Post by Lookout! Boxing on May 26, 2023 21:30:56 GMT -6
May 2023 PPV: Anne Hathaway vs Krysten Ritter
(41, 5’9”, 128lbs, 3:10 FCBA, Queens of Absolution)
Anne Hathaway:
(40, 5’7”, 119lbs, 7:24 FCBA, Global Boxing Syndicate)
BEFORE:
Next up on the ABC broadcast of the Queens who had managed to obtain rights to air Model Mayhem live and the Queens of Absolution May PPV live was Krysten Ritter and Anne Hathaway. Ritter, one of the original Queens’ welterweight who like the other original also fights at lightweight where Anne Hathaway is, was accompanied out with her Queens’ companion Elyse Levesque. Anne already in the ring with a cobalt blue bikini top and bottom, hair tied in a ponytail, white gloves and boots on, she was taking in the crowd’s energy until they turned their attention to the two Queens.
Elyse, wearing a pink tank top and grey tights while the actual star of the evening from the Queens, Krysten Ritter, wore her hair loose and styled to frame her face as well as it could, wearing a black bikini top and bottoms with black gloves and black boots. The crowd chanted for the hometown team at SoFi as Ritter’s pale skin simply glowed from the lights of the stadium.
Hathaway smug the attention has so vastly turned to Krysten took to the center of the ring with her arms crossed - not going unbeknownst to the 5’9” Krysten Ritter who hopped up the ropes, slid in, and met her 5’7” counterpart dead center.
The cheering fell silent as the tension in the air rose. These girls have never met each other in the ring their entire career, what could be going on? “Based on the Jaguar rankings I’m favored to win Krysten; you can step out now and I won’t hurt that pretty little goth face of yours.” Ritter only had one response: she threw a hard jab at Anne Hathaway’s nose that sent her flinging towards the turnbuckle. “Oh yeah, and miss all the fun?” As Krysten approached a dazed Anne, the ref stepped in the way and had to physically push her back to stop her. “This isn’t over Krysten,” Hathaway yelled. “You’re right, it’s just beginning,” Krysten said in a sarcastically sadistic tone.
The audience was left shocked at what had just transpired but not surprised. Everyone knows that you don’t want to be on the wrong side of a Queen.
Five minutes later and Anne’s corner managed to stop the gushing blood from her nose - fight night at SoFi Stadium was now on. Scheduled for ten rounds in the lightweight division, Krysten Ritter vs. Anne Hathaway and with a DING here we go!
Round 01:
As the bell rings, Krysten Ritter and Anne Hathaway step into the ring, eyes locked and ready to rumble. The air is thick with tension, and the crowd's anticipation is palpable.
Right outta the gate, Krysten charges at Anne like a bull in a china shop. She's got one goal in mind: to demolish her opponent and take home the crown. Krysten wastes no time, launching a barrage of brutal blows to Anne's soft tummy and ribs. Hathaway gasps for air, the pain etched on her face.
"You ain't so tough now, are ya?" Krysten taunts, her voice dripping with venom.
Anne tries to retaliate, but her punches barely graze Krysten. Ritter is a friggin' force of nature, dodging and weaving like a pro. With each hit she lands, the crowd roars louder, fueling her ferocity.
"I'm gonna knock that pretty little smile off your face!" Anne spits, desperate to regain control of the match.
But Krysten ain't having any of it. She goes in for the kill, landing a nasty right hook that nearly breaks Anne's nose. Blood gushes from her nostrils, and she staggers backward, dazed and confused.
Krysten's strength is on full display as she tosses Anne across the ring like a ragdoll. It's clear who's dominating this round, and it sure as hell ain't Anne. The crowd can hardly contain themselves, the energy in the room reaching a fever pitch.
As the final seconds tick down, Krysten lands one last savage blow to Anne's gut, forcing her to double over in pain. The bell rings, signaling the end of the first round, and the two fighters retreat to their corners.
"Better luck next time, Anne,” Krysten sneers, her eyes blazing with triumph. "You're gonna need it."
