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Post by oddmanout on Jun 22, 2024 11:21:27 GMT -6
Introduction
The white sands of Barbados will soon bear witness to the sights and sounds as three stables meet to claim preeminence as the home of the best beach fighters!
Six of the nine fights are rematches, and all the stables have histories in & out of the ring. Thus, per the request of the local authorities, (who remember what Kendra & Kim did by themselves last summer) all the fighters were interviewed before leaving their organizations headquarters, rather than conducting press conferences on site that would have inevitably resulted in mayhem if not full-on riots.
A ring has been constructed on the beach itself, with bleachers set up in a U-shape with the open end facing the ocean. The six fighters from each stable have each been provided with a chaise longue under a canopy, with each stable being provided one-third of the U as their space.
Given the histories and reputations of the fighters involved, a wide expanse of open white sand between the ring and the ocean has been set aside. At the conclusion of each fight, the participants are expected to clear the ring as quickly as possible. The winners will then be able to exact tribute or otherwise humiliate their vanquished foes at their leisure without holding up the action.
The stage is set. Who will look out over the expanse in triumph, and who will be sobbing out their failure with their face in the sand?
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Post by oddmanout on Jun 22, 2024 11:24:00 GMT -6
Lacey Chabert vs Vanessa Hudgens
  (Jeri's Knockouts vs Lookout Boxing) Before: “Lacey’s just a dye-job away from being Mishy,” Vanessa opines. “And we’ve all seen what I can do to her! I’ll bust that bra right off of her and make sure to rub it in the sand before I let her have it back! I’m just too fast for her and all these ‘sluggers.’ I mean, look how every new champion gives her a title shot just to pad their stats! It’s pathetic! I guess it’s up to me to put her out to pasture, where she belongs!” “I’m the most physical woman in the flyweight division.” Lacey says matter-of-factly. “Vanessa almost lost her lunch fighting Christina Ricci. I beat her three times, think about that. She can’t bully me, and she can’t stop me from taking what I want from her. We’re going to be putting jug to these Lookout tramps all afternoon. It’s just too bad that Simpsy & Meester were too chicken to come over and play.” Both fighters coming off nasty losses, looking to stay relevant in the always packed flyweight field. Lacey may be just a little bit more antsy about recent skid then she lets on, she’s wearing the old white push-up & panties for the first time in a couple years, hair loose & tangly, white gloves. Hudgens in a hot pink bandeau top with metallic bottoms, hair back in a fighting ponytail, black gloves. R1: Lacey beaten to a series of punches in early exchange, fast hands to the body look harmless, but cumulative effect sees Chabert's back leg buckle, forcing her to stumble away in confusion. Hudgens pouncing like a little terrier, hooking Lacey's brow as she’s staggering backwards. Pasting touch-up continues along ropes, Chabert's hands outstretched, trying to ward off steady stream of tart, poking head punches. Down the stretch, Vanessa's swinging heavier, sensing Lacey's distress. Big, sweeping lefts and rights belting across her face, draping her in ropes CHABERT’S HELPLESS! Vanessa squared away, ringing punches off her rival eyes blazing, body tense as she commits 100%. Curvy legs hold her up, but Lacey's battered shabby and trembling at the bell. Cheap late right hand claps across Chabert's breasts, then 'Nessa leaps away in a frenzy, hands above head as she's jumping around giddy after the shutout. R2: ‘Nessa keeps piling on top of Lacey, well aware of what can happen if she lets Chabert get rolling. Hudgens relaxed in the pocket, able to fight coming forward & backing up, she's walking Lacey into some gorgeous shots. ’Nessa patient, knows she can't erase Chabert with one punch, so just stays consistent, tidying up to midsection, looking after those breasts, and clouting that chin with nifty little swats and cuffs. Lacey unhurt but completely unclassed as ‘Nessa’s fast hands puts together a second shutout. R3: Spicy right hand spring-loaded off the shoulder, snaps Lacey's head straight back. Chabert eyes blinking, pauses long enough to take another right hand flush to the face. Hudgens hooking paunch, then pushing Lacey in her shoulders as she stumbles back woozy. Another right hand bounces off Chabert’s face then a quick hook gouges in underneath her right breast and LACEY GOES DOWN! Chabert sobbing out, then sinking to her haunches gasping: terrible body shot momentarily takes away her legs. Vanessa beaming, strutting mitts on hips, she's landed some thrilling leather on Lacey, really scoring well. Chabert struggles up off her haunches, blinking back tears but Vanessa piles back on top, walking her down for more abuse, heaping on the punishment to tummy and breasts. R4: Lacey snorting like a determined little bull off her stool, flying across the ring, she FINALLY reaches her arms under ‘Nessa's to clinch, working hard to her into the ropes for the first time, succeeding in slowing down Hudgen’s tempo. Chabert heavy on ’Nessa along the ropes. Lacey's left hand curled around her prey's right tricep, pulling her forward for plowing right hands amidships. Groaning ’Nessa able to wrap around Chabert's ribs, holding her close to stall the punishment. Lacey bearing down on ’Nessa, getting the forearm up to push her face to the side for break. Hudgens disheveled, sweaty locks in her eyes, a hunted animal along the apron, just trying to fight Lacey off as rejuvenated Chabert's POURING in. Hard hitting slugging punctuated by panting clinches. Lacey on top, controling a savage heat. R5: Blistering exchanges dominate this round. Girls closing in crouches, taking turns tattooing one another till late. Lacey chipping jabs, edging left shoulder into ‘Nessa's raised guard, planting tight right hand to gut. Hudgens coming back with hooks digging at Lacey's flank, munching on a stubby right uppercut to chin in exchange. Wide right hand spanks off Lacey's left flank, hairlines grinding together as girls press in close. Busy, digging, methodical stuff - girls pushing heads/bumping shoulders, then getting off: Hudgen's hooks working at Chabert's midsection. Lacey chopping away uppercuts in tight; shoveling short right hands to gut. 'Nessa slipping shots well, answering back hooks she's tearing up Chabert's tummy & tits with biting left hands. Pivoting left around her poke, Hudgens settling into a brisk, pop-and-go rhythm: she's got Chabert turning, taking punches as round comes to a close. AND LACEY’S DOWN! Right uppercut picks up Chabert’s chin as she's crouching forward under a feinting left. Lacey sputtering, stumbling to a seat in confusion. Bell rings before Lacey can get back to her feet, she’s scowling, scuffed up. RIGHT HAND, CHEAP AND LATE! Clapping swat across Chabert's breasts has her blurting. Hudgens scampers away with a bratty grin, loving Lacey’s pain. R6: BOOM! Lacey times a nice right hand to the chin under ‘Nessa's contemptuous jab. Hudgens crazy-legging to her right, eyes wide with astonishment. Chabert grinning, puts her shoulder into ‘Nessa's back, shoving her to ropes. Lacey comes up chugging, beating her fists against taut Hudgens rump and kidney as desperate ’Nessa struggles to right herself. Three-time JMD Champion putting her curves to good use, jostling and walloping with jugs a-jumpin'. Hudgens get turned around while being bullied, bouncing off ropes. Chabert's landing right hands repeatedly to jaw, just clobbering away, then shoving ’Nessa off balance. Crowd roaring, Lacey hurling in the leather, Hudgens coming apart at the seams. ‘Nessa’s head lolling - mouthpiece dribbles off her teeth: Chabert HAMMERING away rights and lefts to chin - bashing at her foe's limp, helpless frame and HUDGENS IS DOWN! Vanessa Hudgens sinks to her knees, then slumps forward, cheek on the canvas and butt in the air, countout a formality as Lacey Chabert’s big jug power saves her in a come-from-behind KO6! After: ‘Nessa’s mouth enough to get Jennifer Love & Scarlett on their feet and dashing to the open side of the ring to grab her as Lacey rolls her under the ropes to the sand. After a brief debate, Jen takes north. Scarlet takes south as they carry her out to the open sand to exact tribute with Lacey following a little gingerly. Littlest Knockout pulls out a win to get JKO out in front early! JKO 1-0 Lookout! 0-1 O&E 0-0
