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Post by Archer on Oct 22, 2016 14:05:35 GMT -6
27 FEBRUARY 2003 (PARTIAL REPORT) LUCY LUI VS PAULA ABDUL
(Thanks to Fight Fan for this Repost)
Posted by simguy on 2/27/2003, 9:51 am
Liu in black push up, leopard print boy cut trunks, slick ponytail
Abdul in Laker-motif sports bra and high waist trunks, messy ponytail
KO5 Liu
Wildly entertaining scrap - both girls rung up and staggered in acrobatic two way action. Abdul showing flashy hand speed in combinations to head and body, giving Liu problems with nimble lateral movement. Liu throwing her circus punches, but also sliding inside to belt the waistline with gorgeous rips - Abdul actually hurt to the body in this one. Ends when Liu jumps in a crazy left hook to the temple as girls fall in together. Lucy reiterates shrill challenge to Mish Williams.
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Post by Archer on Oct 22, 2016 14:07:29 GMT -6
1 AUGUST 2003 LUCY LIU VS KELLY RIPA
(Thanks to FightFan for this repost)
Posted by simguy on 8/1/2003, 5:26 am
Before: "I'll come up for the right blondes," quips a grinning Liu in prefight. Ripa the sort of hard-tossing volume puncher who can give Lucy problems, but Liu's romped through bantam chins before, expects to do so again. Frustrating year for Liu - plenty of quality wins, moving up and down the scale - she's just too scary for the titled class to take a chance. Lucy in red bikini ala Self mag (or Shape - get 'em confused), black shoes, hair down - Kelly in black push up, neon pale blue surfer chick trunks, black shoes.
During R1: Liu pretty on her toes, hands low, bippity-bopping in, turning on a huge right hand over the top, bending crazy at the waist, trying to catch Ripa the hesitation hook on comeback. Ripa disciplined behind a high guard, eyes intent as she cuts off the ring, jabbing to chest just to get distance. Kelly giving up her tummy some - Liu gets a couple of hard, wide swinging hooks square to paunch - Ripa undaunted. Midway through, Ripa doubling up the stubby jab from the shoulder, drilling in a short right hand to the mouth - Liu forced back into the ropes - Kelly stepping into a heartstopping hook loud on the ribcage and LUCY'S HURT! Liu reaching to clinch, face stunned - Kelly with her elbows up shoves brunette back and stays on that body. Withering assault, Ripa stacking Liu up with jagged straight right hands, then walloping the body with a shivering straight arm hook - punch just POUNDING off golden brown goodness as Liu's legs lock up. Lucy finally bodying up, walking Kelly to midring - sloppy clinches from a wounded Asian to the bell.
R2: Liu trying to coax life back into her legs, hopping along the perimeter - Ripa aggressively scooting in pursuit, reels Lucy in with a wide, scooping hook, traps her on the ropes, and applies the beat down. Liu looking spanked, butt in the strands, right hand at her chest, left hand across her body - she's bending at the waist, leaning back into the ropes, turning her shoulders to blunt the savage incoming. Ripa snarling, delivering with gusto, doubling up on chopping straight rights, then staking all on liver-licking hooks that are cutting Lucy in two. More hurting clinches from Liu as she reaches under blonde's arms, breathlessly walking Kelly back. Final minute - Liu has no choice, grinding away temple to temple, swatting back at Kelly's ribs and jugs on the inside - Ripa outworking Liu to the bell, really getting up into the lungs with heartfelt punching. Lucy stumbling en route to her corner, hollow-eyed with discouragement.
R3: Liu unable to get around Kelly as Ripa fixes position with the jab, starts landing blunt right hands off Lucy's shiny face, knocking it back, dazing Liu. Kelly right in front, moving her hands, punching with Liu - Lucy shortening up her strokes, trading short right hands on the mouth, poking a short-arm jab, hooking at Kelly's sternum, but Ripa's doing the same things only harder. Minute of sustained trading sees Liu start to wilt - she's not weathering the constant banging pressure, not able to load up and get to Ripa with the unorthodox power - Kelly's eating her up. Ripa stepping forward behind the jab/right hand, now putting hesitation hooks on top and STUNNING Lucy as Liu's hook gets pre-empted. Liu's thighs give a shake, she's baby-stepping backwards - Kelly bangs a right to face, steps and BANGS ANOTHER SHORT RIGHT HOME! Liu reeling back eyes blank and LUCY'S DOWN AT THE ROPES! Liu bludgeoned, out on her backside - she somehow beats the count, reeling for 8. ON COMES KELLY! Caution to the wind - blonde walks in, puts two in Lucy's gut right/left, shoulders her back, hooks her liver, shoulders her off, hooks Liu's chin as Asian's stooping forward, shoulders up, hooks chin again and LUCY'S OUT! Liu tilting on her hips, taking punches on her face - Ripa able to set and pop, turning her hooks over and belting away with a hard-working smile. Ref finally steps in to cradle the shellshocked brunette - devastating KO3 Kelly Ripa.
