Post by Lookout! Boxing on Jan 27, 2023 19:46:01 GMT -6
Brianna Marie Dale
vs Hannah Ferguson
Hannah in a bit of a skid since losing a best of seven to Brooklyn Decker, can’t really claim a quality win since then, but still defiant: “I’m a champion, and I’m not going down to some coffee girl with a tramp stamp!”
Brianna disdaining a robe, entering wearing a black bikini with a leopard fronted top, thong bottoms, black gloves, wearing a red bucket hat that she tosses into the crowd as she ascends the apron. Hannah also shucking a robe in response, wearing a black bandeau with fleshtone stripes, red gloves. Both fighters have their hair loose and shoulder length.
R1: Hannah’s ego dictating her tactics: she bodies up and trades shoulder to shoulder with the much less mobile Brianna. Girls in wide stances, snapping hooks into tummies and firm breasts, then reaching in with the left to anchor for chopping right hands in toe to toe action. Ferguson’s strength shows as she clubs Dale in a wandering circle, girls constantly leaning in together in a compact punching first minute. Girls body up again, but Brianna sneaks a short lead right onto Hannah’s jaw, then bodies up to walk a suddenly shaken blonde onto her heels. Ferguson recovers and does good work the rest of the way, putting her punches together, getting her hands up and walking Dale back, but she’s fighting the Cali girl’s fight and it shows.
R2: Brianna scoring that little lead right AGAIN, falling in with the hurt Hannah, clinching her and walking her off balance. Ferguson wobbly butt, hands at her face and Dale is able to methodically break her down. Left/right/left to either side, in with the shoulder, uppercut between the mitts, clinch and walk—Repeat. Hannah soaking up the shutout, never quite shakes off the damage from that first pounding right hand and staggers back to her corner hurting and discouraged.
R3: Hannah’s best round sees her step to Brianna, shunt the lead shoulder hard and away, then snap off clubbing lefts and rights to the belly button as fighters are now squared up. Dale pummeled to the ropes this round, she’s got her face covered, elbows in, letting Ferguson work unmolested to her flanks and tummy. Great shove and slug from Hannah, using that shoulder and chickenwinged left arm to push up on Brianna, then turning her hips in behind thudding licks to the body. Ferguson all smiles as she peels away at the bell.
R4: Toe to toe action midring, girls pushing off with shiny shoulders, bouncing tight left/rights off one another, leaning in cheek to cheek between bursts, Midway through, Hannah lands her hardest punch of the fight—a savage left hook blast just above the hip that has Brianna cringing, wilting to the ropes to recover. Ferguson all over her prey in the final minute, pressing Dale into the ropes, heaving in both hands to open stomach, Cali girl blocking upstairs very well under siege.
R5: Girls meet at center ring, and once again Brianna nails Hannah with a very short lead right hand as the girls fall in together, blonde wobbly butt, nearly takes a knee and is helpless in Dale’s arms. Brianna now opening up, shrugging Hannah back and swinging from her hips with clubbing lefts and rights. Ferguson rocked, stumbles straight back to the ropes, gloves at her face as Dale pours it on. Brianna touching Hannah with a right to the stomach, then ripping the right uppercut, repeating the combination with her left hand, merciless accumulation breaks the blonde down and she sags against the ropes, badly battered about the face. Dale punches herself out down the stretch, bodies up and cradles Ferguson into the ropes, working with short right hands to tummy& tits while wrapping her Texan up with the left.
R6: Hannah getting her act together, but where are the legs, slashing angles and other trademarks? Ego or punishment have reduced Ferguson to just wading straight in, muscling Dale back, brawling through tight punching exchanges and walking her down as the Cali girl gives ground. Brianna definitely outfought this round, but she’s got Hannah slugging mindlessly and that’s her kind of fight.
R7: Brianna catches Hannah with an unexpected rush, driving the blonde back with a series of hacking lead rights, but Ferguson’s backpedalling eventually bails her out. By the middle minute, Hannah has things under control, Brianna quivering behind her tight guard, seemingly afraid to punch and Texan starts to ladle it on. Ferguson twitching a heavy left hand into the side has Dale on wobbly legs, and a sudden, explosive right hand between the gloves settles the dispute. Brianna catching hard to her face spins completely around and sprawls on her stomach. Hannah roaring in triumph stirring up the crowd as Dale is counted out. KO7 Hannah Ferguson!