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Post by oddmanout on Jun 22, 2024 11:26:52 GMT -6
Christina Ricci vs Jessica Simpson
  (Odds & Ends vs Lookout Boxing) Posted by OddManOut/Sim results on May 5, 2013, 5:50 pm Before: “The Jessica who wouldn’t quit no matter how bad you hurt her isn’t there anymore.” Christina proclaims with a mournful shake of the head. “She was out in two minutes last time. We all know what that means. It means she's quit inside. She's tired of competing for magazine space and eyeballs, and when you lose that hunger, you lose in the ring. Gonna be fun cleaning her up, I can't wait.” Jessica focused: “Nobody beats me three times in a row. NOBODY! My jugs will stop her jugs!” Christina in purple bandeau bikini with long ties draped between her jugs, hair back in a tight ponytail, black gloves. Jessica in a pink bikini (not THE pink bikini) with matching gloves, white gloves, hair in a fighting ponytail. R1: Jessica bouncing forward, hurling punches from her hips. Chrissy calm in the pocket, crouching down against the oncoming storm/straightening up into tight hooks against Simpsy's breasts. Jessi bumped off balance, but whirling about, jugs a-swaying, stamping back in. Her free-swinging pressure eventually Ricci out of her stance, moving her backward to ropes. Simpson piling on, making Chrissy take weight while pumping in left & rights. Ricci groaning as she reaches in under Jessica's arms, turrrrning blonde into ropes, pushing her into the ropes to give herself punching room. Chrissy issuing smashing payback to rival jugs before getting her shoulder into the bigger gal‘s armpit and pinning her to the ropes for the rest of the round as she plunders tummy. R2: Jessica bouncing in her corner well before the bell, but Christina’s just as eager as Simpson comes hopping in with short lefts and rights gets CLOBBERED by a pair of lefts and rights from Ricci’s hips. Heavy whacks upside blonde's head AND JESSICA GOES DOWN! Simpson slumps onto her left hip, she's an astonished beauty blinking and shaking her head. Ricci grinning big in neutral corner as wincing blonde rises, dusts herself off. Jessica firms off the canvas meeting Chrissy midring. Tense, hard-hearted slugging sessions result as girls trade stiff, jolting flat-footed one-twos. Simpsy holding her own here, straight right hands to Ricci's head; clipping left hooks to chin. Chrissy soaking, but landing her own punches as well, with both girls enjoying success as they’re quite good in the trenches. Both vixens staggered at times, knees bending loose after ringing each other up. Both ladies starting to lump up under a sheen of sweat as Chrissy still having the extra touch in hard-working action. R3: Standing, slugging action as Chrissy takes control once again, planting and pitching. Backs straight, eyes glaring, teeth bared, vixens punch straight lefts and rights at each other as each girl slugs in criss-cross trajectory at head and racks. Ricci getting the better of this dutiful chugging, snapping Jessica’s shiny face back and setting her bulging hooters aswaying. Simpsy brave, facing into the blows and answering back, giving ground very stingily as Ricci’s forced to fight hard for every inch of canvas. Still, blonde girl is inexorably driven back to the ropes in hard slugging action more reminiscent of a La Conquista than a boxing match. Chrissy puts both hands on Jessica’s shoulders and SHOVES her into the ropes, then winds up for the haymaker, but Simpson suddenly wheeling with a right hand from South Texas TAGS a looping roundhouse upside the head, twisting her 180 degrees to her right and sending her staggering away all wobbly butt. Jessica mouth breathing, but comes off the ropes. The left hook to the belly looks more like a shoulder-block but it does the job, as Chrissy goes down and doesn’t come up. These two are all tied up again as Jessica pulls the KO3 out of nowhere! After: Ricci looks like she's been hit by a truck and the name on the license plate this time around is Simpson. Ricci's eyes are wide with a dazed look of shock as she felt like she was in complete control of that match, plugging away happily, before she got put down hard by Jessica. Simpson, on the other hand, is completely jubilant as she is on the sidelines, celebrating with her sister Ashlee who made the trip for this beach match as Christina can hardly bear to watch. Taking a moment before she rises, shaking her head back and forth in disbelief before she crawls forward to make her way towards the ropes to pull herself back up to her feet. But, she never quite makes it as Simpson cuts her celebration short to intercept Ricci before she reaches the ropes. Tackling her down to the sand as Jessica piles on from behind as the two of them roll through the ropes and out onto the beach, both of them trading positions back and forth atop one another. Unfortunately for Ricci, Simpson is the fresher of the two as she manages to get herself on top to wrap her arms around the raven-haired beauty's head to draw her face deep into Jessica's jugs. Getting a faceful of cleavage as she pushes against Simpson's hips and twists wildly, trying to buck the blonde off of her. But, Simpson keeps her arms tightly wrapped around Ricci's head to pull her in, guiding her face into her chest with her eyes flashing with determination. The only thing that she remembers is the humiliation she suffered last time from Christina. Simpson will occasionally peel her chest upwards, but it's only to get a better seal as the sweat helps to really slide Ricci's face in snugly. Simpson keeps putting her breasts in Ricci's face as Christina continues to struggle, pushing at her tormentress' shoulders, trying to pry her arms apart. Rocking back and forth, Ricci tries to bridge and twist free, but Simpson hangs on tenaciously, refusing to relinquish the tight jug-to-face seal she has locked on. Each time Ricci comes close to rolling them over, Simpson manages to body them back over onto the sand, which is sticking to both of them in the hot sun. Ricci's struggles slowing under Simpson's constant smothering, continually rocking her chest back and forth across Christina's face, which is turning bright red under the circumstances. A dazed look appears on her face as her eyes start to flutter closed a bit, even as Simpson taunts into her ear, “Whose jugs are better, huh? Huh?”, but, of course, Simpson receives little to no response beyond occasional muffled moans. Finally, Simpson lifts herself off a thoroughly jug-shocked Christina. Christina is helped off by her stablemates as Jessica stands by her sister Ashlee, calling out after Ricci, “Better luck next time, little C!”, taunting her and waving her goodbye as she gets some measure of revenge here today on the beach to tie up their rivalry . JKO 1-0 Lookout! 1-1 O&E 0-1
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Post by oddmanout on Jun 22, 2024 11:33:00 GMT -6
Scarlett Johansson vs Sarah Shahi
   HMK Produtions vs Odds & Ends) Posted by OddManOut/Sim results on May 5, 2013, 5:55 pm Before: Scarlett used Shahi to bounce back from an unexpected defeat 2 years ago, looking to repeat the experience. “Sarah’s always been a little whirlwind, and she’s only gotten better this past year. She’s a bit of a distraction, but after I beat her, I won’t need to worry about every wannabe sniffing around looking to make a name for themselves. “It looks like she just hasn’t been able to beat elite fighters since she lost the title. I guess we’ll see whether I fit into that category or not,” Sarah observes in prefight. “We were neck & neck last time, and I was still just an indy fighter back then. If she still thinks of me that way, she’s going to find out the hard way that I’m a much tougher nut to crack now.” In deference to the heat, Scarlett opts for a lavender single-strap bikini top and dark purple bottoms instead of the neoprene togs she‘s been using for most of the last few years. Shoulder-length hair is back to its original platinum blonde. Shahi wearing her pattern bikini, gypsy curls loose & tangly. White gloves all around. R1: Sarah likes to get out in front early, and this fight is no exception. Shahi bobbing under Johansson’s jab, employing sudden right hand counters up the middle to the right side of Scarlett's chin. Johansson rattled by these pokes, allowing Shahi to force close action. On the inside, Sarah has her way short, tight side to side punches to ribs and rack, jerking little left uppercuts picking up Scarlett's chin. Sustained punishment hounds Scarlett throughout middle minute, she steps back grimacing to the ropes. Shahi working thick-and-methodical about Scarlett's waist, then shrugging up into