Post by Lookout! Boxing on Mar 3, 2018 0:37:24 GMT -6
Taylor Swift versus Candice Swanapoel
(Words: Empire / Results: Lookout!)
Before: The battle for lean blonde supremacy continues as Taylor Swift meets Candice Swanepoel in a lightweight bout. Both girls seeking to prove they belong at the top of the list of a talent studded division. Candice far more experienced than Taylor, but in a rut over the past couple years. Taylor preparing for a tough end of summer schedule, names like Kaley Cuoco and Blake Lively frequenly mentioned as future opponents. Swanepoel searching for an A list scalp, eager to resurrect her career with a huge win. In the lead up to the bout the media has a field day, measuring the height of both ladies and egging them into engaging in a pre fight test of leg strength. Swanepoel more than holding her own by all accounts, barely losing after a grueling seven minute stalemate, barely nudged beyond the neutral point and missing the deciding marker by a half inch at the ten count. Candice out first escorted by Virginia Madsen, she disrobes to reveal a golden bikini, marching gloves, long blonde hair swept back into a ponytail. Taylor out next escorted by Cameron Diaz. Cammie doubling down on training sessions with Swift, no doubt due to the brutal beating she received from Candice in 2010, Diaz barely taking that one. Taylor disrobes to reveal a lemon yellow bikini, matching gloves and boots, short blonde hair loose framing her face. Ladies staring holes through one another during the refs instructions, slamming their mitts together as they return to their corners for the opening bell.
R1: Lean blondes circling, legs on full display as they pump rapid jabs off raised guards before legging away from harm, Taylor bending at the waist, evading Candice's arching hooks to the body, jerking to her left as she snaps a quick hook off toned model bely, Swany grunting, taking a step back as Swift works her way forward, slapping quick jabs off Candice's mitts before stooping to pound rapid rights off Swanepoel's belly. Candice snarling, rushing forward and wrapping her arms around Taylor's upper back, struggling to body her foe away and spin off the ropes, freeing her right as she snaps a pair of high hooks off Swift's guard before the ref pries them apart at the bell.
R2: Candice jawing with Taylor as the second begins, showing off as she bends away from Swift's jabs, ducking beneath a left hook and slapping a straight left off Taylor's belly. Swift staggering backwards as Candice storms forward, songstress covering up as the South African stunner lights her up, pulling a seething Swanepoel forward in a clinch, Candice shoving Taylor off just as the ref moves in to separate them, barely missing with a booming right hand as Taylor places a left jab on her chin, narrowly missing Swanepoel's off balance right jab and slamming a trio of palm down hooks just beneath her right elbow. Candice grimacing as she twists away in retreat, herded around the ring as she drops her right to protect her aching core, Taylor in pursuit, moving her hands to keep Swanepoel off balance and peppering her as she spins off the ropes. Candice firming in the final seconds, snapping Taylor's head back with a right hook off the ropes, loading up on a left just as the bell sounds to end the second.
R3: Taylor out behind that picturesque jab, batting out quick flurries before going to the body with hooks and disengaging. Swanepoel covering up, weaving in the pocket as she searches for Swift's chin, giving up canvas as the leggy blondes circle midring. Swift working in short uppercuts and high hooks as they make their way to the ropes, stooping to pop a pair of left hooks off Swanie's exposed belly button. Candice seething, crying out as she ducks beneath a left hook, slamming a counter right off Swift's chin, bracing against the ropes as Tay staggers forward, Swanepoel fighting on autopilot, throwing a storm of hateful leather with her back against the strands, having her way while a stunned Swift coves up earmuff. Candice seeking retribution as she repays Tay's navel pounding with some lathering of her own, beating Swift's innie and abs like a subway bucket drum! Bell sounding to end a see saw third, sheer model aggression takes a clear Taylor round and earns Swanepoel a drawn round, Between rounds, Candice looking on from across the ring, eyes fixated on Taylor's quivering belly, nodding eagerly as her seconds instruct her to keep on her girl, batting her mitts together as she eagerly awaits the bell for the fourth.