The judges tally up the points, and it's a no-brainer: Krysten Ritter takes round one by a landslide. Anne may be down, but she's not out yet. She's got fire in her eyes and a score to settle. This battle is far from over, and both fighters know it. Round two can't come soon enough.
Round 02:
As round two kicks off, Anne Hathaway is a changed woman. She's got a fire in her belly and revenge on her mind. No more Ms. Nice Girl – she's here to kick ass and take names.
With a wicked grin, Anne taunts Krysten Ritter, who's still riding high from her round one victory. "You think you're hot sh*t, huh?" Anne snarls, bobbing and weaving like a seasoned pro. "Let's see how you handle this."
Anne launches a fierce counterattack, pushing Krysten back with a series of powerful jabs and hooks. Krysten is caught off guard, and it shows. She stumbles around the ring, trying to regain her footing as Anne pummels her.
Krysten's smirk falters as Anne continues to lay into her. Blood still drips from Anne's nose, a stark reminder of the punishment she took in the first round. But Hathaway doesn't give a damn – if anything, it just fuels her rage.
In a surprising twist, Anne manages to corner Krysten, trapping her against the ropes. The crowd goes wild, sensing a shift in momentum.
"Whatcha gonna do now, tough girl?” Anne taunts, landing a brutal uppercut that sends Krysten's head snapping back.
Krysten tries to fight back, but Anne's relentless assault leaves her reeling. Ritter’s confidence is shaken, and it's clear she didn't expect this level of ferocity from her opponent.
As the round draws to a close, Anne notices Krysten smirking at the blood on her face. With a roar of rage, The Princess lands a devastating punch square on Krysten's jaw, wiping that smug grin off her face.
The bell rings, signaling the end of round two, and both fighters retreat to their corners, battered and bruised but far from beaten. The judges tally up the points, and it's a no-brainer: Anne Hathaway takes round two by a landslide.
Now it's anyone's game. With one round apiece, Krysten and Anne are locked in a dead heat. Round three promises to be a battle for the ages, and neither fighter is prepared to go down without a fight. The crowd can hardly contain their excitement – this is what they came for, and they're getting their money's worth. Bring on round three!
Round 03:
The bell rings and round three kicks off like a goddamn hurricane. Krysten Ritter and Anne Hathaway are both hungry for victory, and they ain't holding back.
Krysten comes in swinging, landing a brutal shot to Anne's already battered nose. Hathaway winces, but she ain't backing down. She retaliates with a vengeance, trading blow for blow with Krysten.
"You think you're tough, huh?" Krysten snarls, slamming her fist into Anne's tummy.
Anne grunts, but fires back with a wicked grin. "Tougher than you'll ever be," she retorts, nailing Krysten in the ribs.
The crowd is on its feet, the energy in the room electric. These two fierce fighters are giving it their all, and it's anyone's game. Each hit lands with bone-crunching force, the sound echoing through the arena.
As the round progresses, it becomes clear that neither Krysten nor Anne is going down without a fight. They continue to trade blows, their bodies battered and bruised but their spirits unbroken.
"You're going down, Anne!” Krysten spits, her eyes blazing with fury.
Anne just smirks, wiping the blood from her face. "Not today, Krysten.”
As the seconds tick down, the two fighters continue their relentless assault, each determined to come out on top. When the bell finally rings, they're both gasping for breath, sweat pouring down their faces.
The judges huddle together, tallying up the points. The crowd holds its breath, waiting for the verdict. And then, the moment of truth: Anne Hathaway takes round three by a hair's breadth.
Round 04:
Round four kicks off with a goddamn vengeance. Krysten Ritter is out for blood, and she ain't pulling any punches.
Still smarting from her narrow loss in the last round, Krysten goes after Anne Hathaway with shocking force. The crowd can practically feel the power behind each of her brutal blows.
Anne tries to defend herself, but it's like trying to stop a freight train. Krysten is relentless, her fists digging deep into Anne's tender tummy, causing her to gasp for breath.