that bulging rack, beating Scarlett into stupor as she salts away the shutout. R2: Sarah still pressing the action, taking the fight to Scarlett's body and backing blonde to ropes. Sumptuous stuff , Shahi stacking Johansson, then batting away, bouncing right hands off Johansson's tummy and ribs as she crowds in close off Scarlett's right shoulder. String of unanswered blows, Johansson grimacing, bobbing up and down but she's getting lapped here as Shahi works. Scarlett slipping, twisting to either side as she’s forced completely on the defensive. Johansson pretty slick at the ropes, but getting whaled on to the bell. Jeri Ryan animated in JKO corner during the break, wants her beating Shahi to punches, and stay off the ropes. R3: It ain’t broke, so she doesn’t fix it: Sarah continuing to come up the middle, whacking rights and lefts to Scarlett's flanks, forcing her into retreat yet again. Johannson not loving the pressure, Shahi smiling in rapid pursuit. Scarlett hurt, but able to rally, clever counterclockwise pivot to break contact, straight right hand leads and lean-away left hooks to paste Sarah's face as she reengages. She buries a scooping right deep into the pit of Shahi’s belly, bunching her up. An overhand left from the southpaw sends Sarah reeling backwards. Now the situation is reversed, Scarlett much more methodical in pursuit as she walks Shahi down in the southpaw stance. Right jab over Sarah’s left to locate, setting up the short left uppercut, then pivot away on the left foot to avoid receipts. Round stealing flurry drives Sarah back into ropes just as the bell sounds to punctuate a solidly stolen round. Hard-eyed staredown after the bell, and both women maintain eye contact across the ring during the break. R4: Neither fighter satisfied by the earlier maneuver dominated rounds, by unspoken agreement they meet midring for pitched battle. Scarlett busier, Sarah stronger. Shahi's whack-batting hips/ribs in wide, batting patterns that frequently force Scarlett to cover up. Johannson fighting from the pocket, bobbing in her stance, erupting to slap-chop straight lefts to Sarah's face, shifting weight to back leg, clipping right hooks to keep Shahi at range. Punishment piling up both ways, forms breaking down as the minutes crawl. Sarah focuses on blonde breadbasket: cruel, shoving right hands and snatching left hooks beat the breath from Scarlett, putting her wobbly butt. Johannson squares up, her jab licks at Shahi's face, lining the brunette up for a CRASHING right cross in the final minute! Cheerleader's curvy legs are tested, she doesn't go down, but she's wobbly-butt. Tremendous output by both girls, but best, cleanest and hardest shots late are a left hook dug to Shahi's sternum, and a tasty right cross followup that finds Shahi's chin. Both fighters on auto-pilot, pounding on each other artlessly past the bell until the ref breaks them up. Sarah sporting a mouse under her right eye, Scarlett visibly pinked up from ribs to pelvis on both flanks. R5: Scarlett’s work upstairs may have gotten her the points last round, but Sarah’s body work looks to have paid the bigger dividend, she‘s comparatively fresh. Johannson slower off the stool, surprised by a surging Shahi. Sarah bobbing and weaving underneath as her blonde tries to touch her with jabs, Shahi eventually gets in close and comes lunging up out of the crouch into a leaping left uppercut! AND SCARLETT GOES DOWN! Delayed reaction collapse sends the blonde to her knees, she beats the count and talks the visibly concerned ref into letting her go on. Johansson forms up on the ropes to meet the brunette’s charge, covering up earmuff as Shahi flurries the gut; roams up top to bat left/rights off the ears. Long minute and a half, Scarlett keeps her feet, but desperately hurt as attrition is all one way this round. R6: Scarlett hollow-eyed as she comes out this round. Sarah sensing the kill, pouncing on damaged goods. Low-slung right hand takes Johannson heavily in already worked-over ribs, draining the color from her face. Scarlett swooning, butt-in-ropes as she droops forward behind gloves. Sarah on top of her hard & savage, rights and lefts thumping in behind either elbow as brunette squares away. Johannson in an all-to-familiar predicament, unable to do anything but try to roll with the punches while trying to tie up for a break AND THE REF’S SEEN ENOUGH! TKO6 Sarah Shahi as Scarlett’s slide continues! After: Scarlett declined to exact tribute from Sarah after their first fight in favor of declaring her readiness to retake the flyweight belts, now Shahi returns the favor. “I have to admit, I seemed to be the only person saying I wasn’t ready to take the title. But after this, there’s nobody who can say I don’t deserve a shot. You’ve been warned ladies, Sarah Shahi’s comin!” JKO 1-1 Lookout! 1-1 O&E 1-1
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Post by oddmanout on Jun 22, 2024 11:37:49 GMT -6
Kim Kardashian vs Kendra Wilkinson   (Lookout Boxing vs Odds & Ends) (BMD: Buns of Mass Destruction Bout) Posted by OddManOut/Lookout//Sim results on May 5, 2013, 5:58 pm Before: Kardashian with a cornered animal look in her eyes. Her blonde nemesis has bested her three times, twice on the beach, since 2010. Jugged out three times, she’s the underdog facing down the prospect of losing a career best of seven in their fourth fight. And this is a BMD bout. Kim’s signature feature is on display. If Kendra bests her booty, her FCBA career is over, and Kim knows she‘s backed into a corner. “I’ve got the best booty in the FCBA, she CAN’T beat me in a BMD bout. I won’t let her! The only way this ends is with my buns in her face!” Kendra understandably confident, mouth moving its usual mile-a-minute. “My boobies have had so much fun smothering out Kimmie that my booty started to get jealous!” giving her gym-short covered posterior a playful smack. “It’s really not Kim’s fault, we both fight the same kind of fight. I’m just better at it! I’ll string her along, let her get her licks in, and then I’ll put her down like the never-was she is and let her get along with her life!” On and on, as reporters wonder whether or not separate press conferences were a good idea. Kendra in black triangle-cut bikini top and bright orange thong, black gloves, blonde hair back in a fighting pony-tail. Kim in purple bandeau bikini with matching thong bottoms, white gloves, hair loose down her back. Ref not crazy enough to tell them to touch ‘em up, keeps a hold on the arms of both blood enemies through instructions. R1: Kim’s been the aggressor in the first round of all three of their previous fights, so why stop now? She SPRINTS across the ring all a’jiggle as she pancakes Kendra into her corner. Wilkinson pushes her off, but Kardashian committed to roughhousing, early wide swings see her “accidentally” wrap the blonde's head up in the crook of the left elbow, only natural for Kim to body Kendra sideways to ropes and pump her tummy full of right hands. Playmate bleating in pain, eyes shut, left hand over ropes for balance as tanned blonde tummy and tits take flat-knuckle right hands until ref's break. Kim breathing through pursed lips, wading in to plow away with insistent, deliberate JMD-volume delivery. Kendra snarling, pony tail flying as she gets her whole body into a couple of hooks palm-down across Kim's bulging front, but quickly forced to cover up as Kim's left hand slams into her left hip; then twists into a sideswiping right that smites Kardashain tummy & tits. Kim groaning and tearing up, but refuses to give ground: she's putting her jugs on the line like a real trooper. Down the stretch, swinging left takes Kendra deep in her tummy, she screams, slumps back into ropes. Kim steps in, shouting "HAH!" as she plows a pounding right to jug, then loads up the left for more of the same. Wilkinson crying, trying to cover up now. Kardashian pulling the black mitts down, loading up and slamming away, her own buns and jugs jiggling furiously as she batters her hated foe. Playmate slumped in ropes...sobbing, unable to defend herself and THE REF STEPS IN! OMG TKO1 Kim Kardashian! AFTER: Kendra is a dazed blonde beauty as she pulls herself up along the ropes, blinking in shock as she argues with the referee, disputing the stoppage in no uncertain terms, which grow increasingly louder by the moment. “There is no way that Kim freaking Kardashian could stop me in one round! She is all mine! How in the world could you let this happen?” It's clear that Kendra is not going to accept being overwhelmed by her blonde rival as she stands there, finger wagging and blonde hair flying, the referee stands by his decision However, it's only moments later that Kendra