R4: South African stunner showcasing her top notch fitness and newfound power, punishing a gun shy Taylor with a wrecking ball hook to the solar plexus, following up with a left hook off raised mitts as Swift backpeddles stricken, Swany grinning as she pumps out rapid jabs, bouncing leather off Tay's forehead and mitts before finishing up with hooks just below the elbows, crowd split between groaning in sympathy and cheering for a surging Swanepoel, Candice's chiseled body on full display as her abs ripple and biceps flex as she breaks down her girl, it's all too much! Taylor takes a knee, bowing her head as she tries to shake off the hurt. Swift rising just after the count hits eight, setting up at the ropes as Swany wades back in, letting her hands fly as an exhausted Taylor sponges up hurt, barely kept up by the second strand. At the bell both girls are utterly exhausted, Taylor struggling to breathe after savage bodywork forces her to struggle for air, Candice taking on water furiously, brunette dumping all of her reserves on a closing run for glory. Both girls need assistance to rise for the fifth as the official looks on.
R5: Taylor slowly works her way midring, covering up earmuff, beaten ragged in the fourth, Swany slowly working her way forward, mitts at her cheeks, lean beauties exchanging half hearted jabs as the ref bellows "box", trading for about a minute before falling into a clinch, Swift leaning down, mouth open on Candice's shoulder, Swany nearly toppled over by the extra weight, somehow fitting a pair of slapping hooks off Tay's belly to win a moist moan from her foe, ref forced to pull the pair apart, sternly ordering both girls to fight before he calls for a no contest, Swift reluctantly making her way forward, popping a pair of jabs off Candice's raised guard before barely dodging a sloppy counter hook, responding with a left hook to the navel that drops an agonized model to the canvas! Swanepoel makes it up at nine, shaking off the official as she sets up at the ropes, Taylor gingerly making her way forward just as the bell sounds to end the seventh. Songstress barely stealing a lackluster round, taking a two point lead into the sixth. Both corners desperately trying to revitalize their girl, heads lolling as exhausted vixens dig deep to find a way to rise for the bell.
R6: Taylor gassed out, mouth breathing as she rises for the sixth, proving an easy target for a well rested Candice who takes advantage of Swifts reluctance to punch and gets her hips into relentless hooks to the body further sapping Taylor's reserves. Swanepoel grinning as she out legs her foe, cutting off her attempts to escape and punishing her along the ropes. Swift covering up, leaning into the cables as Candice slings an overhand right that slaps Taylor's mouthpiece out of her mouth, Swift's hands lower to her chin, eyes glazed over as Candice swivels her head with a left hook and drops the American face first to the canvas. Taylor an absolute wreck on the canvas, getting to a knee at five before collapsing to her side, getting back to a knee and planting her left mitt at eight... head bowed as she tries to shake off the hurt... bell! Candice raising her mitts in triumph thinking she's won, kicking the sand in frustration once she's informed the round had ended before the count of ten. Cameron rushing forward to help her girl as Swanepoel stares from across the ring, South African beauty opting to stand and survey the damage to her foe rather than sit, towering over Taylor with a fire blazing in her eyes!
R7: Tay taking the last rounds punishment bravely, desperately tying up around Swanie's neck, draping herself over Candice's shoulders as the model elbows her in the chest sending Swift staggering into the cables, bracing against the top rope to stay upright, out on her feet as her foe storms forward, Candice snapping a trio of unanswered jabs off Tay's guard, helping herself to blonde belly as Swift swoons against the ropes, letting both hands fly as the crowd goes ballistic, cameras flashing as fans and foes alike try to capture a savage moment in the ring, Tay sliding along the ropes on autopilot, leaning her face over the cables as she keeps her left at her ear, right at her body, gutted by a left hook to the body as she takes a knee! Swanie roaring, nodding as she makes her way to the neutral corner, shocked when Swift makes it up at nine. Tay setting up at the ropes, head snapped side to side as Candice's hooks loop around her shoddy guard, head sagging into her chest as ... BELL! Tay saved from further abuse as time... wait! The round's over, but Swanie is lost in the moment, slamming a blizzard of hooks off Taylor's breasts, songstresses mitts dropping to her chest, tears streaming down her face as Swanepoel needles her just below the left eye with a pair of jabs, Tay blubbering, whining as she wails "no more, bell!" Candice thinking she's won, in pure shock when the official roars in her face as he pulls her away, threatening a disqualification if it happens again, Supermodel helping herself to an extra ten seconds of stricken singer as Diaz screams at the official from the Empire corner, Swift afforded a few extra moments to recover as Jaime tries to restore her fighting pride. Swanepoel roaring into the lead after another savage round!
