4. Co-Main Event: Jessica Alba vs Alice Eve (Bantamweight)
Jul 22, 2018 3:01:15 GMT -6
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Post by caspian on Jul 22, 2018 3:01:15 GMT -6
4. Co-Main Event: Jessica Alba vs Alice Eve (Bantamweight)
Jessica:
(37, 5’7, 52:63:4 FCBA, The Fighting Academy)
Alice:
(36, 5’5, 2:6 FCBA, Lookout! Atlantic Boxing)
BEFORE:
This fight's definitely going to be interesting... Many in the audience have lamented that Ms Alba has inconveniently dropped off the Hollywood radar ever since she’d decided to concentrate on starting a family. Certainly nothing wrong with that - just that many a hot-blooded teenager have sorely missed her sporadic screen presence dearly.
Tonight, she’s in competition with a relatively new minted icon, American viewers still coming to terms with the ample Alice Eve after she stripped down to almost nothing on *Star Trek: Into Darkness*. Was it gratuitous sexuality and completely unnecessary? You betcha. But tell that to Ms Eve as she struts down to the ring in almost exactly that same outfit, dark jade-blue bra and panties and a white shawl over her shoulders, to the chorus of rabid hoots of approval from you crowds.
“I’m excited to be here, of course. And going up against a legend like Jessica Alba herself… Phew! We’re about the same age and size, though I hear she’s never been in a JMD circle before,” Alice says with a suggestive wink whilst giving her chest a little shake for emphasis. “I think it’s going to be a great fight with two of us screen sirens going at it.”
Jessica Alba is next to emerge from backstage, certainly a sight for sore eyes in that iconic sea-blue bikini and bronzed tummy of hers back on full display, as though she hasn’t aged a single day. She struts down the ramp, purpose in each step, one hand on hip and noticeably NO smile on face. Later, by ringside, she gets a chance to respond to Eve’s comments.
“I was stopping myself from rolling my eyes backstage. She honestly thinks that we’re in the same league? Honey, you sold your body on screen just so Chris Pine could oogle you. Me? At least I wore a bikini cos’ I was in a bloody beach movie .”
Whatever goodwill left between these two girls now fully evaporated once they realise the sliver of respect was never there. Face to face at the podium and honestly Alice looks more upset than angry - both glaring at each other not knowing what else to expect later in the ring. Well, they’re about to find out. Last minute prep from both corners as referee asks them if they’re ready to brawl but it’s the fans who answer him with a definitive roar of approval. HERE we go with your Co-Main Event of the evening and ten rounds of Bantamweight action!
ROUND 1:
Both ladies closing distance early, feint jabbing at the other in order to gauge response times and test defences. Alice uncertain of Alba’s capabilities, takes a swing at her head early on but misses clear. Instead, Brit gets an early right hand of her own as it lands straight on her chest, drawing a squeal of outrage and smirk from the American! Alba means business, is the message she’s sending crystal clear. Ain’t no British bimbo’s gonna upstage her here. Alice retreating as though she agrees, guarding those precious assets with Jessica advancing and taking more shots at the body. Someone tell her this ain’t a JMDD contest, folks. But she doesn’t seem to care… not until Alice has had enough running away in the last minute, swings a hook right back into Jessica’s guard, the surprise blow stunning her briefly. That’s right: Eve still packing a punch, and Alba needs to be careful not to get caught in the spider’s web again.
ROUND 2:
Alba still spritely for her age, that toned body evidence enough as she strides forward confidently looking to pressure the Brit again. Alice having none of it this time, choosing to hold her ground and batter right back. Alba taking multiple straight hands to her tummy and even the chest, low grunting, before scoring a snap uppercut up into the blonde’s chin in the middle of that rapid exchange. UGH. Alice stunned, but STILL refusing to retreat... Brit covers up her head with both arms, then continues to CHUG AWAY down below, blasting Alba to body with hooks left and right in close quarters. Jessica’s short-lived victory blown to the wind just like that, finding herself getting wrecked as the body blows start to stack up. Alice driving her rival back into the ropes, continues the belly abuse, left glove pumping in and out with dull meaty smacks, with Jessica up top helplessly shoving and swiping at her face, but it’s not much use as a deterrent... Referee coming in between both bodies still glued together at the bell, with Alba huffing and heaving, and grateful for the respite, but Eve the one walking away with the victory this round, knowing that her foe doesn’t brawl very well in close quarters.