After: Red bikini bagging up sad on a slumped brown body - desolation on Lucy's face says it all - you jump through enough hoops in this sport, you're going to get burned. Ripa treating Liu to one of the worst beatings of her career and re-establishing herself as a strong blonde bantam - great, great body punching, tenacious combinations, volume with accuracy - she runs Lucy ragged for an upset in the minds of most.
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Post by Archer on Oct 22, 2016 14:10:18 GMT -6
3 AUGUST 2003 LUCY LIU VS KELLY RIPA REMATCH
BOXING AFTER DARK
(Thanks to FightFan for this repost)
Posted by simguy on 8/3/2003, 7:18 am
Before: Kelly loving Liu's torment - blonde gets all the concessions in negotiation as Lucy gives away the farm, including weight, just to get the return engagement. Ripa doing everything letter perfect in the first fight, stunning Liu early, beating her to the body, then mopping her up before Lucy could really get on track - something similar will be needed to put two consecutive L's on the Amazin' Asian's record. Lucy in red bikini, black shoes, Kelly in black push up, neon teal surfer chick bikini bottoms, black shoes.
During R1: Liu showing respect, dancing and posing well outside, using every inch of ring. Ripa step-stalking, hands up, biting on Liu's twitching feints - Kelly can't body up much this round. Not much contact - some hissing lead rights, jump-away snatching hooks from Liu - couple of dip and thump hooks to the rib or hip from Ripa - Lucy's getting her way.
R2: Kelly spitting stubby jabs, straight right hands, maneuvers Liu to the ropes and lands that shivering straight arm hook hard on taut golden-brown body. Liu huddled against the ropes, crouching, straightening into compact counter-uppercuts, all leg - Ripa riding her guard up on Lucy to jostle, then banging her flanks, turning over clubbing blows to the chin. Lucy trading at a steady with Kelly, but blonde doing a nice job keeping her in one place, touching the body consistently - Kelly gets her way to even up the cards.
R3,4: Liu sends a message - walking straight into Ripa midring, shouldering up, going cheek to cheek and deliberately slugging it out with Kelly on the inside. Brawny stuff toe to toe, shoulders and biceps grinding in ropey clinches, girls pulling each other off balance and punching gut. Good hustle in clusters - both putting punches together in one another's breadbaskets while hunching forward, then shoulder-bumping the opponent back a step. And Liu's getting the better of it - she's coming forward strong, then stepping out, picking Kelly up with little lead left uppercuts to tit or chin, catching Kelly with curling rights on the jaw, then sliding around the left flank while the blonde catches up. Liu scowling at the bell to end the fourth, making eye contact after beating Kelly at her own game for 2 rounds.
R5: Liu's back to boxing, now in complete control of tempo and terms of engagement. Lucy hands down, lunging in with wide looping left hooks from the knee, falling off to the side, then jumping back in with sudden lead rights. Kelly tentative, weight on her back leg - she's waiting too much, getting mesmerized and down the stretch it costs her. Liu freezes Kelly with a feint, then jumps in that low-angle left uppercut flat on the chin - Ripa taking pop, stomping back on her heels - she hits the ropes all a-quiver. Liu hopping forward, stoops to haul the right hand square to the midsection, twists out of the crouch to put the hook on top and Ripa sits into the ropes a helpless vixen at the bell.
R6: Liu breaks her blonde down. Slashing in and out attacks - Liu fearless now, hands at her sides as she walks in, jolts Kelly with abrupt uppercuts from either side, dropping her hands after landing and striding forward as Ripa collapses. Kelly taking flush bombs on her chin and reeling away, hitting the ropes to remain upright. Ripa loose and unfocused on her receipts - Liu able to weave the punches with undulating torso movement, then lifting a mitt off her knee to sock Kelly's dented chin. All adds up: down the stretch, Liu slips and leans away from a series of tired Ripa shots - then rings blonde up the left uppercut, push, step-in, right uppercut, dropping Kelly to her buttocks at the ropes. Liu standing in between Kelly's legs, staring down at the bell.
R7: Lucy midring, reaches under Kelly's arms, bodies her to the ropes - brazen Liu wants to take this thing back inside! Ripa shows heart, muscling Lucy's back to the ropes, getting her head under Liu's chin, using her shoulders and arms to push Lucy's limbs out of the way - blonde able to get work done this round. Liu basically countering supple off the ropes, presenting her left side, looking to twist up with sudden rights - Ripa keeping her cheek on Liu's left shoulder, hooking her belly, clubbing her hip and back right hands, occasionally bodying her into the ropes to punch up into the lungs with authority.