R8: Candice a little punched out after an all or nothing siege of Taylor in the seventh, however the South African stunner is up before the bell, slamming her mitts together as she works her way midring. Swift in need of a push to rise, setting up behind a rickety guard at the ropes. Swanepoel cruelly mocking her foes plight, gracefully gliding in the pocket as she slaps punches off Taylor's guard and flanks, punishing Tay with stinging jabs when she tries to counter, Candice surging with confidence, leaning in to smother Swift as the crowd roars, tight butt on full display, legs rippling as she compresses Tay against the strands, settling in check to cheek with her foe as she slaps away at her core with her right. Swanepoel whispering in Taylor's ear, tears welling in the singers eyes, slowly turning to rage as she wriggles her right free and uses it to pry Candice off, head snapped to the left by a follow up hook by the model, just missing certain destruction by another right, teeth clenched as she responds with a left hook that detonates on Candice's chin, VS covergirls left sailing above her head as she staggers backwards a few steps before collapsing to the canvas! Swift taking a seat on the second strand, staring bleakly as the ref begins to count, Swanie shaking off the cobwebs at seven, getting to her knees at nine before collapsing back over as she tries to plant her left mitt to rise, wailing as the count hits ten! KO 8 Taylor Swift!
After: Both corners rushing to extract their girls, savage non stop action potentially the most brutal for either girl thus far, Tay arguably worse for wear than her encounter with Rihanna. Swift praising her foes heart, taking the high road as she fails to mention the extra time in the sixth. Candice devastated, she had her girl on the brink but failed to close her out, later requesting a rematch through her handlers. Tay in for one heck of a year ahead if battles like this are any indication!
(Words: Empire / Results: Lookout!)
Before: The battle for lean blonde supremacy continues as Taylor Swift meets Candice Swanepoel in a lightweight bout. Both girls seeking to prove they belong at the top of the list of a talent studded division. Candice far more experienced than Taylor, but in a rut over the past couple years. Taylor preparing for a tough end of summer schedule, names like Kaley Cuoco and Blake Lively frequenly mentioned as future opponents. Swanepoel searching for an A list scalp, eager to resurrect her career with a huge win. In the lead up to the bout the media has a field day, measuring the height of both ladies and egging them into engaging in a pre fight test of leg strength. Swanepoel more than holding her own by all accounts, barely losing after a grueling seven minute stalemate, barely nudged beyond the neutral point and missing the deciding marker by a half inch at the ten count. Candice out first escorted by Virginia Madsen, she disrobes to reveal a golden bikini, marching gloves, long blonde hair swept back into a ponytail. Taylor out next escorted by Cameron Diaz. Cammie doubling down on training sessions with Swift, no doubt due to the brutal beating she received from Candice in 2010, Diaz barely taking that one. Taylor disrobes to reveal a lemon yellow bikini, matching gloves and boots, short blonde hair loose framing her face. Ladies staring holes through one another during the refs instructions, slamming their mitts together as they return to their corners for the opening bell.
R1: Lean blondes circling, legs on full display as they pump rapid jabs off raised guards before legging away from harm, Taylor bending at the waist, evading Candice's arching hooks to the body, jerking to her left as she snaps a quick hook off toned model bely, Swany grunting, taking a step back as Swift works her way forward, slapping quick jabs off Candice's mitts before stooping to pound rapid rights off Swanepoel's belly. Candice snarling, rushing forward and wrapping her arms around Taylor's upper back, struggling to body her foe away and spin off the ropes, freeing her right as she snaps a pair of high hooks off Swift's guard before the ref pries them apart at the bell.
