Post by Lookout! Boxing on Jun 29, 2018 23:17:24 GMT -6
CAMILLE KOSTEK (26 y/o, 5 ft 8, W: 1, L: 1) vs ANTJE UTGAARD (23 y/o, 5 ft 10, W: 12, L: 0)
(Results: Lookout!, Words: Bonzo)
Before: Wisconsin-born Antje Utgaard’s a welter with rare physical gifts – the 5’10’’, thick-legged model’s in possession of middleweight strength, and she’s taking it to the PPV limelight tonight. Utgaard’s unbeaten, but the quality of her opponents hasn’t always been beyond doubt, although she just beat former champion Moon Bloodgood in April. Kostek’s bringing blonde Sports Illustrated glamour to the table – she was successful in her debut against Courtney Tailor, but got shown her limits by Brooklyn Decker last month despite a bull-rush knockdown in the first. Important fight for both – pre-fight both girls cast the other as “very beatable” – for Kostek, a win over Antje’s stubborn big-girl strength could project she’s ready for more, just as win for the more experienced Antje could see her explore other managed fighters in the top twenty, maybe even top ten range soon. “We admire the Bonzo brand at Front Street, they know how to form welters there,” Antje says. “But you know, compared to her peers, Camille’s looking a little light-ish. I will bring brutal, pounding strength against her body on fight night, and that’s not what swimsuit vacations with Rob Gronkowski will prepare a pretty blonde’s chassis for.” – Kostek responds…“Oh, she’s concerned about my stamina? That’s nice. Me? I just see flab on the girl. Thick thighs, pounding rights, she’s got ‘em all right, but that mid-section ain’t ready for my tummy-bustin’ hooks. Nope.” – Fight night sees Antje with a noticeable big-girl advantage of a couple inches and some solid extra poundage against Camille’s leaner frame – this is no limits welterweight.
R1: Antje strappin’ her blonde hooks…thiiiick, ample strokes tapping into Camille’s flanks, tummy, biceps early, her stance rock solid, but with enough nimbleness to make Kostek move her feet. Camille forms a regular position, circling clockwise, shoving straight-jabs when Utgaard’s in range. Antje’s left hand’s like an engine pumping hurt, chop, chop…she’s catching Kostek hard, clean across the body, driving up immense pressure on lithe blonde, making her turn, tack away. Some cue leaned-in, low-wattage right hands from blonde to answer when Antje feels too safe on the outside, her hands lowered…rights to neck, mouth, neck, mouth…but Utgaard proves a robust taker. Down the stretch, Antje projects farmer’s girl strength in the inside clinch – you can see Kostek’s squirmin’, writhin’, but generally she’s holding some ground as Utgaard’s physicality manifests. Antje collecting her points via first-punch aggression, especially after separation by ref…Camille’s not yet managing range via her legs, spending too much time in Antje’s punching zone, not making the bigger girl move. Highlights: some left hooks across blonde paunch, right hands battering into guard, stomping uppercuts searching for Kostek’s head…big-girl strap takes Antje into the lead here, but she’s not yet precise enough to get Camille into sober trouble. Bell – corner to Kostek: “Legs, Camille, legs…get more respect with counters…girl’s carryin’ weight, you need to make her move that weight!”
