that doesn’t involve Cat Bell or Charlize Theron AND an all-brunette affair at that—“I think it’s safe to say the winner of this fight is the best fighter in boxing,” proclaims Landry.
“Theron never proved herself against quality big women and Bell won’t move up period,” adds Crawford. “I think the best brunette in boxing IS the best fighter—it goes without saying. Say what you will about Charlize Theron—at least she tried to step up. I think Cat Bell’s the better woman technically, but she would never try to exert her influence north of 130, When I get pass Ali, people are going to have to realize: Cindy Crawford is still around, and she’s still the boss.”
Ali in pale blue push up, pale blue bikini bottoms—Crawford in red cotton Jockey top, navy cotton Jockey bottoms, ponytail.
During R1: Landry able to jam a hard right hand over Cindy’s left shoulder—Crawford stepping in fence post holes early as Ali shows her power. Crawford saws her class—she’s hurt, but goes to the jab opens up the canvas, effectively clinches whenever Landry cuts off the ring. Cindy drops the round, but escapes what could have been disaster by preventing a Landry follow up.
R2: Ali stepping Cindy back with a thudding jab between the breasts—she’s bending at the knees, spanking body with straight right hand, straightening to clout the hook up top, always using a spitting stick to keep Crawford positioned. Cindy at the rope, hands up just trying to read and react defensively. Midway through, Landry gets to Cindy with gorgeous series of rising lefts and rights to the ribplates just beneath the breasts—Crawford shaken up, falls in to clinch—she’s getting banged up. Ali Landry down the stretch, brawling Cindy at the ropes, big-woman shove and slug to the bell as Crawford covers up and takes like a mute.
R3: Crawford with more veteran, savvy tactics. She’s steering Landry with the long jab, slicing in a slinging Tyra Banks style cross to graze Ali’s jaw, then clinching for breaks. Landry can’t get it going against punch n’ clutch—Cindy effectively controlling her foe despite drawing boos for the stop and go action.
R4: Landry punching her way through the Crawford clinches this round—really bludgeoning away beneath the breastline, standing up into tough, tough body work. Crawford grimacing, makes more veteran adjustments, now getting leggy, circling away from the punishment, feinting to freeze Ali for split seconds to allow for direction changes, Through 4 Ali in control on the cards—Crawford looking like a survivor more than a competitor.
R5,6: Cindy Crawford getting it done—it ain’t pretty, but she’s clawing her way back into this bout. Not many girls control Ali with the jab, but Cindy’s doing it, getting the initiative, positioning Landry in the ring, then lighting her up with slicing right crosses on the jaw. Landry taking the shots well, but Cindy’s able to dive in and clinch, smothering the receipts—Landry increasingly frustrated with the model’s safety first tactics. As frustration grows—Crawford’s opportunities increase She gets a nice bolo-right uppercut onto Landry’s chin as well as a sweet count right hand on the teeth as Landry tries to hound her to the ropes. Landry trying to load up that crushing right hand, but can’t get it off—Cindy very aware of that starboard mitt.
R7: Cindy getting her fight—slow, methodical, stand up stuff midring—she’s able to step in with the jab, spank Ali’s face, step to the left as Landry turn. Patient, accurate stabbing from Crawford—after a minute, Landry’s bleeding from the nose, gnashing her teeth as she circles, but can’t get off, Ali falls apart late—Landry finally getting the timing down, erases minutes of good work from Cindy with a single thunderclap right—short chopping shot over the jab puts Crawford wobbly butt, sends her reeling sideways in disarray. Landry pouncing at the ropes, palms her girls shoulders and WELTS that ribcage with lusty rights and lefts. Crawford stupefied, hanging off Ali’s neck and just getting clobbered at the bell. Ali steals a Crawford round with power—Landry the welterweight looking like the stronger woman.
R8: Cindy Crawford comes back like a champ! Shaking off the punishment, she gets back on top with that harpooning stick, really bashing back Ali’s face, getting Landry onto her heels—Ali looking awkward and uncertain as she hasn’t seen this kind of jab before. Crawford working to her left, eyes focused—just stepping, spearing with leverage. Landry breaking down, hands drooping and down the stretch. Crawford bends into a gorgeous right cross on the jaw. Landry’s head flattened against her shoulder—she wobbles to the ropes with a glazed expression—Cindy on to finish. Crawford cautious, prepping Landry with the jab then leaning in with sizzling right hands, promptly bodying up on follow through to smother the counter and press her girl into the ropes. Landry all jangly and stunned a the bell—Cindy pumping right fist en route to her corner.