AFTER: (By Caspian)
Some would say that Dale taking the veteran blonde to task for seven rounds is a victory on its own, with the brunette giving her hell till the very last second. Of course, don’t count Hannah amongst one of those, as the Vixen immediately circles back and plants a boot into the thick girl’s chest, dominant flag planted, and point made that the newcomer still has a ways to go before she can compete in the big leagues.
Next, Hannah gestures for the mic, keeping the squirming Dale trapped under-boot, she bellows out to the arena:
“Tahnee, you and I started our careers seven years ago. Now look where we are: I’m on the cusp of my 100th fight, and you’re so far behind, it’s laughable. To think you’d sent your stablemate here to finish me off…” Hannah laughs, again hissing down at Brianna, who has soon given up her struggling, and now is breathing hard, flat on her back.
Hannah continues: “We’re going to settle this, woman to woman. I challenge you to an IRONWOMAN contest on the beach next month. Frankly, I couldn’t think of a more suitable b*tch to smother out for my 100th fight.”
With that, the Vixen drops the microphone. It makes a screeching sound as it bounces off Dale’s body and onto the canvas. Somewhere backstage, Atkinson is watching the proceedings and seething. Who knows if the Odds & Ends superstar will accept this latest challenge, but while she’s deliberating, Hannah makes her feelings known for her stablemate, kicking Dale again in her ribs to send her rolling off to the side towards the ropes, before striding over and plopping her ass square onto her face.
Hannah rides Dale from above, locking both her thighs around her neck and shoulders, pressing her butt cheeks into her face and soaking in the cheers. “This is gonna be you next time we meet, Asskinson!” Hannah shouts, whilst grinning wide.
vs Hannah Ferguson
Before: Dale exploding onto the welter scene with her performance at the Queen of the Ice Hotel tournament, and looking to force her way into the top 10 over a body that Tahnee has manhandled twice in the last year! “We’ve got Blondie figured out now, and I’m going to punch my way right through her!”
Hannah in a bit of a skid since losing a best of seven to Brooklyn Decker, can’t really claim a quality win since then, but still defiant: “I’m a champion, and I’m not going down to some coffee girl with a tramp stamp!”
Brianna disdaining a robe, entering wearing a black bikini with a leopard fronted top, thong bottoms, black gloves, wearing a red bucket hat that she tosses into the crowd as she ascends the apron. Hannah also shucking a robe in response, wearing a black bandeau with fleshtone stripes, red gloves. Both fighters have their hair loose and shoulder length.
R1: Hannah’s ego dictating her tactics: she bodies up and trades shoulder to shoulder with the much less mobile Brianna. Girls in wide stances, snapping hooks into tummies and firm breasts, then reaching in with the left to anchor for chopping right hands in toe to toe action. Ferguson’s strength shows as she clubs Dale in a wandering circle, girls constantly leaning in together in a compact punching first minute. Girls body up again, but Brianna sneaks a short lead right onto Hannah’s jaw, then bodies up to walk a suddenly shaken blonde onto her heels. Ferguson recovers and does good work the rest of the way, putting her punches together, getting her hands up and walking Dale back, but she’s fighting the Cali girl’s fight and it shows.
R2: Brianna scoring that little lead right AGAIN, falling in with the hurt Hannah, clinching her and walking her off balance. Ferguson wobbly butt, hands at her face and Dale is able to methodically break her down. Left/right/left to either side, in with the shoulder, uppercut between the mitts, clinch and walk—Repeat. Hannah soaking up the shutout, never quite shakes off the damage from that first pounding right hand and staggers back to her corner hurting and discouraged.