R2: Camille preempts with the jab now, bringing her legs into the game…and Utgaard walks into more solid poke. Kostek bobs ‘n weaves, carrying through fast hit-and-run attacks across Antje’s meaty flanks, then poking with her jabs und rising into ambitious uppercuts. A flurry of strokes hits Utgaard’s confident jawline, cheeks, though Antje’s big-legged power walks through the spurts all upright, badass, lunging back into heavy-fire lefts, rights detonating into air both sides of Camille’s head. Kostek’s doing a nice job of dictating range, movement via her quickstep legs here, doing enough damage with proper lefty shots to stay outta Antje’s alarming power zone. Utgaard powering herself out a bit – she’s very determined with the lights-out rights, the stiff haymakers, but it’s not working against Kostek’s cuter approach this round, all side-steps, all quick turns, all short, poky jabs. Kostek’s legginess in play – she’s forced to change from being the big girl against lightweight Brooklyn Decker last month into managing Utgaard’s voluptuousness by finesse. Camille’s round – thumpin’, jerkin’ body uppercuts belting upside Antje’s jugglin’ jugs…heavy, moist right hands between the mitts. Down the stretch, Kostek’s finally bringing her own power into solid play, as Utgaard’s a little dizzy from three stalking minutes…leaning into a shuttlin’, standin’ Antje, Camille’s right hook shock-and-awes the unexpecting Utgaard jaw in violent fashion, and at last THERE’S THE JIGGLE in Antje’s strong legs! Camille grins, leaning her shoulder inside against Utgaard’s wide frame with a bump as Antje totters into the clinch…blonde girl shoving ‘er straights to the paunch/ribs! Bell – Utgaard wide-eyed, perplexed as lighter, lither blonde proves her oomph…corner’s harsh to Antje in the break: “No foolin’ around, girl…you need to work the guard, too, use the right when the moment opens up!”
R3: Girls meet mid-ring…detonating uppercut off the right shoulder to Camille’s tits falters blonde in her forward motion…a right haymaker bashing into her guard/mouth has her baby-steppin’ away, forming earmuff stance…and Antje leans in big, rotating her belting power punches across Kostek’s frame. Utgaard’s wide back muscular, sweat sparkling, her mouth open in ass-kicking effort – it’s a drilling body work, guuuh, guuuh, her hooks jostling Camille’s shoulders, armpits. Kostek struggles to clinch, desperately tacking her head away from Antje’s short, shrugging inside left hooks to the jaw/cheeks. Utgaard’s loving the inside body work, looking bigger and stronger in the grasp as Kostek’s squirming to hold canvas. Grim, thumping battleground...ref’s forced to move into hot mess at various times, separating the girls. Mouths on shoulders, sloppy punches, some grappling…girls turn back on legs this round, just lots of short, brawling hips-to-hips big-girl punches. Utgaard’s left-handed hooks across the Kostek chest particularly gruesome, effective, as are the straight rights to the solar plexus. Down the stretch, Camille in “V” stance, her mouth opened in exhaustion, her legs struggling to carry her away, as Antje’s got her hands loose, ripping those thudding lefts and rights to the rack/guard, rack/guard in thick battery of punches, stalking a slowed-down Camille from confident, thick-legged stance. Kostek STAGGERS to corner at bell, eyes flickering in confusion…blonde girl is huuurrrt!
R4: Utgaard’s jab clocklike now…one punch, and she’s already got Kostek back-pedalling and it’s steady pinpoint aggression from there. Antje so smooth, natural, working from a firmly planted, thick yet loose-limbed stance, her upper torso darting forward into chopwork punches via the left, settling down viciously in Camille’s pretty face, gotcha, gotcha, gotcha. Kostek’s forced into tight configuration, elbows at tits, arms at skull, feet drifting off from Antje’s relentless throbbing! Badass work from Utgaard, bending in with all the considerable weight of her body, propping up Kostek via gruesome lefts until early second minute, CUE THE FRIGGIN’ COUNTER! On her heels, not in a good punching arithmetic at all, Camille slips incoming Antje the short righty uppercut from weird angle pitching beneath Utgaard’s jawline, and clips her the left-handed hook right back-back-to-back, bash-to-the-nose! Utgaard’s trunk-strong legs carry her out a-staggerin’, but she’s staring on in confusion, her hands supple at the waist, legs loose. Kostek steps to, leaning-with Utgaard’s torso to drive the looong left jab to Antje’s mouth, whup! Strong Utgaard sputters into the clinch in pain, now looking wobbly-butt! Camille determined, concentrated now – she forms her textbook stance, extending via the lefty again, whooping the Utgaard torso and rack with payback hooks on either side. Antje resorts to being the big-girl, grabbing around Kostek’s shoulders with authority just to take time off the clock…she spends rest of round in messy clinches, but at times she’s forced into unfamiliar earmuff stances as Camille’s lefty jab’s ripping ‘em towards her! Some rope scenes late, with Antje hanging in ‘em big, Kostek a step off of her, drilling her strongest lefts, rights into ribs, rack in angry, jug-bustin’ fashion! Bell sees a ruffled Utgaard stomp to own corner, her eyes seething with punch lust to get back at Camille next round as corner tries to calm her down.