R2: Candice jawing with Taylor as the second begins, showing off as she bends away from Swift's jabs, ducking beneath a left hook and slapping a straight left off Taylor's belly. Swift staggering backwards as Candice storms forward, songstress covering up as the South African stunner lights her up, pulling a seething Swanepoel forward in a clinch, Candice shoving Taylor off just as the ref moves in to separate them, barely missing with a booming right hand as Taylor places a left jab on her chin, narrowly missing Swanepoel's off balance right jab and slamming a trio of palm down hooks just beneath her right elbow. Candice grimacing as she twists away in retreat, herded around the ring as she drops her right to protect her aching core, Taylor in pursuit, moving her hands to keep Swanepoel off balance and peppering her as she spins off the ropes. Candice firming in the final seconds, snapping Taylor's head back with a right hook off the ropes, loading up on a left just as the bell sounds to end the second.
R3: Taylor out behind that picturesque jab, batting out quick flurries before going to the body with hooks and disengaging. Swanepoel covering up, weaving in the pocket as she searches for Swift's chin, giving up canvas as the leggy blondes circle midring. Swift working in short uppercuts and high hooks as they make their way to the ropes, stooping to pop a pair of left hooks off Swanie's exposed belly button. Candice seething, crying out as she ducks beneath a left hook, slamming a counter right off Swift's chin, bracing against the ropes as Tay staggers forward, Swanepoel fighting on autopilot, throwing a storm of hateful leather with her back against the strands, having her way while a stunned Swift coves up earmuff. Candice seeking retribution as she repays Tay's navel pounding with some lathering of her own, beating Swift's innie and abs like a subway bucket drum! Bell sounding to end a see saw third, sheer model aggression takes a clear Taylor round and earns Swanepoel a drawn round, Between rounds, Candice looking on from across the ring, eyes fixated on Taylor's quivering belly, nodding eagerly as her seconds instruct her to keep on her girl, batting her mitts together as she eagerly awaits the bell for the fourth.
R4: South African stunner showcasing her top notch fitness and newfound power, punishing a gun shy Taylor with a wrecking ball hook to the solar plexus, following up with a left hook off raised mitts as Swift backpeddles stricken, Swany grinning as she pumps out rapid jabs, bouncing leather off Tay's forehead and mitts before finishing up with hooks just below the elbows, crowd split between groaning in sympathy and cheering for a surging Swanepoel, Candice's chiseled body on full display as her abs ripple and biceps flex as she breaks down her girl, it's all too much! Taylor takes a knee, bowing her head as she tries to shake off the hurt. Swift rising just after the count hits eight, setting up at the ropes as Swany wades back in, letting her hands fly as an exhausted Taylor sponges up hurt, barely kept up by the second strand. At the bell both girls are utterly exhausted, Taylor struggling to breathe after savage bodywork forces her to struggle for air, Candice taking on water furiously, brunette dumping all of her reserves on a closing run for glory. Both girls need assistance to rise for the fifth as the official looks on.
R5: Taylor slowly works her way midring, covering up earmuff, beaten ragged in the fourth, Swany slowly working her way forward, mitts at her cheeks, lean beauties exchanging half hearted jabs as the ref bellows "box", trading for about a minute before falling into a clinch, Swift leaning down, mouth open on Candice's shoulder, Swany nearly toppled over by the extra weight, somehow fitting a pair of slapping hooks off Tay's belly to win a moist moan from her foe, ref forced to pull the pair apart, sternly ordering both girls to fight before he calls for a no contest, Swift reluctantly making her way forward, popping a pair of jabs off Candice's raised guard before barely dodging a sloppy counter hook, responding with a left hook to the navel that drops an agonized model to the canvas! Swanepoel makes it up at nine, shaking off the official as she sets up at the ropes, Taylor gingerly making her way forward just as the bell sounds to end the seventh. Songstress barely stealing a lackluster round, taking a two point lead into the sixth. Both corners desperately trying to revitalize their girl, heads lolling as exhausted vixens dig deep to find a way to rise for the bell.