R9: Sharpshooting boxing to set up right hands—girls working with their jabs, then leaning in—dangerous stuff as both women open up the offense. Wide ranging action, both girls hinky of the other’s power—both have felt their legs go in this fight, interesting tension as they hunt each other down. Landry gets it late—girls touch each other hard with simultaneous jabs, Landry just misses the right hand, comes back with the left hook as Cindy’s backing straight out and Crawford gets LABELLED on the chin. Cindy clattering back to the ropes, eyes wide, upper body tllting on her hips—she’s desperately grabby, trying to tie Landry up--Ali rolling her shoulder, bashing away at the Crawford ribcage. Cindy ragdolling from one foot to the other, head swiveling dangerously as it all falls apart—she’s out on her feet as Landry is bodied back at the bell.
R10: Landry trembling with bloodlust—she bolts off her stool, charging in to pick up where she left off. Crawford backing away behind away behind s stiffer than expected—she’s slowing Ali’s momentum, breaking up the rush, then TAGGING Landry a crashing right hand to beat the welterweight to the punch! Landry staggering to her right, eyes suddenly glassy—SHE’S hurt! Crawford stalking with a cautious jab as she becomes the predator, Landry ragged as she hops along the ropes, getting wobbled s Cindy leans in with bashing right crosses, but Crawford won’t commit to a second and third follow up. Round progresses with Landry on the verge, but gutting it out—Cindy walking her down but not taking enough risk—Landry able to fall inside, get stable against Cindy’s chest and outwork the supermodel down the stretch. Girls still slugging it up after the bell—ref pulls heaving beauties apart. After lengthy delay, decision comes back a DRAW!
After: Bitter protests from both corners—Ali claiming she hurt Cindy repeatedly, more consistently than in return. Cindy claiming to have outboxed, outmaneuvered her foe, as well as finishing stronger as Landry’s legs looked ramshackle in the tenth. Spiteful give an take doesn’t solve the problem of who’s the better woman, seriously undermines pound for pound pretensions of both.
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Posted by Simguy on 5/10/2002, 7:04 am.
Before: Ali Landry bright eyed, fresh from sparring with the Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders—she’s all eager to suit up and start the reconquest of her territory. Enter Estella: brash, blonde and maybe the strongest young welter since Gena Lee Nolin—upset minded, synchro swimmer/supermodel looking to introduce Ali to the same catatonia-inducing right hands that laid tyra Banks low—Landry not coming back with a cream puff in this one. Gold bikini, log brown curls for Ali, Black bikini, gold strings, long blonde curls Estella.
During R1: Warren applying rangy pressure early, hounding Ali close to the rope, bending low to pull in snappy lefts and rights to the waist, then coming out of the crouch with a cranking hook, lumberjack right hand as Landry parries, slides away on defense. Final minute, Ali shows that pageant finesse, bouncing off the adjacent ropes to spin out of a corner, putting Estella’s back to the strands an jumping in close off the blonde’s left shoulder with a cracking short hook. Warren numbed from the neck on down, sinks into the ropes—she’s out on her feet as Ali crowds her, twists in a couple of clubbing hooks to the chest at the bell. Warren somehow staggering to her corner adrift—Landry steals the points with patient, well placed power.
R2: Ali takes over on a still groggy Estella—brunette ram-feeding that jab up the middle, moving her head as she drops in choppy right crosses and utilizes that sweet step-in hook to the point of the chin, crowding up on Warren’s left side with the body-follow through. Estella getting her act together late, starts to jab with Ali, big blonde crouching, shooting up at Landry and trying to explode into right hands as Landry gives ground at the bell.
R3: Estella giving Ali some unexpected problems. Blonde proving just as athletic, busier than most welters—she’s tearing up the waist on Landry, relly snapping her fists off that Miss America gut. Warren with a spitting, stiff jab up out of her crouch, often gets Landry backpedaling and blonde finally extends on a crashing right cross that has brunette frozen at the ropes. Warren jabbing at Landry’s slackened chin, then bending in another right hand—brunette teetering on her hips, eyes glassy but she NAILS Warren a blockbuster counter hook on the teeth! Warren now dazed, sops punching, tilting in towards Ali00Landry jerks the hook again, bouncing Warren’s sleepy face back, then spins out, letting the blonde waft into the ropes. Ali jabs at the chin, turns over the right hand—Warren’s head lolling but ESTELLA starts punching back! Crowd on its feet as Landry covers up and has to let punches buffet up around her ears as Warren won’t go quietly.
R4: Landry spitting jabs, just feathering Warren with lefts, backing the blonde to the ropes Estella with the right hand on the jaw, left across her gut leans her right shoulder into the ropes to lay back from Landry in a relaxed defense. Ali working off that left shoulder, just a-CRANKING short, pulverizing hooks to the chest, comes off the jug and taps that chin to send stingers down Warren’s legs once again. HUGE gut check time for Warren—she’s lolling badly, all but out and taking a monstrous besting from Landry. Warren unable to punch, but she’s clinching just enough to get breaks—ref pushing Ali back-Landry wading bac in HUNGRY to finish. Brutal beat down goes bell to bell—Warren never moving from her perch and getting beaten unrecognizable as Landry tunes the body and head with chilling efficiency. At the bell—Ali stands in frank awe—arms humming from the beating as Warren slouches her wobbly butt back to her corner.