R5: Poor Kostek…she’s forming her stance, feinting, working some good and proper jabs, even gets a couple thru Antje’s mitts, but, oh the aggression from Utgaard: the outstretched right plopping to Camille’s ear, the lefty double chopping to the blonde’s neck, the spearhead right into her rack! Camille’s punched onto back heels, but trades back gamely, mainly via the extended left, some counter rights…but Antje’s treating the blonde shabby in these exchanges, as those short sweeping rights batter into Kostek’s ribs/tits, those crooked left hooks distort the blonde’s face into a world of pain. AND THERE’S THE FRIGGIN’ RIGHT HAND! Utgaard stationed left of Kostek’s torso, peppering the lefties to Camille’s torso in chop, chop fashion to rack, then bends in via the sloshin’ overhead right…the blonde-bustin’ right hand connects with Camille’s temple, folding the blonde limp into ropes! Utgaard steps-to, wanting to hack away, but the ref wrestles her off (too) early…Kostek’s back duly hits ropes, but not stabilizing her, where she plummets to all fours, WHINING in pain. Antje wants the fight waved off, but the ref’s counting Kostek out…she’s a shabby, grim beauty at 2…3…4…propping up a knee, faltering…5…6…getting up, stabilizing via the ropes…7…8…she’s a-hopping, looking awake…she’s good to go, so says the ref! And Utgaard RAMS her these lefties, all pound, all bruise – faltering Camille’s body’s with every rib/tummy/rack-busting jerk! Clock ticking down…early third minute, Kostek still in earmuff or v stances, stalked relentlessly by Antje’s pounding lefty jab, clearly the punch of the night. Camille inches off enemy turnbuckle, legs so stiff…Utgaard wanders back into range, fists at mouth, torso thrusting left, right, pondering where to let ‘em rip…before, what the…, suddenly Camille’s catching her to the freakin’ skull! Cold-cock straight right off the shoulder, a pure beaut, and it’s tagging ALL of Utgaard’s unprotected forehead/left temple! Instant shutdown reaction: Antje’s eyes roll back, and there’s her powerful 5’10’’frame pitching forward onto her tummy with a roaring thuuuuudddd, her broad back motionless, her mighty buttocks still, her face now on the canvas near Camille’s feet! Crowd hovers in silent gasp before respective camps go apeshit: Kostek’s eyes widen in shock, as the adrenaline washes the tiredness away…soon she’s freaking out! She’s all a-chest poundin’ and yellin’ at Antje’s prone, floored frame… thunderclap finish gets her the unexpected KO5 Camille Kostek!
After: Utgaard such a physical sight, even downed…big brunette gets gently rolled onto her back, eyes flashing in confusion as careful team props up her upper torso, informs her of the outcome…she’s still a flabbergasted beauty on her stool, wobbly, pretty much unharmed except for the fateful cut above her left eye. “Told you, told you!” are Camille’s exuberant first words, she’s a pretty blonde in a world of happiness, overcoming experience and size disadvantages via a dramatic, lucky finish. Utgaard’s first professional loss a stinging, and unnecessary, disappointment, as her physicality had Kostek on the brink of destruction all night long…pundits unanimously agree, though, that Antje’s brutal lefty jab and thunder right do have the potential to wreak havoc at the weight. They also agree that her body getting outmatched by Antje’s physical stamina despite the Bonzo’s gym pedigree will be a problem for Kostek’s welter ambitions going forward, too.