isn't left standing as she is yanked back roughly into the turnbuckle by her blonde tresses back-first. Thumping into the corner as she glares up at her attacker, shouting something that isn't quite audible to the crowd, but something along the lines of being “jumped in the corner again.” but Kim's response comes through loud and clear as she shouts into Kendra's face “Shut. Up.!” and then slams her knee upwards into Kendra's tummy to fold her over. Kenda tries to keep talking, but Kardashian stuffs in two more knees right into her navel to finally quiet Wilkinson's constant stream of arguing and trash talk. But, it's not enough for Kim to just beat Kendra. Instead, she needs to really leave her mark and given that this is a Buns of Mass Destruction (BMD) match-up, there's only one way that she plans to do that. Kim beams down at her blonde rival, who has slumped down to a nearly sitting position against the sand, blinking as she is gulping in air and hugging her abused midsection. Kim shoves Kendra onto her side, than out of the ring to the baking sand near where the JKO fighters are seated. Slipping through the ropes herself, Kim props Kendra up against the side of the ring, and smiles as she immediately reaches for the bottom rope and with practiced precision, spins around as she brings her hands above her head, grinning over at the crowd, “Who wants to see me back it up?” and from the positive reaction from the crowd, there is a sizable contingent from the crowd who does. Kendra, of course, is not among them. Bringing her hands up, she brings her hands to protest against Kardashian's oncoming posterior but Kim just swats them away. Reaching for Kendra's blonde hair, she arches her butt backwards to slam backwards and grind her ass back and forth across Kendra's squealing features, although it's muffled into her rear. Kendra's struggles slow a bit as Kim sways her butt back and forth in a slow and confident grind across Wilkinson's face. Bumping and rocking her opponent's face with her ass, Kendra is dazed as her hands start to fall down from pushing against Kim's back. Kim keeps backing it up as she promised the crowd she would, her ass brushing back and forth across Kendra's dazed features as the blondes' shouts and curses slowly fade to moans and whimpering. Kim senses that her opponent isn't offering up much resistance at this point, reaching for Kendra's wrists as she pulls her hands forward, placing Kendra's palms on her butt as she coos down, “Feel that, Kendra? That's the ass that put you out! You've been lucky before once or twice in some JMD matches, but when it comes to BMD matches, this is where you're going to end up, understand? You should know better, b##ch!” as Kendra then flicks her posterior backwards to box right into Kendra's face one last time as she pools down against the side of the ring. Kim looks down, smirking as she surveys the wreckage left by her rear as she saunters off, having gained some momentum in their ongoing rivalry after this big and much-needed win on the beach. Looking up, she sees Lacey Chabert watching intently as she lays on her belly on a lounge chair, relaxing after her grueling bout with Vanessa Hudgens. Belly down, propped up on her elbows, the JMD Queen’s championship cleavage is on full display. Locking eyes as she pauses in front of her, Kim rolls her shoulders, putting her own impressive rack through its paces. “I’ve always looked good in a tiara. I think I want yours!” Before heading over to the Lookout! side of the ring, where her stablemates are going wild over her upset win that makes them the first stable to two wins! JKO 1-1 Lookout! 2-1 O&E 1-2
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Post by oddmanout on Jun 22, 2024 11:42:39 GMT -6
Jennifer Love Hewitt vs Minka Kelly
   (Jeri's Knockouts vs Lookout Boxing) Posted by Simguy on May 5, 2013, 6:00 pm BEFORE: "Jennifer Love and Elisha were life-and-death with each other," Minka recalls in prefight, "but I've always said, and I've always felt, that I'm above the Cuthbert/Hewitt line as far as fighting ability goes. Jen didn't have enough in the end to overcome Elisha...how on Earth does Hewitt expect to take me down? I'm that much better than Cuthbert - the better athlete, actress, and competitor...where is Jen going to get the extra oomph she'll need to push me? She's in great shape, I'll give her that, but it won't be enough. End of the day, I've got the edge on these girls, and I'm gonna use it!" Hewitt hard-eyed, resolute: she's got her Minka-busting face on at podium. "The thing with Minka is you just have to step to her and hit her hard," Jen relates in rebuttal. "There's no reason to get cute with this girl - she's not as tough as Elisha - and she damn-sure doesn't hit as big...Minka's a girl I can go right at with both hands swingin'. I know the fans are thinking that we look great together and this would be a fantastic rivalry, but the truth is - this won't be a fight; it'll be a punishment. It'll be me stacking Minka up and working her over. That's going to be entertaining as hell, but it's no rivalry. It's me imposing my will and body on another woman until she craters. And knowing Minka, that's not going to take 10 rounds!" Jen in SHAPE Mag cover bikini - hot pink with jagged white zig-zag lines, with a specially reinforced halter-top designed to take her weight of jug; white gloves; loose light-brown hair in tangly curls. Minka in electric blue bikini top/yellow bottoms; white gloves; long curly ponytail with long-strand bangs bracketing cheekbones. During R1: Minka purposefully to midring - stepping in with the straight-right lead, punching back Jen's face, then turning over the palm-down hook to chin. Hewitt startled early, giving ground, but a ferocious swinging bombardment off the apron bunches Minka up a minute in! Jen slugging away with thumbside-up lefts and rights - she turns her torso into clout, pounding brown ribs and tummy to take the initiative. Minka grimacing, trying to tie up...Jen bobbing on approach, stepping in and punishing ribs/tummy that same side-to-side walloping action. Ropes: Minka butt-on-cables, forming earmuff...Jen knuckles-up on Minka's guard; hooks Minka's hip/waist; pounds right roundhouses to Minka's left-side lats; scrapes uppercuts from either hand against Minka's defensive front. Bell: Jen pushes off Minka with disdain, marching back all jugs a-jumpin' to her corner with a hard look of supremacy in her eyes. R2: Jen with the jump - crowding close with dukes up - bumping off with her mitts, then hooking Minka's belly with the thumbside-up delivery. Minka grumpy-pouting, chopping left hands at Jen's jugs, then trying to turn torso-right into tight left hooks to chin. Both girls nice and compact - twisting torso-right to lick left hooks across desired targets, then swinging fat right hands wide to left-side lats. Jen gradually getting the better of Minka - establishing the firmer gut-punch, and by the bell, cleaning up on Minka's breasts via walloping left/rights in the horizontal plane. Minka panting, disheveled, looking all hot and bothered on her stool as seconds wipe her down. R3: Mink regroups, stepping in that stiff, straight right lead off the shoulder, her buttocks shuddering side to side as she plants hard on that lead (left) leg. Jen shelled - catching stubby straight rights on face or breasts...she wobbles out of orbit early as Minka pounds away righty-only at first, then mixes in the clean-up hooks to good effect. JENNIFER'S HURT! Hewitt staring, stumbling about wobbly-butt...Minka all disciplined and organized - dukes at her mouth, eyes wide as she stalks Jen, then steps in that sturdy lead right hand, doubling or tripling it, then hooking Jen's chin when she's loosened up. Hewitt battered about the ring, but curvy legs/strong glutes holding her up despite Minka's resolute attack. Down the stretch, Jen punched to ropes...Minka crowds close, left hand cupping Jen's right shoulder, slumping her forward for PUMPING RIGHT FOREARMS TO RACK! Heartless stuff from a Minka Kelly determined to win...Jen in jug-shock, wincing all "uhhhh..." as Kelly crams away to glory at bell. R4: Jen visibly reduced, dukes at cheeks, flat-footed and hesitant on approach. Minka positively chipper in contrast - pounding in that heavy lead right off Jen's raised guard; carving palm-up hooks across Jen's waist; shoving left uppercuts to Jen's ribs; beating Jen right round-punches in left-side lats. Hewitt stumbling around behind her defences, sometimes crouching into Kelly as Minka's arms embrace Jen about the shoulders, then Kelly's pumping at the midsection, letting her hands go hup-hup-hup as girls lay in close together. Jen wearing