R5: Ali using her legs—she’s punched herself out and Warren’s still a force. Estella walking brunette down, ripping away at the belly, getting closer and closer to flush upstairs as Landry is hounded repeatedly to the ropes. Ali now going to the tactical clinch, reaching up under Warren’s arms, trying to walk her back but big blonde just as often stacks the brunette up in the corners to make her point. Warren on the board—she’s lumped up and hurting, but still trying to win this thing after 5.
R6: Ali boxing early again, but after the first minute she’s running out of ring. Estella jamming out that jab, cutting off the ring and getting her body in behind zesty lefts and rights, always starting in Ali’s firm midriff and moving up the ladder in search of chin. Fight is Warren chasing Ali to the ropes, hitting her hard---Landry either clinching or sinning to new ground. Midway point: Warren jabbing at Landry’s chest as the brunette slides along the ropes—blonde bends in a HUGE right hand that spanks off Ali[s face—Landry instantly glassy eyed sinks into the rope, Warren feasting on the hurting ex-champ—punishing the flanks with hard hearted batting strikes and unashamed to club Ali’s lower back when it’s offered.
R7: Warren NAILS he right hand early, sending Landry reeling to the ropes—now it’s Estella’s turn to dish out a bell to bell beat down, Landry wretched behind her guard, turning her body to absorb punches—she’s just SOAKING it up. Warren stepping with the brunette, pinning her to the ropes—really getting her hips and body into these shellacking body shots that have Landry sobbing. Ali trembling as she gets out of the round—Warren exhorting crowd as she feels the momentum surge.
R8:Ali stepping right, starts to put together aome fluid left/right potshots, ducking in and down after the short right hand to ring Estella up without receipts. Warren stalking, having some trouble cutting off the ring as Landry manages to work outside the eft shoulder fairly successfully this round. Good boxing round for Ali00she gets a little wind back, stops the blonde freight train from getting out of hand.
R9: Warren wants it more. At the ropes, it’s Estella on Ali, blonde getting low, snapping her punches off the body, jabbing up and beating into heartstopping right hands. Midring, its Estella hounding Ali, jabbing the brunette in the chest, chasing her backwards with javelin overhand rights. Landry placing counters to the stomach and chin with some success as Warren gambl, but blonde won’t be discouraged and she carrying the fight.
R10: More Warren will to in—Landry very defensive, laying of the ropes, clinching, countering only sporadically as the big blonde had her gunshy. Ali doing a nice job of minimizing Estella’s force however—blonde rarely lands clean in an action but somewhat sloppy tenth. Comes back UD10 Ali Landry to scattered boos.
After: A clearly relieved Ali Landry raises her hand, winces in pained victory—controversial 4th scored 10-8 without a knockdown the difference between two women tonight. Estella badly beaten herself but bitterly disappointed, feels she got the best of Ali on the night.
“First Garner gets held up by Bell, and now this,” Estella seethes, ‘it’s pretty clear HISC fighters aren’t welcome in the FCBA but you know what? Were here, we’re besting up these girls and people who pay for the fights know we’re the best in the show.”
Landry retorts: “I guess she forgot abut getting knocked out about 3 times in that fight only t be carried the ref. Take a good look at Estella’s face and tell me you think she won the fight. I will give her this: she is one rugged girl. I hit her with some punches that would have turned Charlize into scrap heap and Warren won’t go down. She stood up to Ali Landry and that’s no joke”
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24 MAY 2002 TITLE CH PETA WILSON VS ALI LANDRY
Unified Welterweight Title Bout
Posted by Simguy on 5/24/2002, 7:29 am.
Before: Peta roaring back to stop Krista Allen in her last fight, finally achieving the success pundits have been predicting for the Aussie blonde since she first burst onto the scene. Wilson acting like a true champion—she knows Landry’s the fight she needs to be accepted as the best of the best and Peta’s not ducking the responsibility.
“I feel the challenger in this fight,” says Wilson, “I’m hungry to beat Ali—as hungry as I’ve ever been.”
Landry anxious to regain “her” belts, but she’s limping into this bout off a controversial win over up and coming Estella Warren. “Don’t judge me by the Warren fight,” says Ali, “I was coming off a long rest perios and believe me, no one else would have taken Estella in a similar situation.”
Ali in gold lamme bikini, long brunette curls, Peta in white bra style sport bikini, short blonde tousle.
During R1: Girls rotating left, peppering each other with lively jabs—Wilson more than holding her own as the girls fence and sharpshoot for position. Final minute—Peta scorches Ali a clouting right cross, sending the big brunette jiggling to her right—Landry with a wounded expression, stands stunned with gloves in an ear muff defence—Wilson punctuates the round with a spanking right/left off the waist has Ali wincing during the breaks.