(Results: Lookout!, Words: Bonzo)
Before: Wisconsin-born Antje Utgaard’s a welter with rare physical gifts – the 5’10’’, thick-legged model’s in possession of middleweight strength, and she’s taking it to the PPV limelight tonight. Utgaard’s unbeaten, but the quality of her opponents hasn’t always been beyond doubt, although she just beat former champion Moon Bloodgood in April. Kostek’s bringing blonde Sports Illustrated glamour to the table – she was successful in her debut against Courtney Tailor, but got shown her limits by Brooklyn Decker last month despite a bull-rush knockdown in the first. Important fight for both – pre-fight both girls cast the other as “very beatable” – for Kostek, a win over Antje’s stubborn big-girl strength could project she’s ready for more, just as win for the more experienced Antje could see her explore other managed fighters in the top twenty, maybe even top ten range soon. “We admire the Bonzo brand at Front Street, they know how to form welters there,” Antje says. “But you know, compared to her peers, Camille’s looking a little light-ish. I will bring brutal, pounding strength against her body on fight night, and that’s not what swimsuit vacations with Rob Gronkowski will prepare a pretty blonde’s chassis for.” – Kostek responds…“Oh, she’s concerned about my stamina? That’s nice. Me? I just see flab on the girl. Thick thighs, pounding rights, she’s got ‘em all right, but that mid-section ain’t ready for my tummy-bustin’ hooks. Nope.” – Fight night sees Antje with a noticeable big-girl advantage of a couple inches and some solid extra poundage against Camille’s leaner frame – this is no limits welterweight.
R1: Antje strappin’ her blonde hooks…thiiiick, ample strokes tapping into Camille’s flanks, tummy, biceps early, her stance rock solid, but with enough nimbleness to make Kostek move her feet. Camille forms a regular position, circling clockwise, shoving straight-jabs when Utgaard’s in range. Antje’s left hand’s like an engine pumping hurt, chop, chop…she’s catching Kostek hard, clean across the body, driving up immense pressure on lithe blonde, making her turn, tack away. Some cue leaned-in, low-wattage right hands from blonde to answer when Antje feels too safe on the outside, her hands lowered…rights to neck, mouth, neck, mouth…but Utgaard proves a robust taker. Down the stretch, Antje projects farmer’s girl strength in the inside clinch – you can see Kostek’s squirmin’, writhin’, but generally she’s holding some ground as Utgaard’s physicality manifests. Antje collecting her points via first-punch aggression, especially after separation by ref…Camille’s not yet managing range via her legs, spending too much time in Antje’s punching zone, not making the bigger girl move. Highlights: some left hooks across blonde paunch, right hands battering into guard, stomping uppercuts searching for Kostek’s head…big-girl strap takes Antje into the lead here, but she’s not yet precise enough to get Camille into sober trouble. Bell – corner to Kostek: “Legs, Camille, legs…get more respect with counters…girl’s carryin’ weight, you need to make her move that weight!”