ROUND 3:
“Come on, sweetie…” Alice smiling with venom as she gestures at Alba with both gloves. True colours revealed in an instant, as Alba warily circling in, jabbing at the head, but Alice covering up and deflecting nicely, all the while goading her to make another mistake. The Brit’s biding her time, like a predator ready to pounce, and that moment comes in the second minute: Alba lunging forward with a flurry at the body, chest, then at Eve’s head, but her punches lacking any sting... Alice simply absorbing the barrage, then ROTATES THE HEAD BACK with a nasty hook sailing in from the side! UGGHHH!! Alba gurgling as she’s spun around on the spot, her arms and legs flailing madly into the ropes. She crashes down to the canvas on her knees, chin resting on the middle rope in the distance, eyes, eyes fluttering above her gaping mouth. The f*cking hell what was that?!
Referee doing his job, counting Alba out, with Eve herself just standing still and staring, her own chest heaving in and out in wonder. Only when the ref hits the 10-count does she raise a hand squarely in victory. DOMINANT display of power from Alice Eve as she takes this iconic win back home with her tonight!
Official Decision: Alice Eve defeats Jessica Alba via KO3!
AFTER:
Eve parading around with a light strut, showing off her assets. Jessica still hanging onto the ropes, knees wobbly as she struggles to stand. Alice however with other plans, mounting the brunette’s back from behind her, and tugging on her disheveled hair from behind. Jessica emits a groan, being manhandled cheek to cheek. The Brit grins into her squeezed chin, then whispers something naughty with lips pressed into her ear. Alba not liking the sound of that, starts sneering and spitting back at her opponent, her face convulsed in rage. Eve not having it, however, quickly shoving her face back down to the canvas with a WHUMP, before posing with a foot stamped down into her bronzed tummy.
The Brit invasion continues tonight, ladies and gentlemen, with Alice Eve taking another impressive win over a classic American icon. Let’s see whether the rest of the evening’s kinder to our hometown hotties.
Jessica:
(37, 5’7, 52:63:4 FCBA, The Fighting Academy)
Alice:
(36, 5’5, 2:6 FCBA, Lookout! Atlantic Boxing)
BEFORE:
This fight's definitely going to be interesting... Many in the audience have lamented that Ms Alba has inconveniently dropped off the Hollywood radar ever since she’d decided to concentrate on starting a family. Certainly nothing wrong with that - just that many a hot-blooded teenager have sorely missed her sporadic screen presence dearly.
Tonight, she’s in competition with a relatively new minted icon, American viewers still coming to terms with the ample Alice Eve after she stripped down to almost nothing on *Star Trek: Into Darkness*. Was it gratuitous sexuality and completely unnecessary? You betcha. But tell that to Ms Eve as she struts down to the ring in almost exactly that same outfit, dark jade-blue bra and panties and a white shawl over her shoulders, to the chorus of rabid hoots of approval from you crowds.
“I’m excited to be here, of course. And going up against a legend like Jessica Alba herself… Phew! We’re about the same age and size, though I hear she’s never been in a JMD circle before,” Alice says with a suggestive wink whilst giving her chest a little shake for emphasis. “I think it’s going to be a great fight with two of us screen sirens going at it.”
Jessica Alba is next to emerge from backstage, certainly a sight for sore eyes in that iconic sea-blue bikini and bronzed tummy of hers back on full display, as though she hasn’t aged a single day. She struts down the ramp, purpose in each step, one hand on hip and noticeably NO smile on face. Later, by ringside, she gets a chance to respond to Eve’s comments.
“I was stopping myself from rolling my eyes backstage. She honestly thinks that we’re in the same league? Honey, you sold your body on screen just so Chris Pine could oogle you. Me? At least I wore a bikini cos’ I was in a bloody beach movie .”