R2: Landry closing up her stance, dropping the left hand as she looks to counter. Peta busier, but she’s falling into Landry’s traps—brunette rolling the blonde’s punches with that left shoulder, coming back with stamping right hands to the ribs and chin. Midway through, Landry slips in under a Wilson right, dragging home the overhand right to the blonde’s mouth—Peta staggered, knees unhinged, but managing to stay upright as Landry turns her midring. Wilson going to Ali’s body late wit spanking power—brunette clinching to the bell, steals the round.
R3: Ali looking to body up ad wear blonde down with weight, but Peta’s not having it. Hard body shots back the brunette up, and Peta’s outboxing Landry to the outside. Ali retreating, unable to take the initiative, goes back to the counterpunching look as Wilson stalks her challenger around the ring.
R4: Ali potshotting, fighting in spots—but she’s getting outworked by Peta who seems the more energetic girl through 4. Wilson on her toes, circling to her left, touching Ali with the jab, stabbing into brunette body with straight right hands and worrying Ali up top with hooks, Landry slipping and blocking very weak, just not getting off as she continues to retreat, wait for openings.
R5: Landry having some luck with punch and clutch this round, tiing Peta, diving in with the right hand and holding on for the ref’s break, Stop an go action frustrates the blonde—she wants high tempo all the time and Ali’s not letting her have it. Smart, veteran stuff from Landry, but hardly crowd pleasing—people start to get on the ex-champ for her smothering tactics at the bell.
R6: Jeers turn to cheers as Ali comes out with a little pep in her step. Landry beating Peta to the jab for the first time in the fight, backing the blonde up and extending on hard right hand between the breasts. Wilson looking uncertain, getting drilled, chased around the ring. Down the stretch, Peta bacs straight up and gets CLOCKED a hard right hand on the chin—blonde spilling to the ropes all hurt and helpless—Landry has a fine finishing flurry as she POUNDS away on champion gut and jug. Peta badly shaken at the bell, does well to keep her feet under serious Landry leather this round.
R7: Ali stays on her girl—ramrod jabs up the middle, startling straight right hands between the breasts, clouting hooks on the jaw keep Wilson backpedaling. Peta’s defence ramshackle—she’s busting up, breaking down, hands at chest level, reacting late to punches as Ali steps her back. Solid work ethic frim Landry as she walks Peta down, puts leather on meat, putting punhes together, working Wilson body and head for points.
R8: Ali punching with Peta, best two way action of the fight has the crowd roaring in brisk first minute. Wilson backing Landry up after a series of exchanges goes blonde’s way, but at the half way point-Landry starts to find answers. Ali rolling to her right under Peta’s right hand, coming back with slinging right mitt to the pit of the belly—Wilson doesn’t like it. Moments later girls trade right hands, Landry wins the race to the hook and PETA’S HURT! Wilson staggering midring—Landry bends in a pounding right off the cheek and Peta’s reeling! Wilson just standing there, tilting forward over her feet and Ali guts her with a licking left hook in the solar plexus. Wilson cringing, nearly sinking to her knees, swaying in front of Landry midring at the brunette bangs away with swinging lefts and right to the waist at the bell.
R9: Pete Wilson shabby off her stool—pain on blonde’s face, ad those long strong legs aren’t there. Ali quick across the ring, stump-jabbing between the breasts and KISSING the hard right cross off the blonde’s lips! Pet drilled to the ropes, hands at her chest—she’s just staring as Landry POURS it on! Rights and lefts cascade down—Wilson getting bludgeoning senseless and the REF STEPS IN! TKO9 for the winner and NEW welter champion—Ali Landry!
After Landry triumphant—gleeful as she takes a shattered Peta Wilson on a staggering walk of shame. Landry with that pageant wave as she steers her trophy around the ring—Wilson badly battered over the second half, had nothing left when Ali lowered the boom. Ali answering critics with this solid win—Wilson had looked practically invulnerable in dispatching Theron an Allen—Landry reminding everyone of just how dominant she once was in the division.
“Although I’m under no obligation, Ali reminds all in post fight, “I’m taking Estella’s challenge. Some will say that she is leapfrogging, that I am beating up the cradle, but that’s not the case .I know I need to humble Warren the way I did Peta to satisfy the critics. And I also believe Estella is the number new contender right now. By beating her decisively, I’ll be showing everyone just how wide a gulf there is between the best and the rest.”
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31 MAY 2002 TITLE CH ALI LANDRY VS ESTELLA WARREN
Unified Welterweight Title Bout
Posted by Simguy on 5/31/2002, 6:54 am.
Before: High stakes rematch—not just the title at stake as each woman anxious to post decisive victory over the other. Warren coming off the first fight CONVNCED Landry had received a name recognition decision—big blonde chomping at the bit to get in and prove to the world hat she already knows in her heart. Ali feeling the heat from that decision, but blaming the long layoff and rust for Warren’s “illusory” good performance:
“Estella’s going to have to deal with the real Ali Landry this time. Class, speed, hitting power—she’s never seen a fighter like me and there’s no way to prepare for me. I’ll be putting her in her place, and that place is SEVERAL notches beneath me on the totem.”