R2: Camille preempts with the jab now, bringing her legs into the game…and Utgaard walks into more solid poke. Kostek bobs ‘n weaves, carrying through fast hit-and-run attacks across Antje’s meaty flanks, then poking with her jabs und rising into ambitious uppercuts. A flurry of strokes hits Utgaard’s confident jawline, cheeks, though Antje’s big-legged power walks through the spurts all upright, badass, lunging back into heavy-fire lefts, rights detonating into air both sides of Camille’s head. Kostek’s doing a nice job of dictating range, movement via her quickstep legs here, doing enough damage with proper lefty shots to stay outta Antje’s alarming power zone. Utgaard powering herself out a bit – she’s very determined with the lights-out rights, the stiff haymakers, but it’s not working against Kostek’s cuter approach this round, all side-steps, all quick turns, all short, poky jabs. Kostek’s legginess in play – she’s forced to change from being the big girl against lightweight Brooklyn Decker last month into managing Utgaard’s voluptuousness by finesse. Camille’s round – thumpin’, jerkin’ body uppercuts belting upside Antje’s jugglin’ jugs…heavy, moist right hands between the mitts. Down the stretch, Kostek’s finally bringing her own power into solid play, as Utgaard’s a little dizzy from three stalking minutes…leaning into a shuttlin’, standin’ Antje, Camille’s right hook shock-and-awes the unexpecting Utgaard jaw in violent fashion, and at last THERE’S THE JIGGLE in Antje’s strong legs! Camille grins, leaning her shoulder inside against Utgaard’s wide frame with a bump as Antje totters into the clinch…blonde girl shoving ‘er straights to the paunch/ribs! Bell – Utgaard wide-eyed, perplexed as lighter, lither blonde proves her oomph…corner’s harsh to Antje in the break: “No foolin’ around, girl…you need to work the guard, too, use the right when the moment opens up!”
R3: Girls meet mid-ring…detonating uppercut off the right shoulder to Camille’s tits falters blonde in her forward motion…a right haymaker bashing into her guard/mouth has her baby-steppin’ away, forming earmuff stance…and Antje leans in big, rotating her belting power punches across Kostek’s frame. Utgaard’s wide back muscular, sweat sparkling, her mouth open in ass-kicking effort – it’s a drilling body work, guuuh, guuuh, her hooks jostling Camille’s shoulders, armpits. Kostek struggles to clinch, desperately tacking her head away from Antje’s short, shrugging inside left hooks to the jaw/cheeks. Utgaard’s loving the inside body work, looking bigger and stronger in the grasp as Kostek’s squirming to hold canvas. Grim, thumping battleground...ref’s forced to move into hot mess at various times, separating the girls. Mouths on shoulders, sloppy punches, some grappling…girls turn back on legs this round, just lots of short, brawling hips-to-hips big-girl punches. Utgaard’s left-handed hooks across the Kostek chest particularly gruesome, effective, as are the straight rights to the solar plexus. Down the stretch, Camille in “V” stance, her mouth opened in exhaustion, her legs struggling to carry her away, as Antje’s got her hands loose, ripping those thudding lefts and rights to the rack/guard, rack/guard in thick battery of punches, stalking a slowed-down Camille from confident, thick-legged stance. Kostek STAGGERS to corner at bell, eyes flickering in confusion…blonde girl is huuurrrt!
R4: Utgaard’s jab clocklike now…one punch, and she’s already got Kostek back-pedalling and it’s steady pinpoint aggression from there. Antje so smooth, natural, working from a firmly planted, thick yet loose-limbed stance, her upper torso darting forward into chopwork punches via the left, settling down viciously in Camille’s pretty face, gotcha, gotcha, gotcha. Kostek’s forced into tight configuration, elbows at tits, arms at skull, feet drifting off from Antje’s relentless throbbing! Badass work from Utgaard, bending in with all the considerable weight of her body, propping up Kostek via gruesome lefts until early second minute, CUE THE FRIGGIN’ COUNTER! On her heels, not in a good punching arithmetic at all, Camille slips incoming Antje the short righty uppercut from weird angle pitching beneath Utgaard’s jawline, and clips her the left-handed hook right back-back-to-back, bash-to-the-nose! Utgaard’s trunk-strong legs carry her out a-staggerin’, but she’s staring on in confusion, her hands supple at the waist, legs loose. Kostek steps to, leaning-with Utgaard’s torso to drive the looong left jab to Antje’s mouth, whup! Strong Utgaard sputters into the clinch in pain, now looking wobbly-butt! Camille determined, concentrated now – she forms her textbook stance, extending via the lefty again, whooping the Utgaard torso and rack with payback hooks on either side. Antje resorts to being the big-girl, grabbing around Kostek’s shoulders with authority just to take time off the clock…she spends rest of round in messy clinches, but at times she’s forced into unfamiliar earmuff stances as Camille’s lefty jab’s ripping ‘em towards her! Some rope scenes late, with Antje hanging in ‘em big, Kostek a step off of her, drilling her strongest lefts, rights into ribs, rack in angry, jug-bustin’ fashion! Bell sees a ruffled Utgaard stomp to own corner, her eyes seething with punch lust to get back at Camille next round as corner tries to calm her down.