R6: Taylor gassed out, mouth breathing as she rises for the sixth, proving an easy target for a well rested Candice who takes advantage of Swifts reluctance to punch and gets her hips into relentless hooks to the body further sapping Taylor's reserves. Swanepoel grinning as she out legs her foe, cutting off her attempts to escape and punishing her along the ropes. Swift covering up, leaning into the cables as Candice slings an overhand right that slaps Taylor's mouthpiece out of her mouth, Swift's hands lower to her chin, eyes glazed over as Candice swivels her head with a left hook and drops the American face first to the canvas. Taylor an absolute wreck on the canvas, getting to a knee at five before collapsing to her side, getting back to a knee and planting her left mitt at eight... head bowed as she tries to shake off the hurt... bell! Candice raising her mitts in triumph thinking she's won, kicking the sand in frustration once she's informed the round had ended before the count of ten. Cameron rushing forward to help her girl as Swanepoel stares from across the ring, South African beauty opting to stand and survey the damage to her foe rather than sit, towering over Taylor with a fire blazing in her eyes!
R7: Tay taking the last rounds punishment bravely, desperately tying up around Swanie's neck, draping herself over Candice's shoulders as the model elbows her in the chest sending Swift staggering into the cables, bracing against the top rope to stay upright, out on her feet as her foe storms forward, Candice snapping a trio of unanswered jabs off Tay's guard, helping herself to blonde belly as Swift swoons against the ropes, letting both hands fly as the crowd goes ballistic, cameras flashing as fans and foes alike try to capture a savage moment in the ring, Tay sliding along the ropes on autopilot, leaning her face over the cables as she keeps her left at her ear, right at her body, gutted by a left hook to the body as she takes a knee! Swanie roaring, nodding as she makes her way to the neutral corner, shocked when Swift makes it up at nine. Tay setting up at the ropes, head snapped side to side as Candice's hooks loop around her shoddy guard, head sagging into her chest as ... BELL! Tay saved from further abuse as time... wait! The round's over, but Swanie is lost in the moment, slamming a blizzard of hooks off Taylor's breasts, songstresses mitts dropping to her chest, tears streaming down her face as Swanepoel needles her just below the left eye with a pair of jabs, Tay blubbering, whining as she wails "no more, bell!" Candice thinking she's won, in pure shock when the official roars in her face as he pulls her away, threatening a disqualification if it happens again, Supermodel helping herself to an extra ten seconds of stricken singer as Diaz screams at the official from the Empire corner, Swift afforded a few extra moments to recover as Jaime tries to restore her fighting pride. Swanepoel roaring into the lead after another savage round!
R8: Candice a little punched out after an all or nothing siege of Taylor in the seventh, however the South African stunner is up before the bell, slamming her mitts together as she works her way midring. Swift in need of a push to rise, setting up behind a rickety guard at the ropes. Swanepoel cruelly mocking her foes plight, gracefully gliding in the pocket as she slaps punches off Taylor's guard and flanks, punishing Tay with stinging jabs when she tries to counter, Candice surging with confidence, leaning in to smother Swift as the crowd roars, tight butt on full display, legs rippling as she compresses Tay against the strands, settling in check to cheek with her foe as she slaps away at her core with her right. Swanepoel whispering in Taylor's ear, tears welling in the singers eyes, slowly turning to rage as she wriggles her right free and uses it to pry Candice off, head snapped to the left by a follow up hook by the model, just missing certain destruction by another right, teeth clenched as she responds with a left hook that detonates on Candice's chin, VS covergirls left sailing above her head as she staggers backwards a few steps before collapsing to the canvas! Swift taking a seat on the second strand, staring bleakly as the ref begins to count, Swanie shaking off the cobwebs at seven, getting to her knees at nine before collapsing back over as she tries to plant her left mitt to rise, wailing as the count hits ten! KO 8 Taylor Swift!
After: Both corners rushing to extract their girls, savage non stop action potentially the most brutal for either girl thus far, Tay arguably worse for wear than her encounter with Rihanna. Swift praising her foes heart, taking the high road as she fails to mention the extra time in the sixth. Candice devastated, she had her girl on the brink but failed to close her out, later requesting a rematch through her handlers. Tay in for one heck of a year ahead if battles like this are any indication!