R3: Hannah’s best round sees her step to Brianna, shunt the lead shoulder hard and away, then snap off clubbing lefts and rights to the belly button as fighters are now squared up. Dale pummeled to the ropes this round, she’s got her face covered, elbows in, letting Ferguson work unmolested to her flanks and tummy. Great shove and slug from Hannah, using that shoulder and chickenwinged left arm to push up on Brianna, then turning her hips in behind thudding licks to the body. Ferguson all smiles as she peels away at the bell.
R4: Toe to toe action midring, girls pushing off with shiny shoulders, bouncing tight left/rights off one another, leaning in cheek to cheek between bursts, Midway through, Hannah lands her hardest punch of the fight—a savage left hook blast just above the hip that has Brianna cringing, wilting to the ropes to recover. Ferguson all over her prey in the final minute, pressing Dale into the ropes, heaving in both hands to open stomach, Cali girl blocking upstairs very well under siege.
R5: Girls meet at center ring, and once again Brianna nails Hannah with a very short lead right hand as the girls fall in together, blonde wobbly butt, nearly takes a knee and is helpless in Dale’s arms. Brianna now opening up, shrugging Hannah back and swinging from her hips with clubbing lefts and rights. Ferguson rocked, stumbles straight back to the ropes, gloves at her face as Dale pours it on. Brianna touching Hannah with a right to the stomach, then ripping the right uppercut, repeating the combination with her left hand, merciless accumulation breaks the blonde down and she sags against the ropes, badly battered about the face. Dale punches herself out down the stretch, bodies up and cradles Ferguson into the ropes, working with short right hands to tummy& tits while wrapping her Texan up with the left.
R6: Hannah getting her act together, but where are the legs, slashing angles and other trademarks? Ego or punishment have reduced Ferguson to just wading straight in, muscling Dale back, brawling through tight punching exchanges and walking her down as the Cali girl gives ground. Brianna definitely outfought this round, but she’s got Hannah slugging mindlessly and that’s her kind of fight.
R7: Brianna catches Hannah with an unexpected rush, driving the blonde back with a series of hacking lead rights, but Ferguson’s backpedalling eventually bails her out. By the middle minute, Hannah has things under control, Brianna quivering behind her tight guard, seemingly afraid to punch and Texan starts to ladle it on. Ferguson twitching a heavy left hand into the side has Dale on wobbly legs, and a sudden, explosive right hand between the gloves settles the dispute. Brianna catching hard to her face spins completely around and sprawls on her stomach. Hannah roaring in triumph stirring up the crowd as Dale is counted out. KO7 Hannah Ferguson!
AFTER: (By Caspian)
Some would say that Dale taking the veteran blonde to task for seven rounds is a victory on its own, with the brunette giving her hell till the very last second. Of course, don’t count Hannah amongst one of those, as the Vixen immediately circles back and plants a boot into the thick girl’s chest, dominant flag planted, and point made that the newcomer still has a ways to go before she can compete in the big leagues.
Next, Hannah gestures for the mic, keeping the squirming Dale trapped under-boot, she bellows out to the arena:
“Tahnee, you and I started our careers seven years ago. Now look where we are: I’m on the cusp of my 100th fight, and you’re so far behind, it’s laughable. To think you’d sent your stablemate here to finish me off…” Hannah laughs, again hissing down at Brianna, who has soon given up her struggling, and now is breathing hard, flat on her back.
Hannah continues: “We’re going to settle this, woman to woman. I challenge you to an IRONWOMAN contest on the beach next month. Frankly, I couldn’t think of a more suitable b*tch to smother out for my 100th fight.”
With that, the Vixen drops the microphone. It makes a screeching sound as it bounces off Dale’s body and onto the canvas. Somewhere backstage, Atkinson is watching the proceedings and seething. Who knows if the Odds & Ends superstar will accept this latest challenge, but while she’s deliberating, Hannah makes her feelings known for her stablemate, kicking Dale again in her ribs to send her rolling off to the side towards the ropes, before striding over and plopping her ass square onto her face.
Hannah rides Dale from above, locking both her thighs around her neck and shoulders, pressing her butt cheeks into her face and soaking in the cheers. “This is gonna be you next time we meet, Asskinson!” Hannah shouts, whilst grinning wide.