Ali in gold lamme bikini, Estella in tan bikini top dark brown bikini bottoms, little wooden hoops between the cups and at the hips.
During R1: Landry putting on a show early, Warren with her hands up, defending herself well, but unable to get into position as Ali circles, peppers her with the “B” jab, fits in the straught right hand down into the ribs, coming across with clocking hook on the jaw. At the bell, girls bump up and start to talk—ref intervening as tempers flare.
R2: Warren steps up the temp. Tall girl getting low, shooting that stiff jab up at Landry from the awkward angle getting Ali to step back, Estella spanking her mitts off Landry’s tawny gut, oves the brunette to the ropes, then comes upstairs with cranking hooks and whistling right hands. Landry with the right at her cheek, left across her stomach looks to roll and counter but she get LABELLED a bashing hook across her forehead that has her staring. Ali temporarily numb, tilting to her right—Warren extends on a gorgeous right across the teeth and LANDRY GOES DOWN! Ali struggling up the ropes, reeling wide eyed as she takes her 8, goes immediately to the clinch but Estella’s not having it. Warren packaging Landry hard into the ropes, shoving her way clear with her forearms against Landry’s neck, then laying waste to the brunette with shattering lefts and rights from a wide stance,, Ali covering up, mewling as she is beaten sideways the ropes—this is just elemental fury as Warren bares her teeth and HAMMERS away. Landry battered to her knees with seconds let—pushes plaintively at the blonde’s thighs as Warren backs away smug at the sight. Huge 10-7 Estella Warren sends Landry to her corner badly shaken.
R3: Ali on her bicycle early, but Warren cutting off the ring easy, jabbing up into Landry’s chest ad NAILING the champ a slashing right cross as Ali backs straight up. Ali into the ropes rocked early—she’s bobbing, rolling desperately as Warren lathers away like a bantamweight. Ali able to clinch at last walk her girl back to midring. More measured pace to the rest of the round as the girls step around each other, feeling out the jab, leaning on right hands, trying to cash in with the follow up hook.
R4: Ali clinching immediately—idea to stand Estella up, get he out of that athletic crouch—Warren falls into the trap and starts set-piece boing at midring with wily vet. Landry and easy into her half court offense: she’s pawing u the jab, then stinging it, bending into sudden right hands and clinching,, countering beneath Warren’s ja to work that tanned midriff with hooks. Warren mesmerized all touched up and down the stretch, she’s beaten to a hard right hand on the lips, staggered , and POPPED a follow-up hook on the ear that drops her wobbly butt to all fours. Warren up and weaving uncertainly at the bell as Landry shows she can punch too.
R5: Back to back shutouts for Landry—opening with clinches, standing her girl up, coaxing Warren with a slow pace to stand, step and box. Estella trying to match wits and mitts midring—it’s not her fight A Ali plies her belly with jabs, straightens up to bang home the hook, slides back to walk the blonde into right hands, and beats that belly whenever the two fall in together.
R6: Back to back to back shutouts Ali Landry—champ just polishing Estella up like a prize ornament in these rounds. Landry in control with her jab, touching Estella all over, freezing her for picturesque right crosses on the teeth and stunning hooks up high on the head. Warren getting drilled with crowd pleasing power but standing her ground—she[ not punching back, but she’s taking a hell of a shot this round. At the bell, Warren looking boozy, windblown, swelling nicely—Landry just pageant boing and loving it.
R7: Warren coming out of her trance, starts to use her legs, opening up the ring to force Landry out of her comfort zone. Estella getting low, turning Landry’s left flank, shooting that ramrod stick up into Ali’s face and spearing in hard right hand to the torso—Landry giving ground, forced to punch off her heels as the blonde turns up the heat. Down the stretch, Estella shows her athleticism, jabbing tummy, swinging to right and pulling in a looping right hand over the top that pits Landry wobbly butt at the bell. Ali hurt—Estella gets chest to chest to force eye contact as the ref intervenes once again.
R8,9: Crucial rounds in a close fight, Girls get toe to toe, fighting at close range if not bodied up—hard hearted trade as ribs and chins are tested. Warren pulling haymakers in from out wide—Landry scraping her left knuckle against Warren’s midriff, then kissing in the right, bending low, coming out of the stoop to clip the left hook—its Ali’s better head movement and supple angles in close that prove the difference, Both girls throwing eye-popping number of punches, but Landry’s connecting more, backing her girl up, finishing the rounds strong.