"You're gonna pay for that last round, Hathaway!” Krysten snarls, her eyes filled with rage.
Ritter ain't messing around – she lands a savage blow to Anne's already damaged nose, nearly breaking it again. Blood pours down Anne's face, but she's too dazed to even notice.
Krysten's sheer strength is on full display as she tosses Anne around the ring like a ragdoll. Anne is getting pummeled, and there's not a damn thing she can do about it.
The crowd is on its feet, the energy in the room off the charts. They're witnessing a display of brutality that'll be talked about for years to come.
As the seconds tick down, Krysten continues her merciless assault, each hit landing with bone-crunching force. When the bell finally rings, Anne staggers back to her corner, her body battered and bruised.
The judges don't need long to make their decision – Krysten Ritter takes round four by a wide margin. Anne may have won the previous round, but Ritter just proved she ain't going down without a fight.
With the score now even, the stage is set for one hell of a showdown. Round five promises to be a battle for the ages, and neither fighter is prepared to go down without a fight. The crowd can hardly contain their excitement – this is what they came for, and they're getting their money's worth. Bring on round five!
Round 05:
Round five kicks off, and it's a nail-biter. Anne Hathaway is battered and bruised, but she ain't going down without a fight. She summons every last ounce of energy she's got left and prepares to give Krysten Ritter a run for her money.
Anne comes out swinging, landing a flurry of rapid-fire jabs that keep Krysten on her toes. Most of her attacks ain't packing serious pain, but they're racking up points like nobody's business.
Krysten tries to counter, but Anne's playing it smart – she's bobbing and weaving, avoiding Ritter’s brutal blows like a pro.
"You ain't gonna win this, Anne!” Krysten snarls, her frustration mounting.
Anne just grins through her bloodied face. "Just watch me," she retorts, landing another quick jab.
As the round wears on, it's clear that Anne's strategy is working. She's keeping up with Krysten, and the points are piling up in her favor. The crowd is on its feet, sensing that history is being made.
Then, with seconds left in the round, Anne goes for broke. She lands a wicked punch straight to Krysten's solar plexus, forcing Ritter to double over and gag.
The bell rings, signaling the end of the round, and both fighters stagger back to their corners. Anne's face is a mess of blood and sweat, but there's a glimmer of triumph in her eyes.
Round 06:
Round six kicks off, and it's clear that Krysten Ritter is out for blood. She's had enough of playing games – it's time to finish this match once and for all.
Krysten comes out swinging like a bat outta hell, her fists landing with brutal force on Anne Hathaway's soft tummy and vulnerable face. The crowd winces as each blow visibly lifts Anne off her feet – it's like watching a horror movie come to life.
Anne tries her damnedest to fight back, but it's like trying to stop a bulldozer. Krysten ain't showing any mercy, and it's starting to look like a straight-up torture session.
Two minutes in, and the crowd is on its feet, screaming for blood. Krysten's relentless assault shows no sign of letting up, and it's clear that Anne ain't gonna last much longer.
Then, in minute three, it happens: Krysten delivers a devastating shot to Anne's already battered cheek and nose, and the sickening sound of bone breaking rings out through the arena. It's brutal, and the crowd goes wild.
Anne crumples to the canvas like a ragdoll, her body utterly spent. The ref starts the count, but it's just a formality – there's no way in she's getting back up.
As the count reaches ten, the match is declared KO6, and Krysten Ritter is declared the victor. The crowd roars its approval, baying for more bloodshed, but the war between these two fierce rivals is finally over.
Krysten raises her arms in victory, her face a mask of triumph and exhaustion. Anne may have put up one hell of a fight, but tonight, Krysten reigns supreme.
AFTER:
Krysten, not knowing what she had done, sees a team of medics rush in to the ring to work on Anne Hathaway. Rather than interfere with their work, she makes her way to the opposite turnbuckle with Elyse who points her fingers to the champion of tonight’s match that was mounting the edge of the ring. Krysten raised her arms in triumph as chants broke out through SoFi Stadium.