Whatever goodwill left between these two girls now fully evaporated once they realise the sliver of respect was never there. Face to face at the podium and honestly Alice looks more upset than angry - both glaring at each other not knowing what else to expect later in the ring. Well, they’re about to find out. Last minute prep from both corners as referee asks them if they’re ready to brawl but it’s the fans who answer him with a definitive roar of approval. HERE we go with your Co-Main Event of the evening and ten rounds of Bantamweight action!
ROUND 1:
Both ladies closing distance early, feint jabbing at the other in order to gauge response times and test defences. Alice uncertain of Alba’s capabilities, takes a swing at her head early on but misses clear. Instead, Brit gets an early right hand of her own as it lands straight on her chest, drawing a squeal of outrage and smirk from the American! Alba means business, is the message she’s sending crystal clear. Ain’t no British bimbo’s gonna upstage her here. Alice retreating as though she agrees, guarding those precious assets with Jessica advancing and taking more shots at the body. Someone tell her this ain’t a JMDD contest, folks. But she doesn’t seem to care… not until Alice has had enough running away in the last minute, swings a hook right back into Jessica’s guard, the surprise blow stunning her briefly. That’s right: Eve still packing a punch, and Alba needs to be careful not to get caught in the spider’s web again.
ROUND 2:
Alba still spritely for her age, that toned body evidence enough as she strides forward confidently looking to pressure the Brit again. Alice having none of it this time, choosing to hold her ground and batter right back. Alba taking multiple straight hands to her tummy and even the chest, low grunting, before scoring a snap uppercut up into the blonde’s chin in the middle of that rapid exchange. UGH. Alice stunned, but STILL refusing to retreat... Brit covers up her head with both arms, then continues to CHUG AWAY down below, blasting Alba to body with hooks left and right in close quarters. Jessica’s short-lived victory blown to the wind just like that, finding herself getting wrecked as the body blows start to stack up. Alice driving her rival back into the ropes, continues the belly abuse, left glove pumping in and out with dull meaty smacks, with Jessica up top helplessly shoving and swiping at her face, but it’s not much use as a deterrent... Referee coming in between both bodies still glued together at the bell, with Alba huffing and heaving, and grateful for the respite, but Eve the one walking away with the victory this round, knowing that her foe doesn’t brawl very well in close quarters.
ROUND 3:
“Come on, sweetie…” Alice smiling with venom as she gestures at Alba with both gloves. True colours revealed in an instant, as Alba warily circling in, jabbing at the head, but Alice covering up and deflecting nicely, all the while goading her to make another mistake. The Brit’s biding her time, like a predator ready to pounce, and that moment comes in the second minute: Alba lunging forward with a flurry at the body, chest, then at Eve’s head, but her punches lacking any sting... Alice simply absorbing the barrage, then ROTATES THE HEAD BACK with a nasty hook sailing in from the side! UGGHHH!! Alba gurgling as she’s spun around on the spot, her arms and legs flailing madly into the ropes. She crashes down to the canvas on her knees, chin resting on the middle rope in the distance, eyes, eyes fluttering above her gaping mouth. The f*cking hell what was that?!
Referee doing his job, counting Alba out, with Eve herself just standing still and staring, her own chest heaving in and out in wonder. Only when the ref hits the 10-count does she raise a hand squarely in victory. DOMINANT display of power from Alice Eve as she takes this iconic win back home with her tonight!
Official Decision: Alice Eve defeats Jessica Alba via KO3!
AFTER:
Eve parading around with a light strut, showing off her assets. Jessica still hanging onto the ropes, knees wobbly as she struggles to stand. Alice however with other plans, mounting the brunette’s back from behind her, and tugging on her disheveled hair from behind. Jessica emits a groan, being manhandled cheek to cheek. The Brit grins into her squeezed chin, then whispers something naughty with lips pressed into her ear. Alba not liking the sound of that, starts sneering and spitting back at her opponent, her face convulsed in rage. Eve not having it, however, quickly shoving her face back down to the canvas with a WHUMP, before posing with a foot stamped down into her bronzed tummy.
The Brit invasion continues tonight, ladies and gentlemen, with Alice Eve taking another impressive win over a classic American icon. Let’s see whether the rest of the evening’s kinder to our hometown hotties.