R10: Same toe to toe, controlled brawling, but Warren getting the better of it as she starts to catch Ali on the chin, stunning the brunette for moments at a time. Boozy fight takes on Nrton/Holmes R15 aspect as the girls start to teeter, hands low, faces exposed—each just taking her turn shellacking the other with tired haymakers. Warren shoving Landry in the shoulders late, gets the brunette sleepwalking backward, blonde stepping forward with punches had Ali ragged at the bell. Girls chest up and look like they might take it to ground as referee intervenes yet again. Decision comes back another one point margin for the winner and STILL welterweight champion of the world, Ali Landry.
After: Warren stamping her foot, pulling her hand ay from the ref and wailing “NO!” as she cranes her head back in disappointment. Landry raising her hands in exhausted relief, smiling, strutting—and Warrens not done. Estella getting in Ali’s face, finger jabbing the brunettes hest and telling the champ in no uncertain terms:
“You KNOW I beat you! You KNOW it!”
Officials from either champ intervening as Landry grabs Estella’s finger. 20 rounds of boing and still no clear cut answers other than that Ali knows how to win decisions and the young blonde has to show more consistently when she’s in with a champion. 9 long minutes in the middle of the fight won it for Ali—Warren just losing focus following her devastation of the champ in the second, probably assumed Landry would wilt after that glorious beating.
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20 JULY 2002 TITLE CH ALI LANDRY VS TERRY FARRELL
Unified Welterweight Title
Posted by Simguy on 7/20/2002, 8:07 am.
Before: “What makes Terry think this is going to be a boxing match?” Ali asks in prefight. “The ring is my playground—I do whatever I want in there. Maybe I’ll outbox Terry just to humble her, maybe I’ll just punch through her—point is, this isn’t about what she can do, it’s ALL about what I’m going to do. Write this down: Terry Farrell doesn’t have a chance.” Terry’s heard it all before, but she knows what Landry’s talking about—Farrell needs to find a way to make Ali fight a chess match. “She’s a compete fighter for sure,” admits Terry, “but she’s ready to be taken. I truly believe that.” Ali in a pale blue push up bra and bikini bottoms. Terry royal blue bikini, high neck single halter top.
During R1: Tentative opening, both girls circling, feinting on the outside. End of the first minute, Landry with a sudden step in, swats the decoy hook to the cheek and POUNDS her right hand in between Terry’s breasts—short, stumping shot sends Farrell scooting to her backside! Ali prancing away all smiles—Terry up quickly. Landry doubling up the jab consolidates in the body, jamming in straight right to the heart, left hooks in behind the elbow. Farrell stepping out and roaming right, able to get that jab off her hip, relieving some of the pressure late.
R2: Ali showing Terry that classy pageant stick, pounding away on the chest to set-up sizzling right hands. Farrell giving ground, circling wide, occasionally palming up up on Ali to change direction with a sidestep. Down the stretch, Landry a little overanxious—Terry drops in a clocking overhand right, leans onto her back foot to let Ali fall in, and picks her up juicy with a biting right uppercut, putting wobbly in champion trunks. Landry hanging in, suddenly hurt—Farrell steals the round with that opportunistic power of hers.
R3: Ali more disciplined, content to fence outside with Terry, patiently cutting off the ring. Final minute, Landry able to bang that body, has Farrell wilting forward—Terry clinching at the bell, looking disheveled.
R4: Shutout Landry as she puts it all together. Ali’s got her timing and range down now—she can jump in the hook off the jab, get the tall brunette on her heels ad land the banging short right hand to the chest or face. Ali constantly toppling backwards, unable to cope with the lightweight speed of the champ and midway through, that swatting hook, drilling short right combo has Farrell stepping funky. Round finishes up with Ali suddenly brawny at the ropes, reaching under Terry’s arms, bodying her into the strands and munching on the midsection with both fists. Ali nodding, grinning at her good work at the bell, Farrell shopworn, getting beaten up through 4.
R5: Gets worse for Terry. Farrell trying to get her game together, but Landry in with that swatting hook, drops the hammer right hand to mouth and dumps Farrell to her backside for the fight’s second knockdown. Terry up stiffly, grimacing, but she comes off the canvas swinging. Farrell catching Ali with the right uppercut as the girls fall in together—Landry backing away, allows Terry to extend on a chasing right that snaps champ’s head to the side. Stop and go action the rest of the way as girls punch, fall in together and tie each other up.
R6: Farrell moving right, just laying the jb out to screen Ali’s vision an blistering right cross picks Landry’s lead foot off the canvas. Ali badly hurt for the first time in the fight, hands at her temples as she stoops forward—Farrell edging in picks her up with a gorgeous right uppercut, wrapping the let around the girl’s shoulders to turn Landry, preventing the counter. Beautiful work out of a lanky wrap—Farrell pulling Ali in a semicircle, walking her into tight right uppercuts, clinching her up for breaks. Landry busted up, woozy from clean punches and disconcerted at the power she’s seeing, coughs up the shutout this round.