a sullen, stricken expression - purely defensive now, blocking on her guard, bobbing on the spot - getting the left shoulder into Minka's body to bump-and-turn her midring. Bell: Minka BEAMING as she turns away from well-spanked Jen...Kelly practically skipping back to corner all puppies and ponytails. R5: Minka pours it to Jen: Hewitt suffers. Starts with that ramrod straight right - Kelly planting on lead (left) leg as she deploys - buttocks shuddering side to side with the commitment. Jen blocking with dukes at her eyebrows, but Minka's weight of shot punches Hewitt off balance, loosening her up and rendering her vulnerable to the double right hand lead or clip-across hook. As Jen unravels, Minka gets more adventurous - lashing a showy left hook wide to hip/ribs after hooking Jen up top; punching right hands hard across the guard, then going hup-hup-hup via left/right uppercuts to jug as Jen's lying spellbound on ropes. Minka working Jennifer's tummy over methodical at times - Kelly switch-twisting her torso side to side, carving belly with a thumbside-up delivery on tightly-turned shots...poor Jen a grimacing wreck as she's treated to astonishing abuse bell to bell. Minka making a big show of pushing off all "I'm big" at bell...Jennifer slumped, agonized, hugging her body after an all-Minka fifth! R6: Jennifer regroups, shows her quality. Weaving side to side underneath Minka's stubby straight right leads, Jen's getting angles for counter hooks head-and-body; counter right hands swept wide to jaw. Minka slugged out of her planted stance: disorganized, she's now vulnerable - frequently staring as Jennifer pounds at tummy or face with swiping ferocity. Ropes - Jen on top: Hewitt twisting side to side, working Minka's little brown belly with tight-arc, thumbside-up lefts and rights...poor Kelly sitting and moaning in ropes, unable to answer. Kelly forms hurting-girl crossed arm with right at left cheek/left across her gut...Jen just reaches in under the arms, wrestling apart the guard, chesting Minka deep to ropes, then pushing off to continue pummeling. Down the stretch, Jen starts coming off the body with violent left uppercuts, clipping Minka across the chin and sitting her hurt in ropes! Minka staring all glassy-eyed, hands pawing at Jen's shoulders to push her off...Hewitt BELTING away all bared-tooth vigour, leaning into Minka and letting her have it with either hand! Kelly swooning; Jen churning in lefts and rights to head and THE REF STEPS IN because the bell has rung. Official muscling Jen off her weakened prize...poor Kelly dazed and thrashed through 6! R7: Revenge of Jen continues. Kelly's straight right lead very predictable now - Jen weaving under it, counter-hooking savagely to ribs or chin, buckling Minka's legs, then backing her up. With her feet parallel/posture upright, Minka's ineffective...time and again she just stares into Jen's punches as Hewitt's fists crash across face. Minka's curvy legs hold her up, but they can't hold canvas...Jen brawling Minka to ropes - bodying up to stabilize, then crowding close while pumping tummy hup-hup-hup. Kelly groaning, sagging butt-in-ropes, trying to tie up on rampaging Jen: Hewitt active on the spot - using elbows/crossed forearms to brace Minka upright, then clubbing away brutal rights and lefts. POOR MINKA! Kelly sputtering from abuse - frequently forming stoic crossed-arm fronts as Jenny just leans forward and whirls in churning leather. Bell: Hewitt's chest HEAVING, eyes flashing...she's obviously in great shape because previous editions of JLH wouldn't have sustained this pace. R8: Minka adjusts, still with the hands up/palms out look, but now leading via the left jab rather than stepped-in lead right. Chopping, knocking poke keeping Jen outside...Hewitt bobbing on the spot, trying to jab her way in as Minka rotates clockwise. Leads to sporadic exchanges as girls lean in to deliver short, shocking rights, then pull away to kiss hooks across chins...both girls' legs proving curvy-sturdy in withering trade. Minka finding a useful pattern with lead left hooks upside the head setting up short straight rights to rack: Jen grumpy, falling off the pace as Minka outworks her for the 8th. R9: Minka showing a bit of footwork, stepping to her left, pumping the jab, just frisking Jen down while maintaining a little distance. Hewitt turning on the spot, bobbing, looking to weave-and-counter, but Minka doing a good job varying tempo with her left hand, making it tough to read. Frustration forces Jen to lunge with hooks - coming up short and leaving her over-extended - easy-pickin's for Minka to clean up one-two. Kelly just punching for points, not doing a ton of damage, but she shuts Jen out, outclassing the veteran in a tactical 9th. R10: Same again - Minka showing cuteness - pivoting clockwise around a piston-stick, starting to dole out good stiff poke to a grumpy Jen Hewitt. Kelly punishing face and breasts both with that left hand - deploying the right off her shoulder to pound at Jen's rack, pre-empting Hewitt counter attacks. Jen frustrated, crouching forward in earmuff only to be picked apart...she can't close distance and manufacture the brawl she craves. Latter half the round, Minka able to exploit Jen's midsection with swinging right uppercuts...Jen grunting on the take with her hands locked in high earmuff, torso hunching forward around the blows. Easy-breezy Minka to the bell - Kelly turning her girl, getting her touches, lifting both her hands high at the bell and shouting "YAH!" in Jen's punished face. Kelly banks the 10th, takes the fight UD10 close. AFter: Minka glowing, taking a very tough, hard-fought decision from a close type-rival tonight. "I knew it would be close," Minka admits in postfight, grinning like a champ. "Jennifer hits hard for her size - harder than Elisha, and there were times when she was in control of me and hurting me. But I'm tuff: when a girl's going hard at me, it brings out my best. That's the difference between me, and Jen and Elisha...they break down under intense punishment; I firm up. When the going gets tough against these girls, that's what I always count on!" JKO 1-2 Lookout! 3-1 O&E 1-2
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Post by oddmanout on Jun 22, 2024 11:44:51 GMT -6
Claire Holt vs Leighton Meester
  (Odd & Ends vs Lookout) Posted by OddManOut/Sim results on May 5, 2013, 6:02 pm Before: Nothing but questions for these two. Can Claire handle a fighter with twice as many wins as she has fights? “I can’t get anywhere just looking around the other rookies. After this winter, I’m going to have to look up the food chain. I spent two years on the Australian beach circuit, I’m more than ready to make a name for myself on the sand.” Leighton’s shown she can handle bantams with wins over Cuthbert & Minka, but also came up short against perennial contender McAdams & big girl Van Camp. Obviously there are limits to how far the so-called Alpha Bantam can go, is Holt just too much for her? “I just love proving people wrong, I’ve been doing it my whole career! She’s made a little bit of a name for herself letting girls climb into her trunks and start swinging, but she won’t be able to do anything to me if I don’t let her!” Lookout! Looking to sweep O&E and clinch at least a tie for the overall victory. Leighton sporting a dark tan, hair back in a ponytail, black gloves, a light tan bandeau bikini. Claire debuting her beach fighting bikini, gold scale pattern on bra & boy shorts,, wet hair slicked back, white gloves. R1: Claire rushing Leighton, trying to crowd her but falling prey to Meester’s footwork, Holt finding leaving herself open to opportunistic attacks from all angles. Leighton really baring down aggressively, hard right hands ticketed for Claire's head and a meanspirited jab keeping her off balance. Holt looking uncertain, can't get her feet set, trying to disengage & regroup, only to find Meester at her doorstep. Middle of the round, Leighton starts getting grabby with her left hand, small glove allowing her to grip at Claire’s right bicep while chopping in harsh right hands. Blonde girl punched to ropes, her body turned to the right, left hand up to ward off punches as she's giving it up pretty easy at the bell. Meester punching past the bell, has to be pulled off by the ref as she gives Holt the worst drubbing of her brief career. R2: Lesson learned. Claire bodies Leighton to ropes, stuffing close-in right forearms while left hand clutches Meester’s right shoulder. Leighton forms crossed arm to protect her torso, stooping forward, Claire pulls her in and down with both hands, then rolls-through on that right-arm european uppercut she‘s been developing, slamming Meester