Tonight, tonight was Krysten’s night.
(Results: Lookout / Words: Queens)
Krysten Ritter:
(41, 5’9”, 128lbs, 3:10 FCBA, Queens of Absolution)
Anne Hathaway:
(40, 5’7”, 119lbs, 7:24 FCBA, Global Boxing Syndicate)
BEFORE:
Next up on the ABC broadcast of the Queens who had managed to obtain rights to air Model Mayhem live and the Queens of Absolution May PPV live was Krysten Ritter and Anne Hathaway. Ritter, one of the original Queens’ welterweight who like the other original also fights at lightweight where Anne Hathaway is, was accompanied out with her Queens’ companion Elyse Levesque. Anne already in the ring with a cobalt blue bikini top and bottom, hair tied in a ponytail, white gloves and boots on, she was taking in the crowd’s energy until they turned their attention to the two Queens.
Elyse, wearing a pink tank top and grey tights while the actual star of the evening from the Queens, Krysten Ritter, wore her hair loose and styled to frame her face as well as it could, wearing a black bikini top and bottoms with black gloves and black boots. The crowd chanted for the hometown team at SoFi as Ritter’s pale skin simply glowed from the lights of the stadium.
Hathaway smug the attention has so vastly turned to Krysten took to the center of the ring with her arms crossed - not going unbeknownst to the 5’9” Krysten Ritter who hopped up the ropes, slid in, and met her 5’7” counterpart dead center.
The cheering fell silent as the tension in the air rose. These girls have never met each other in the ring their entire career, what could be going on? “Based on the Jaguar rankings I’m favored to win Krysten; you can step out now and I won’t hurt that pretty little goth face of yours.” Ritter only had one response: she threw a hard jab at Anne Hathaway’s nose that sent her flinging towards the turnbuckle. “Oh yeah, and miss all the fun?” As Krysten approached a dazed Anne, the ref stepped in the way and had to physically push her back to stop her. “This isn’t over Krysten,” Hathaway yelled. “You’re right, it’s just beginning,” Krysten said in a sarcastically sadistic tone.
The audience was left shocked at what had just transpired but not surprised. Everyone knows that you don’t want to be on the wrong side of a Queen.
Five minutes later and Anne’s corner managed to stop the gushing blood from her nose - fight night at SoFi Stadium was now on. Scheduled for ten rounds in the lightweight division, Krysten Ritter vs. Anne Hathaway and with a DING here we go!
Round 01:
As the bell rings, Krysten Ritter and Anne Hathaway step into the ring, eyes locked and ready to rumble. The air is thick with tension, and the crowd's anticipation is palpable.
Right outta the gate, Krysten charges at Anne like a bull in a china shop. She's got one goal in mind: to demolish her opponent and take home the crown. Krysten wastes no time, launching a barrage of brutal blows to Anne's soft tummy and ribs. Hathaway gasps for air, the pain etched on her face.
"You ain't so tough now, are ya?" Krysten taunts, her voice dripping with venom.
Anne tries to retaliate, but her punches barely graze Krysten. Ritter is a friggin' force of nature, dodging and weaving like a pro. With each hit she lands, the crowd roars louder, fueling her ferocity.
"I'm gonna knock that pretty little smile off your face!" Anne spits, desperate to regain control of the match.
But Krysten ain't having any of it. She goes in for the kill, landing a nasty right hook that nearly breaks Anne's nose. Blood gushes from her nostrils, and she staggers backward, dazed and confused.
Krysten's strength is on full display as she tosses Anne across the ring like a ragdoll. It's clear who's dominating this round, and it sure as hell ain't Anne. The crowd can hardly contain themselves, the energy in the room reaching a fever pitch.
As the final seconds tick down, Krysten lands one last savage blow to Anne's gut, forcing her to double over in pain. The bell rings, signaling the end of the first round, and the two fighters retreat to their corners.
"Better luck next time, Anne,” Krysten sneers, her eyes blazing with triumph. "You're gonna need it."