R7: Both girls back to boxing, ranging clockwise arund thupng sticks, both coming up short on early right hands as defense reigns. Down the stretch, Ali times Farrell’s lanky right, slipping in underneath, coming out of the crouch with a perfect left hook md Farrell goes wobbly butt! Terry backing away with forlorn eyes, trying to rally her legs—Ali hopping in behind a spitting jab, puts her right fist in Terrys ear and spills the challenger to the ropes. Bad beating down the stretch, Ali able to square up sand bash away to the bell, eaves Terry swooning for the break.
R8: Shutout Ai Landry. Body, body, body—heartless attack on midriff cripples Terry—she’s tilting forward, elbows in, groaning, reaching around Ali’s head with long armed clinches as Landry bashes away. Slow, waltzing beatdown totally one sided—Farrell’s just soaking it up and returns ashen faced to her stool.
R9: Farrell loosed limbed, hands low—she lolls back onto her rear leg as Ali wades forward and calmly picks the champ up a tight counter-right uppercut—Ali falls in hurt, doesn’t punch. Terry palms and spins, stepping put, luring her girl forward, drops the chopping right hand on Ali’s left eye, quickly clinching, turning, stepping out with a saucy shove. Entire round goes this way with Ali spending herself in stupid head on attacks, getting potshotted, and pushed around as Farrell finds a way to survive. Shutout Terry Farrell, puts a little more mileage on the champ—Ali fatigued, punchy heading into the tenth.
R10: Uppercut’s been there al night for Farrell, she’s able to lounge back, walk Ali in and pick her up with devastating results. Ali cooperating by stooping forward slightly, reaching with her right mitt for a stabilizing clinch—Terry’s just placing the punch on Landry’s chin, spinning out to the right and luring her forward for more. End of the first minute, Landry’s really coming apart! Champion’s staggering, getting potshotted hard and clean—corner’s yelling at her to stay away but she’s too shabby to respond. Farrell summons reserves, eyes suddenly focused—she’s walking Ali onto the right uppercut, she’s nailing her right crosses when she’s outside—Landry seems shocked to be getting hurt by Terry’s punches. Turns into s gutty display of heart from Ali as she is beaten raw—Terry placing single shot haymakers with thudding accuracy, turning, pushing her foe—Ali staggering but refusing to go down makes it to the bell. Comes back UD10 Ali Landry.
After: Terry Farrell visibly disappointed, picked up on camera whining “I HAD her! I HAD her,” in the aftermath. Landry all glossy, till woozy from Terry’s late assault, but she hoists the belts over her broad shoulders, struts the ring and gets in Farrell’s face to taunt the worthy challenger with the things she can’t have. “I best the kid like I was her mommy.” Ali says of the older woman, “tuned her up, outboxed her, outfought her. She’s determined. I’ll give herthat, but anyone should be able to tell I ate Terry Farrell up tonight.” Maybe a little SWO hyperbole there, but all in all a very credible defense of the title for Ms, Landry.
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05 AUGUST 2002 TITLE CH CINDY CRAWFORD VS ALI LANDRY
“BIG WOMAN ON SHOWTIME”
MAXIM/REEBOK MIDDLEWEIGHT TITLES
Posted by Simguy on 8/5/2002, 8:42 am.
Before: Spurning HBO for rival Showtime, Landry and Crawford manage to put together that rarest of boxing phenomenons—a superfight that doesn’t involve Cat Bell or Charlize Theron AND an all-brunette affair at that—“I think it’s safe to say the winner of this fight is the best fighter in boxing,” proclaims Landry.
“Theron never proved herself against quality big women and Bell won’t move up period,” adds Crawford. “I think the best brunette in boxing IS the best fighter—it goes without saying. Say what you will about Charlize Theron—at least she tried to step up. I think Cat Bell’s the better woman technically, but she would never try to exert her influence north of 130, When I get pass Ali, people are going to have to realize: Cindy Crawford is still around, and she’s still the boss.”
Ali in pale blue push up, pale blue bikini bottoms—Crawford in red cotton Jockey top, navy cotton Jockey bottoms, ponytail.
During R1: Landry able to jam a hard right hand over Cindy’s left shoulder—Crawford stepping in fence post holes early as Ali shows her power. Crawford saws her class—she’s hurt, but goes to the jab opens up the canvas, effectively clinches whenever Landry cuts off the ring. Cindy drops the round, but escapes what could have been disaster by preventing a Landry follow up.
R2: Ali stepping Cindy back with a thudding jab between the breasts—she’s bending at the knees, spanking body with straight right hand, straightening to clout the hook up top, always using a spitting stick to keep Crawford positioned. Cindy at the rope, hands up just trying to read and react defensively. Midway through, Landry gets to Cindy with gorgeous series of rising lefts and rights to the ribplates just beneath the breasts—Crawford shaken up, falls in to clinch—she’s getting banged up. Ali Landry down the stretch, brawling Cindy at the ropes, big-woman shove and slug to the bell as Crawford covers up and takes like a mute.