against ropes all loose and stunned, then cleaning up HUGE as Leighton rolls to her right, covers up and GOES DOWN! Meester falls flat on her face, count a formality for a KTFO2 Claire Holt! After: Claire comes through in the clutch again! For the second time in a month, the young fighter finds herself in a must-win situation, and once again puts together the win! Claire surveys the wreckage of what used to be Leighton Meester, who‘s in no shape to be put through a walk of shame. Two of O&E’s masters of post-fight mayhem are in no condition to give her a hand in putting Meester in her place, and Lima’s about to start her own fight. A light of recognition dawns on the Aussie blonde as the breeze off the sea brings the sound of Elisha Cuthbert & Minka Kelly squabbling over the prostrate form of Jennifer Love Hewitt. She slides out of the ring next to Leighton, then grabs her by the ankles. The jar as she’s dragged out of the ring does a decent job of bringing Meester to her senses, and she beings to moan and struggle weakly. As she hears the voices of her two stablemates, she begins cursing and thrashing wildly, but she can’t break free until Claire drops her next to the two Lookout! bantams, saying “I think you two will know what to do with this,” before heading back ringside to watch the action as the crowd cheers at the beginning of the Brook/Lima action. JKO 1-2 Lookout! 3-2 O&E 2-2
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Post by oddmanout on Jun 22, 2024 11:47:01 GMT -6
Kelly Brook vs Adriana Lima
  (Jeri's Knockouts vs Odds & Ends) Posted by OddManOut/Sim results on May 5, 2013, 6:05 pm Before: “I can handle any model,” Kelly says defiantly. “You’ll notice she doesn’t have the guts to give me a crack at the Ice Hotel. No, she had to let the kid have a go at her. And look how much trouble the brat gave her, half the time she was stealing rounds Kate should have won. You won’t see her turning the tables like that on Kelly Brook, you can bet on that!” “I don’t have anything to prove to Kelly at the Ice Hotel.” Adriana states dismissively. “There’s nothing there for her anymore, she should just accept it. For now, I am focused on forcing her to scuttle back in fear again. Soon, she will realize there is nowhere to go where she will be able to escape from my shadow!” Rematch only adds to the tension as both stables have 2 losses as the action shifts to the bigger fighters. Both fighters wearing floral print bikinis, Lima’s on a blue background, black for Brook, and black gloves. Hair loose & tangly all around, cascading over backs, shoulders, and breasts in deliberate imitation of the traditional Ice Hotel style. R1: Adriana pouncing at the bell, bumping left jabs to jug; fitting right hands to jaw; crowding close chin-on-shoulder while pumping rights and lefts to paunch. Kelly’s forced back to ropes, sponging up the hurt as Lima smothers all offense. Adriana’s fast hands salt away the shutout with a right/left/right flurry to tummy & tits or chest & chin, putting a quick insurance shot into each breast after the bell before prancing back to her corner, leaving a hurting Kelly R2-5: Adriana Lima is ALL OVER Kelly Brook! Adriana gets the jump on her and salts away the shutout in ALL FOUR ROUNDS! The story of this fight is going to be “What’s wrong with Kelly?” Was she hurt worse than we realized in the first round? Did she overtrain? Is she just past it? Why isn’t she punching? At the halfway point, JKO corner is in full on crisis mode as a fresh & romping Lima pushes herself off an increasingly battered Brook. R6: Adriana comes out a little stiff, hands low, she's a little bit arm weary, punched out. Kelly stumbling from punishment, but resolute, she crosses the ring, jabs Lima's breasts, then leans in to a monster right cross. Adriana jerked a quarter turn to her right, staggers to ropes as Kelly follows her. Brook grimly digging, her arms chugging back and forth to work on up-till-now pristine Brazilian abs. Lima answering when she can, gamely trying to push off the ropes, but unable to do so till final minute. Both girls heads swiveled in heavy trading to end the round, but early control FINALLY gets Kelly on the board. R7: Caution thrown to the wind as both ladies elect to brawl. Adriana’s showing that right/left/right again, hammering Kelly’s tummy and tits or tits and chin, while Brook puts all her chips into subjugating Lima’s body. Kelly’s repeatedly caught by the uppercut, getting her head snapped back. Adriana’s pained groans and whiny gasps can be heard at ringside as the swinging right slams into her ribs again and again, while the left hook carves at her stomach. Firefight between sweaty beauties continues hot & heavy under the blazing sun until late in the round. Both are teary-eyed from the punishment being soaked up yet unwilling to back down as the final minute of the round ticks down. Lima comes upstairs, swivels Brook’s head thisa’way- thata’way with one more combination that sends her pinwheeling back onto the ropes, sprawling over them as the bell sounds. Groggy Kelly shakes her head to clear it, but can plainly see Ali & Kate sharing an eye-roll as she heads back to her stool. R8: Corner doesn’t sugarcoat it, Kelly knows she needs a knockout, bats her gloves together and comes ROARING out of the corner. Adriana confidently comes across the ring, AND EATS THE RIGHT HAND! Brook leaning into the right cross, crushing Lima to the chin. Adriana staggering around, eats a left to the breadbasket, then a clubbing right to the ear. Lima floundering, arms crossed as Brook unleashes heavy, deliberate lefts and rights; beaten senseless as she reels to the ropes, then bounces off them as the fight wanders back to midring with Brook suddenly hungry in pursuit. Kelly uses her left as a rangefinder as she closes, measuring Adriana for more right-handed harm to the head. But Lima is still combative as she takes one of these on the chin in order to land her own right to Brook’s ribs, immediately followed by a left hook behind the ear that sends Kelly backpedaling. Another trade of rights, and now Lima gets off that whipsawing left hook of hers, this one to Kelly’s jaw, and BROOK’S SHOOK! Kelly stumbles back to a corner woozily as she unravels in the face of unexpected clout, AND ADRIANA POUNCES! Brook forms earmuff, butt back against the turnbuckle as she tries to weather the storm, Lima pours herself at Kelly’s midsection, some punches landing cleanly to Brook’s flanks, others bashing against the Brit’s arms. Kelly’s cringing, open-mouthed as the Brazilian beauty continuously pounds at her forearms and body. RIGHT UPPERCUT TO THE CHIN! Adriana’s punch splits up between the gloves and snaps Kelly’s head back, leaving her ramshackle! Brook’s guard sags leaving her rack bared, a hardhearted look on Lima’s face as she takes what she wants with merciless crisscross pounding. Aghast and blubbering in pain as her jugs are savagely ransacked, Kelly is just getting the HELL beaten out of her. Contrast of quick, snappy, high volume punching from Adriana versus the slow, heavy-handed bombs thrown by Brook earlier in the round makes it abundantly clear who’s coming out ahead in this critical round. R9&10: Adriana slams the door shut. Kelly stubbornly coming out, unwilling to let herself go down when Upton & Lively managed to go the distance with Lima, but she has nothing else going for her. Brook doing just enough moving around to keep the ref from calling the TKO. Adriana all smiles, dancing around, all pitty-pat jabs with the left, keeping the right curled up juuust in case Kelly gets any ideas. Lima runs out the clock mockingly, coasting to a UD10 wide! After: Adriana wastes no time in giving Kelly the bum’s rush through the ropes. Facedown in the sand, Brook spits sand out of her mouth as she’s yanked up to her knees. Attendants hold her arms up as the Body Saddle is buckled on for the second time in her career. Lima shoves her forward onto all fours and then mounts her, sliding her knees into the pads above the hips and seating herself comfortably, Adriana takes a hold of Kelly’s hair and pulls back like reins with one hand, while the other reaches back and gives Brook a generous slap on the ass, telling her to giddyup. Adriana rides her across the burning beach, letting the sand work into her palms and knees. Forcing Kelly into the surf, Lima drives her out until the water is up to her elbows. Waves are crashing across her face, stinging her eyes with salt water and setting her sputtering as she gasps open-mouthed from exertion. Rising up in the stirrups, Adriana drives her butt down into the seat, sending Kelly sprawling forward limbs akimbo. It’s unexpected, pitching LIMA forward into the surf. She chooses to be magnanimous, slicking back her hair, then flipping Kelly onto her back to plant a contemptuous kiss on her forehead. Rising to her feet, she makes her way back to ringside, disdaining the proffered towel as attendants rush to reclaim the Body Saddle. JKO 1-3 Lookout 3-2 O&E 3-2