The judges tally up the points, and it's a no-brainer: Krysten Ritter takes round one by a landslide. Anne may be down, but she's not out yet. She's got fire in her eyes and a score to settle. This battle is far from over, and both fighters know it. Round two can't come soon enough.
Round 02:
As round two kicks off, Anne Hathaway is a changed woman. She's got a fire in her belly and revenge on her mind. No more Ms. Nice Girl – she's here to kick ass and take names.
With a wicked grin, Anne taunts Krysten Ritter, who's still riding high from her round one victory. "You think you're hot sh*t, huh?" Anne snarls, bobbing and weaving like a seasoned pro. "Let's see how you handle this."
Anne launches a fierce counterattack, pushing Krysten back with a series of powerful jabs and hooks. Krysten is caught off guard, and it shows. She stumbles around the ring, trying to regain her footing as Anne pummels her.
Krysten's smirk falters as Anne continues to lay into her. Blood still drips from Anne's nose, a stark reminder of the punishment she took in the first round. But Hathaway doesn't give a damn – if anything, it just fuels her rage.
In a surprising twist, Anne manages to corner Krysten, trapping her against the ropes. The crowd goes wild, sensing a shift in momentum.
"Whatcha gonna do now, tough girl?” Anne taunts, landing a brutal uppercut that sends Krysten's head snapping back.
Krysten tries to fight back, but Anne's relentless assault leaves her reeling. Ritter’s confidence is shaken, and it's clear she didn't expect this level of ferocity from her opponent.
As the round draws to a close, Anne notices Krysten smirking at the blood on her face. With a roar of rage, The Princess lands a devastating punch square on Krysten's jaw, wiping that smug grin off her face.
The bell rings, signaling the end of round two, and both fighters retreat to their corners, battered and bruised but far from beaten. The judges tally up the points, and it's a no-brainer: Anne Hathaway takes round two by a landslide.
Now it's anyone's game. With one round apiece, Krysten and Anne are locked in a dead heat. Round three promises to be a battle for the ages, and neither fighter is prepared to go down without a fight. The crowd can hardly contain their excitement – this is what they came for, and they're getting their money's worth. Bring on round three!
Round 03:
The bell rings and round three kicks off like a goddamn hurricane. Krysten Ritter and Anne Hathaway are both hungry for victory, and they ain't holding back.
Krysten comes in swinging, landing a brutal shot to Anne's already battered nose. Hathaway winces, but she ain't backing down. She retaliates with a vengeance, trading blow for blow with Krysten.
"You think you're tough, huh?" Krysten snarls, slamming her fist into Anne's tummy.
Anne grunts, but fires back with a wicked grin. "Tougher than you'll ever be," she retorts, nailing Krysten in the ribs.
The crowd is on its feet, the energy in the room electric. These two fierce fighters are giving it their all, and it's anyone's game. Each hit lands with bone-crunching force, the sound echoing through the arena.
As the round progresses, it becomes clear that neither Krysten nor Anne is going down without a fight. They continue to trade blows, their bodies battered and bruised but their spirits unbroken.
"You're going down, Anne!” Krysten spits, her eyes blazing with fury.
Anne just smirks, wiping the blood from her face. "Not today, Krysten.”
As the seconds tick down, the two fighters continue their relentless assault, each determined to come out on top. When the bell finally rings, they're both gasping for breath, sweat pouring down their faces.
The judges huddle together, tallying up the points. The crowd holds its breath, waiting for the verdict. And then, the moment of truth: Anne Hathaway takes round three by a hair's breadth.
Round 04:
Round four kicks off with a goddamn vengeance. Krysten Ritter is out for blood, and she ain't pulling any punches.
Still smarting from her narrow loss in the last round, Krysten goes after Anne Hathaway with shocking force. The crowd can practically feel the power behind each of her brutal blows.
Anne tries to defend herself, but it's like trying to stop a freight train. Krysten is relentless, her fists digging deep into Anne's tender tummy, causing her to gasp for breath.