R3: Crawford with more veteran, savvy tactics. She’s steering Landry with the long jab, slicing in a slinging Tyra Banks style cross to graze Ali’s jaw, then clinching for breaks. Landry can’t get it going against punch n’ clutch—Cindy effectively controlling her foe despite drawing boos for the stop and go action.
R4: Landry punching her way through the Crawford clinches this round—really bludgeoning away beneath the breastline, standing up into tough, tough body work. Crawford grimacing, makes more veteran adjustments, now getting leggy, circling away from the punishment, feinting to freeze Ali for split seconds to allow for direction changes, Through 4 Ali in control on the cards—Crawford looking like a survivor more than a competitor.
R5,6: Cindy Crawford getting it done—it ain’t pretty, but she’s clawing her way back into this bout. Not many girls control Ali with the jab, but Cindy’s doing it, getting the initiative, positioning Landry in the ring, then lighting her up with slicing right crosses on the jaw. Landry taking the shots well, but Cindy’s able to dive in and clinch, smothering the receipts—Landry increasingly frustrated with the model’s safety first tactics. As frustration grows—Crawford’s opportunities increase She gets a nice bolo-right uppercut onto Landry’s chin as well as a sweet count right hand on the teeth as Landry tries to hound her to the ropes. Landry trying to load up that crushing right hand, but can’t get it off—Cindy very aware of that starboard mitt.
R7: Cindy getting her fight—slow, methodical, stand up stuff midring—she’s able to step in with the jab, spank Ali’s face, step to the left as Landry turn. Patient, accurate stabbing from Crawford—after a minute, Landry’s bleeding from the nose, gnashing her teeth as she circles, but can’t get off, Ali falls apart late—Landry finally getting the timing down, erases minutes of good work from Cindy with a single thunderclap right—short chopping shot over the jab puts Crawford wobbly butt, sends her reeling sideways in disarray. Landry pouncing at the ropes, palms her girls shoulders and WELTS that ribcage with lusty rights and lefts. Crawford stupefied, hanging off Ali’s neck and just getting clobbered at the bell. Ali steals a Crawford round with power—Landry the welterweight looking like the stronger woman.
R8: Cindy Crawford comes back like a champ! Shaking off the punishment, she gets back on top with that harpooning stick, really bashing back Ali’s face, getting Landry onto her heels—Ali looking awkward and uncertain as she hasn’t seen this kind of jab before. Crawford working to her left, eyes focused—just stepping, spearing with leverage. Landry breaking down, hands drooping and down the stretch. Crawford bends into a gorgeous right cross on the jaw. Landry’s head flattened against her shoulder—she wobbles to the ropes with a glazed expression—Cindy on to finish. Crawford cautious, prepping Landry with the jab then leaning in with sizzling right hands, promptly bodying up on follow through to smother the counter and press her girl into the ropes. Landry all jangly and stunned a the bell—Cindy pumping right fist en route to her corner.
R9: Sharpshooting boxing to set up right hands—girls working with their jabs, then leaning in—dangerous stuff as both women open up the offense. Wide ranging action, both girls hinky of the other’s power—both have felt their legs go in this fight, interesting tension as they hunt each other down. Landry gets it late—girls touch each other hard with simultaneous jabs, Landry just misses the right hand, comes back with the left hook as Cindy’s backing straight out and Crawford gets LABELLED on the chin. Cindy clattering back to the ropes, eyes wide, upper body tllting on her hips—she’s desperately grabby, trying to tie Landry up--Ali rolling her shoulder, bashing away at the Crawford ribcage. Cindy ragdolling from one foot to the other, head swiveling dangerously as it all falls apart—she’s out on her feet as Landry is bodied back at the bell.
R10: Landry trembling with bloodlust—she bolts off her stool, charging in to pick up where she left off. Crawford backing away behind away behind s stiffer than expected—she’s slowing Ali’s momentum, breaking up the rush, then TAGGING Landry a crashing right hand to beat the welterweight to the punch! Landry staggering to her right, eyes suddenly glassy—SHE’S hurt! Crawford stalking with a cautious jab as she becomes the predator, Landry ragged as she hops along the ropes, getting wobbled s Cindy leans in with bashing right crosses, but Crawford won’t commit to a second and third follow up. Round progresses with Landry on the verge, but gutting it out—Cindy walking her down but not taking enough risk—Landry able to fall inside, get stable against Cindy’s chest and outwork the supermodel down the stretch. Girls still slugging it up after the bell—ref pulls heaving beauties apart. After lengthy delay, decision comes back a DRAW!
After: Bitter protests from both corners—Ali claiming she hurt Cindy repeatedly, more consistently than in return. Cindy claiming to have outboxed, outmaneuvered her foe, as well as finishing stronger as Landry’s legs looked ramshackle in the tenth. Spiteful give an take doesn’t solve the problem of who’s the better woman, seriously undermines pound for pound pretensions of both.
Reposted by Archer 11/23/22