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Post by oddmanout on Jun 22, 2024 11:48:52 GMT -6
Gemma Atkinson vs Kate Upton
  (Lookout Atlantic Boxing vs Jeri's Knockouts) Posted by OddManOut/Sim results on May 5, 2013, 6:10 pm Before: “Hard to fathom,” Buxom Brit Gemma critiques, “I sent a fighter 10 years older than me back to them in pieces, so they bring out a fighter 10 years younger? They think a fighter without class, experience, or skill is going to be such a wrench that I won’t be able to compete? I just don’t get it.” “I idolized Cat Bell growing up, and you have to respect what Lima & Theron have accomplished,” Kate philosophical as she contemplates her 10th fight. “But this tramp is the sort of girl who gives big-jug power fighters a bad name. She comes tromping in all big & dumb and does as much thinking as a mechanical bull. If she found herself in the spot I was in during that first half at the Ice Hotel, she never would have made it out of the ropes, never mind taking the round.” Atkinson coming off massive upset win over Ali Landry, Upton came up JUST short in fight of the year (FOTY) candidate at the Ice Hotel. High pressure fight, Gemma in a position to give the overall win to her new stable, while Kate can keep JKO in the running to spoil things to gut out a draw. Only all-blonde fight of the stable war, and corners add to the picture, with Jeri Ryan resuming her duties in the JKO corner, while Yvonne Strahovski takes over the Lookout! corner for her transoceanic sister. Hard to believe, but this is the 2 time SI cover girls beach debut, Upton unveils a baby-blue bikini with white polka dots & pink ruffled trim, SOAKED hair collected into a tight skullcap, white gloves. Gemma in a triangle-cut bikini with white & navy horizontal stripes, loose hair wet & tangly, black gloves. R1: Clubbing series of blows about the head and shoulders drive Gemma ropeside. she sets up face-in-gloves, leaning back into ropes. Compact front presented by Atkinson, tough job for Upton to beat at it, pound at those biceps, pull at the wrists. Kate softening Gemma up with wide right hands to ear, trying to loosen up the guard. Whenever she can disorganize the Brit's front, Upton hammers her rack getting at Atkinson with chopping, plowing punches, then struggling to keep Gemma from covering up again. Atkinson laying back, absorbing punishment, not even nuisance touches from Gemma as Kate takes the round bell to bell. R2: Gemma gambles an overhand right upside Kate’s head, Upton staggers back, turns her torso into a tight hook across the temple coming in. Atkinson sent stumbling to her left, smites Kate a rising right to the body as Upton's storming in, then both girls trade whacking hooks to jug, sending each other backpedaling. Regrouping with snarls and winces the buxom Brit plows back in, Kate absorbing another overhand right to her head in order to score with a right uppercut to Gemma's chin. They fall in together, heads in close, Upton with her left hand pressing on Atkinson’s shoulder. Bruising inside slugging results: Kate slamming uppercuts through the middle, turning into followup hooks. Gemma answering in kind with plenty of forearms and shoulders employed as they scrap away in a phone booth. Upton brawls Gemma to ropes, Atkinson's able to grapple up and reverse. Gorgeous licks back and forth as big girls swing reverse along the ropes, but Kate with a guiding hand on Gemma's shoulder or behind her head manages to maintain initiative throughout. In the Lookout! corner, Yvonne discussing strategy with Gemma in the corner, giving her some encouragement and helping her to focus against American sensation Upton. R3: Lusty exchange of lefts and rights midring goes Kate’s way, she lands righty on the button to unhinge Gemma’s knees! Atkinson stepping in fence post holes, Upton beating the breath from Kate as she bulls Gemma to ropes. ATKINSON GOES DOWN! Thudding bombardment beats Gemma to her knees. Kate looming over her foe, before turning away with a contemptuous flirt of her rump. Atkinson beats the count wretched, swaying, digs in at ropes, covers up face-in-gloves. Upton strides across the ring, squares away, heaves home a barrage of lefts and rights that walks up the Brit’s body and leaves Gemma open-mouthed in shock. Kate on Gemma jug-mugging to bell as she gets in there and absolutely ransacks her prey with fists/forearms/shoulders in tight. 3 rounds to love, Upton’s prancing back to her corner jugs a’jumpin. R4: Gemma bats her gloves eagerly coming out, which does little to halt Kate’s momentum as she hops into a shortened hook to jaw, that sends Atkinson staggering backwards again. Muscular demolition of Atkinson continues at ropes. Gemma in a variety of looks depending upon her hurt: earmuff, crossed arms, sluggish in the pocket, not moving her head much, just absorbing the shock. Kate’s squared up and busy, head lowered to Atkinson's shoulder, left jabs spanking the guard, then right & lefts thick about the belly reducing Gemma. Kate making liberal use of the uppercut in close with either hand, just muscling in punches between Atkinson mitts. Late in the round Upton starts working jug, really spanking the puppies whenever available. Gemma’s just sponging AGAIN, curvy legs holding her up. Ref in there quick at the bell, taking a good close look at Atkinson as she's cringing back to her stool. Yvonne is demonstrably less supportive this time around as she gives Gemma a well-deserved talking to as she does her best to be inspiring to Gemma, who is clearly not able to get any momentum tonight, for whatever reason. Reminding Gemma of her stirring performance over Ali Landry as Atkinson's eyes light up and perks up, though whether she can regain that form at this stage of the contest is up for debate. Yvonne focused and determined in her encouragement, hoping that translates into Gemma's performance in the ring. R5: Gemma’s visibly hurt now, lumbering rather than stepping out to trade with Kate. When Atkinson leans in with the right hand, Upton's feeling the power. British blonde having moments in bashing give and take where she's clearly getting the better of it. Trouble is, it's too easy to solve, Kate just steps out, steps back in, jabs the tummy, scoots away, scoots back in, pounds a straight right hand off Gemma's body, then walks around Atkinson's left flank as Gemma's grimacing. Atkinson's mouthwatering rack coming under increasing scrutiny from hard right hands. Big, banging blasts rock her bra, setting things all a-jiggle. She's stumbling about now, mouth open, wearing down under Kate's persistent wallop. R6: Gemma trying to cover up her growing desperation as she makes her way to midring chin up, legs strong, she plants and swings, Kate plants and swings, they SLAM away toe to toe. Girls falling into each other, gasping and whining as robust blows skid home at random. Upton beaten in stages to the ropes, starts tightening up her strokes and catching Atkinson with tidy left and right uppercuts on the chin. Now it's Gemma giving ground, breathing hard, she steps back, sets and both women step into thundering right hands to offending guts, powers shots leave both rattled, momentarily stunned by impact. Girls load up, trade right hands again to bellies, reload, jam away to jugs, snarling aggression as girls set curvy frames to lug right hands up and in. Atkinson's finally driven back as Upton gets the better of it and the Brit issues the fight's first clinches. Yvonne visibly angry in the corner as Gemma lays it all on the line, but still comes up short as the match is slipping away from her, if it isn't already. Sternly speaking to Gemma in the corner, she tries to support her stable sister from across the pond by encouraging her to finish strong and giving her some tips. However, the look in her eyes suggests that they don't feel they will be instrumental in securing a win at this stage of the contest. Yvonne appears to be less angry at Gemma and more at Lookout! executives for not finding a match for her in this stable war spectacular. R7 & 8: That was everything Gemma had left. Kate looking very professional. Doesn’t smother herself, doesn’t give Atkinson a chance to get back into the fight. Theron & Lima may have cured her of her habit of trying to win the fight with one punch, because she’s concentrating on putting together combinations. Gemma being used like a living heavy bag, Jeri’s actively calling out what she wants to see from Kate by the middle of the 7th. Curvy legs hold Atkinson up for the 7th, but she has to be hoisted off her stool for the 8th, and doesn’t make it out of the first minute as Upton records the KO8 in her most dominating win! After: Kate comes through in the clutch as JKO slams the door in the face of Lookout’s ambitions to take the overall victory. Exiting the ring first, she pulls Gemma under the ropes by the arms and dumps her headfirst on the sand, then gestures an invitation to join her at Ali Landry! Ali’s eyes widen a bit in surprise, but she joins her young rival on the open sand, bringing a towel to rest her taped fists on as she prepares to partake of Kate’s generosity. Meanwhile, Kate has locked eyes with a still soaking wet Adriana Lima, ambling by to rubberneck as she makes her leisurely way over to her waiting seat among the O&E fighters. JKO 2-3 Lookout! 3-3 O&E 3-2