"You're gonna pay for that last round, Hathaway!” Krysten snarls, her eyes filled with rage.
Ritter ain't messing around – she lands a savage blow to Anne's already damaged nose, nearly breaking it again. Blood pours down Anne's face, but she's too dazed to even notice.
Krysten's sheer strength is on full display as she tosses Anne around the ring like a ragdoll. Anne is getting pummeled, and there's not a damn thing she can do about it.
The crowd is on its feet, the energy in the room off the charts. They're witnessing a display of brutality that'll be talked about for years to come.
As the seconds tick down, Krysten continues her merciless assault, each hit landing with bone-crunching force. When the bell finally rings, Anne staggers back to her corner, her body battered and bruised.
The judges don't need long to make their decision – Krysten Ritter takes round four by a wide margin. Anne may have won the previous round, but Ritter just proved she ain't going down without a fight.
With the score now even, the stage is set for one hell of a showdown. Round five promises to be a battle for the ages, and neither fighter is prepared to go down without a fight. The crowd can hardly contain their excitement – this is what they came for, and they're getting their money's worth. Bring on round five!
Round 05:
Round five kicks off, and it's a nail-biter. Anne Hathaway is battered and bruised, but she ain't going down without a fight. She summons every last ounce of energy she's got left and prepares to give Krysten Ritter a run for her money.
Anne comes out swinging, landing a flurry of rapid-fire jabs that keep Krysten on her toes. Most of her attacks ain't packing serious pain, but they're racking up points like nobody's business.
Krysten tries to counter, but Anne's playing it smart – she's bobbing and weaving, avoiding Ritter’s brutal blows like a pro.
"You ain't gonna win this, Anne!” Krysten snarls, her frustration mounting.
Anne just grins through her bloodied face. "Just watch me," she retorts, landing another quick jab.
As the round wears on, it's clear that Anne's strategy is working. She's keeping up with Krysten, and the points are piling up in her favor. The crowd is on its feet, sensing that history is being made.
Then, with seconds left in the round, Anne goes for broke. She lands a wicked punch straight to Krysten's solar plexus, forcing Ritter to double over and gag.
The bell rings, signaling the end of the round, and both fighters stagger back to their corners. Anne's face is a mess of blood and sweat, but there's a glimmer of triumph in her eyes.
Round 06:
Round six kicks off, and it's clear that Krysten Ritter is out for blood. She's had enough of playing games – it's time to finish this match once and for all.
Krysten comes out swinging like a bat outta hell, her fists landing with brutal force on Anne Hathaway's soft tummy and vulnerable face. The crowd winces as each blow visibly lifts Anne off her feet – it's like watching a horror movie come to life.
Anne tries her damnedest to fight back, but it's like trying to stop a bulldozer. Krysten ain't showing any mercy, and it's starting to look like a straight-up torture session.
Two minutes in, and the crowd is on its feet, screaming for blood. Krysten's relentless assault shows no sign of letting up, and it's clear that Anne ain't gonna last much longer.
Then, in minute three, it happens: Krysten delivers a devastating shot to Anne's already battered cheek and nose, and the sickening sound of bone breaking rings out through the arena. It's brutal, and the crowd goes wild.
Anne crumples to the canvas like a ragdoll, her body utterly spent. The ref starts the count, but it's just a formality – there's no way in she's getting back up.
As the count reaches ten, the match is declared KO6, and Krysten Ritter is declared the victor. The crowd roars its approval, baying for more bloodshed, but the war between these two fierce rivals is finally over.
Krysten raises her arms in victory, her face a mask of triumph and exhaustion. Anne may have put up one hell of a fight, but tonight, Krysten reigns supreme.
AFTER:
Krysten, not knowing what she had done, sees a team of medics rush in to the ring to work on Anne Hathaway. Rather than interfere with their work, she makes her way to the opposite turnbuckle with Elyse who points her fingers to the champion of tonight’s match that was mounting the edge of the ring. Krysten raised her arms in triumph as chants broke out through SoFi Stadium.
Tonight, tonight was Krysten’s night.