R5: Poor Kostek…she’s forming her stance, feinting, working some good and proper jabs, even gets a couple thru Antje’s mitts, but, oh the aggression from Utgaard: the outstretched right plopping to Camille’s ear, the lefty double chopping to the blonde’s neck, the spearhead right into her rack! Camille’s punched onto back heels, but trades back gamely, mainly via the extended left, some counter rights…but Antje’s treating the blonde shabby in these exchanges, as those short sweeping rights batter into Kostek’s ribs/tits, those crooked left hooks distort the blonde’s face into a world of pain. AND THERE’S THE FRIGGIN’ RIGHT HAND! Utgaard stationed left of Kostek’s torso, peppering the lefties to Camille’s torso in chop, chop fashion to rack, then bends in via the sloshin’ overhead right…the blonde-bustin’ right hand connects with Camille’s temple, folding the blonde limp into ropes! Utgaard steps-to, wanting to hack away, but the ref wrestles her off (too) early…Kostek’s back duly hits ropes, but not stabilizing her, where she plummets to all fours, WHINING in pain. Antje wants the fight waved off, but the ref’s counting Kostek out…she’s a shabby, grim beauty at 2…3…4…propping up a knee, faltering…5…6…getting up, stabilizing via the ropes…7…8…she’s a-hopping, looking awake…she’s good to go, so says the ref! And Utgaard RAMS her these lefties, all pound, all bruise – faltering Camille’s body’s with every rib/tummy/rack-busting jerk! Clock ticking down…early third minute, Kostek still in earmuff or v stances, stalked relentlessly by Antje’s pounding lefty jab, clearly the punch of the night. Camille inches off enemy turnbuckle, legs so stiff…Utgaard wanders back into range, fists at mouth, torso thrusting left, right, pondering where to let ‘em rip…before, what the…, suddenly Camille’s catching her to the freakin’ skull! Cold-cock straight right off the shoulder, a pure beaut, and it’s tagging ALL of Utgaard’s unprotected forehead/left temple! Instant shutdown reaction: Antje’s eyes roll back, and there’s her powerful 5’10’’frame pitching forward onto her tummy with a roaring thuuuuudddd, her broad back motionless, her mighty buttocks still, her face now on the canvas near Camille’s feet! Crowd hovers in silent gasp before respective camps go apeshit: Kostek’s eyes widen in shock, as the adrenaline washes the tiredness away…soon she’s freaking out! She’s all a-chest poundin’ and yellin’ at Antje’s prone, floored frame… thunderclap finish gets her the unexpected KO5 Camille Kostek!
After: Utgaard such a physical sight, even downed…big brunette gets gently rolled onto her back, eyes flashing in confusion as careful team props up her upper torso, informs her of the outcome…she’s still a flabbergasted beauty on her stool, wobbly, pretty much unharmed except for the fateful cut above her left eye. “Told you, told you!” are Camille’s exuberant first words, she’s a pretty blonde in a world of happiness, overcoming experience and size disadvantages via a dramatic, lucky finish. Utgaard’s first professional loss a stinging, and unnecessary, disappointment, as her physicality had Kostek on the brink of destruction all night long…pundits unanimously agree, though, that Antje’s brutal lefty jab and thunder right do have the potential to wreak havoc at the weight. They also agree that her body getting outmatched by Antje’s physical stamina despite the Bonzo’s gym pedigree will be a problem for Kostek’s welter ambitions going forward, too.