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Post by oddmanout on Jun 22, 2024 11:50:44 GMT -6
Ali Landry vs Bar Refaeli
  (Jeri's Knockouts vcs Odds & Ends Fight Club) Posted by OddManOut/Sim results on May 5, 2013, 6:13 pm Before: “This is a major step up for me.” Bar admits. “I’ve never faced anyone with anything even close to Ali’s reputation,… which is well deserved” she adds perhaps a little too hastily. “This is a massive showing of confidence from my new stable, and I will do everything I can to justify it.” “I’ve got to say, this girl reminds me a lot of Jeri Ryan. And ANYBODY who knows ANYTHING, knows that is not something you want to hear me say.” Ali confident despite coming off a terrible 2012. “Seriously though, anybody with any doubts about my future just needs to look at this lineup. Adriana? Fighting Kelly. Yvonne? Working a corner, for God’s sake. Missy? Nowhere to be seen. They’re not willing to risk anybody who they need to keep bright & shiny for a possible title shot against me. No, they let the new girl with nothing to lose out against me. And I’m just going to have to take my frustrations out on her!” High stakes bout for both fighters. A Refeali win will complete the sweep, and give O&E the overall victory, while Landry is in an ideal position to play spoiler. In addition, each fighters interstable rival just put on a dominant performance in her bout, giving each woman a personal stake in the outcome. Pink bikini & gloves for Refeali, hair pulled back in a loose ponytail. Landry making her first appearance on the beach since ’06 in black bikini & gloves, hair loose & tangly. R1: Ali comes out tenative, jabbing at the belly and face, sidestepping, turning Bar as she sets up on the perimeter. Refaeli with her elbows in, hands up, trying to walk her girl down, jabbing with to get her distance. Neither fighter having things all her way, working their game plans to perfection as the round draws to a close… LANDRY GOES DOWN! Thunderclap right hand out of nowhere, Bar inching into range, then cracking Landry across the chin to drop the Hall-of-Famer to her back. Ali wide-eyed, but she beats the count. Refaeli closing to capitalize, but bell sounds before either fighter can come up with anything concrete. R2: Once is luck, twice is a gameplan: Refaeli’s picked up a neat little trick. Once again, she uses the jab and her legs to set up a rhythm that Ali finds comfortable, then kicks into a higher gear late. Once again, Bar puts the hurt on Landry in the final minute of the round, piling her into the ropes for a sustained beat down that may be worse than the previous knockdown, whatever the scorecards may say. Blonde pushing off her prey, all smiles as she jogs to her corner. R3: Ali quick-stepping to midring, the Pageant Princess in all her glory once again as she doubles up the jab to Bar’s body and face, steering her blonde early. Refaeli parrying the stick with an open right hand, snapping the occasional left jab to Landry's chest. ALI steps up the pace late this time, separates late with some humming right hands. Landry letting the youngster get under her skin a little, gets in Refaeli’s face after the bell, “Not so much fun when it happens to you, isn’t it?” Bar pushes her out of her way, brings the ref in hot. R4: Bar in pursuit, Ali circling in either direction, boxing for all she's worth. Jabs licking back-and-forth, but Refaeli’s getting the worst of it, unable to evade Landry's sneaky lead rights. Bar’s able to come inside late with hooks to Ali's ribcage, keeping up the attrition as she plays a long game. Veteran ties her blonde up smart, hanging on to the head and right elbow forcing the break, denies Refaeli the sustained beat down she needs to break down Landry‘s famously rugged chassis. A cagey round of uptempo pageant boxing and Ali’s taken two in a row, and done it with style. R5: Bracing jabs disrupt Ali, thick heavy left hands bashing her out of her stance. Bar’s follow-up right cross lands squarely below her left eye, putting her wobbly-butt. Landry’s reeling, not answering back as she switches fully over to the evasive. Refaeli finally corrals Ali on the ropes and lays siege. Pageant princess covers up, turning from side to side as she tries to block and slip blonde’s punches, but she’s still getting buffeted time and again leaving her unable to get off with punches of her own. Bar’s unhurried, not smothering herself by coming in too close against the strands, she’s taking her time, showing good form as she has her way and treats Ali like her own personal heavy bag as she bangs out the shutout. R6: Bar with her elbows in, hands up, just squaring up, walking her girl down, trying to jab with and get her distance. Blonde turning into meanspirited right uppercuts as she closes, twisting the other way to lash her hook across Ali's waist, then extending the left elbow to prop her up for more. LANDRY GOES WOBBLY BUTT! Vicious trading sees brunette legs suddenly give way, Ali trying to tie up but Bar fights through it! Refaeli really biting into Landry's body with that hook, doubling it up to the jugs, then cleaning up on the mouth with right uppercuts and LANDRY IS DOWN! Ali takes a knee to get out of her predicament, forcing her blonde nemesis to back off. Bar wades in after 8 and SAVAGES Landry along the ropes, the brunette sliding to her right, blonde stepping with and lashing away lanky rights and lefts. Ali forced to swallow back-to-back shutouts, and she’s looking down into an ever-yawning gap between herself and her fresh-as-a-daisy opponent. R7: Bar marches straight across the ring at the bell, determined to apply the finishing touches, spitting out the jab then stepping into another right hook. Landry’s a bit spooked by the right hand as she retreats, allowing blonde to cut off more and more of the ring successively. Bar impatient in pursuit, unable to pin Ali down who stays well out of range or bogs her down in clinches before she can unload. Finally, Landry slides back to the ropes, Refaeli starts to jab and Ali times it perfectly, landing a short right to the jaw inside her blonde’s left. Bar turns for a right hook but Landry ducks and slips off the ropes, comes out of the crouch with a left hook to the chin AND REFALI IS DOWN! Bar drops to her butt, wide-eyed in shock before scrambling back to her feet. Now it’s Ali in pursuit, bouncing mitts off meat as Bar reels back, trying to push the suddenly surging brunette back to arms length with a don‘t-hurt-me jab. Landry ducks low comes up with a SNUG little uppercut to solar plexus. Refaeli bunches up, stops short. Ali tosses a short right clean across Bar's chin, stepping forward as Refaeli's tottering backward AND BLONDE GIRL’S DOWN AGAIN! Bar makes it off the canvas as Ali’s all grins on her way to the neutral corner. On comes Ali, big and brawny, palming her girl's bronzed shoulders back, setting up wide and HAMMERING AWAY! Nothing cute, she stands her blonde up and beats her senseless with artless lefts and rights to chin and jugs. Refaeli goes down for the third time, and this time she doesn’t get up. Classic Ali, pouncing on opportunity to pull out the KO7 in a fight that was getting away from her. After: Veteran craft forces all on-lookers into a standing ovation, however grudging, as Landry’s victory secures a three-way DRAW! Ali drops to her knees next to the still-prostrate Bar and rolls her onto her back. As she straddles the blonde, she notices Kate Upton preparing to climb through the ropes… JKO 3-3 Lookout! 3-3 O&E 3-3
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Post by countrymouse on Jun 22, 2024 15:41:02 GMT -6
Awesome! Thank you for reposting these.
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