R8: Shutout Liu - easy breezy boxing with a nonstop torrent of trash. Liu drawing boos as she drops her hands, bends forward at the waist, makes Ripa miss half a dozen chopping shots, then skips away without punching. Lucy with the odd swiping, slapping shot, landing and escaping without receipt - she fights like this, there's not much Ripa can do about it.
R9: Liu stubbornly going back inside! Lucy reaching under Kelly's arms, struggling with her, pushing and straining - Kelly able to get underneath, put her shoulder in Lucy's chest and get busy to the breadbasket once again. Liu holding her own, easing back half a step to let Ripa fall into the right uppercut, but Kelly just a punching machine with her head on Liu, dipping either shoulder, turning her hips as she thumps away at taut brown midriff for points.
R10: Liu stuns Kelly that crazy lead left uppercut, knuckles the shoulders to get Ripa baby-stepping backwards, jumps in the right uppercut off the thigh, hops forward and sweeps a clocking sidearm right hard to the jaw to send blonde reeling to the ropes. Bad, bad Lucy Liu beat down the rest of the way - Ripa wide-eyed and forlorn with hurt - sitting in the ropes, sliding to her right as vengeful Liu takes what's hers. Ripa getting jacked up between her mitts, repeatedly rocked, sent skittering along the ropes, but she hangs tough, curvy legs refusing to give way despite the punishment. Liu so careful, blasting Kelly, but giving a second to recover - no question Lucy wants to put as much as she can on this girl by taking her the route. Comes back UD10 Lucy Liu.
After: Liu sees Kelly's beating, and raises. Ripa all busted up after 10, badly shook by Liu's unorthodox power punching - it's the difference between the previous bout and this. Liu showing the acrobatics and sweet sock as usual, but her body punching's come a long way, sending a message to a tough division that LL can hang with the best on the inside. "It's a part of Lucy's game that she's going to have to develop if she's going to make a go of it at bantam," says one pundit. "You can't finesse a strong 120 pounder all night long, especially if they think they can beat you downstairs."
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Post by Archer on Oct 22, 2016 14:11:51 GMT -6
8 AUGUST 2003 LUCY LIU VS JODIE FOSTER
(Thanks to FightFan for this repost)
Posted by simguy on 8/8/2003, 7:00 am
Before: Glorified sparring session expected for Liu, but if she does work the body as promised, pundits wonder how big a favourite she should be. Foster a solid enough pug on the ivy league circuit, has gone pro rounds with Gillian Anderson, Rachel Weisz and other thinking man's fighters - would have no chance if Liu fights her usual brand of run and shoot. Liu in red bikini, black shoes, Jodi in black bikini top, black boycut trunks, whites shoes.
During R1,2: Liu takes the rounds, but enjoys mixed success at best on the inside - often forced to regroup outside and use her reflexes, class to re-assert dominance. Foster with pedestrian feet, guard up high - she's a textbook orthodox fighter, leading with the jab, straight right hand, trying to finish the hook. Liu catches her time and again on tempo - popping the hook to jaw to spoil Jodi's own hook - Lucy nice and loose with her delivery, scoring, dropping her hands, pivoting left. Liu content to slap timing punches in on Foster - dipping left and hooking Jodi's chin as Foster's jab misses over Liu's right shoulder. Trading right hands and beating Jodi to the mouth. Just speed stuff, making contact, embarrassing Foster while standing right in front of her.
R3: Liu evolving a strategy - loosey goose first minute, hands down, timing Jodi and punching with her, swatting her face with short lefts and rights, swivelling around her with an arm around Jodi's waist to spin Foster off balance, THEN wading inside to work. Liu pressing in with her hands on Jodi's shoulders or biceps, walking her back, keeping her head in close and digging to paunch with both mitts. Jodi stubborn, answering back with little right uppercuts and tuff left hook in the ribs - she winds up with her butt in the ropes, but she's competing in there.
R4: Liu finally hurts Jodi in the body - happy Asian smile as the new toys start getting results. Liu still with explosive legs, finally gets herself set right to use them, shortening up her strokes and really sinking in shots in under the breasts, thick in the belly and in behind the elbows. Jodi ashen faced, sitting open mouthed in the ropes, pushing half-heartedly against Liu's shoulders and chest, then crumpling as Lucy helps herself downstairs. Liu just getting used to bodying up on a girl for position, shoving and nudging Jodi's torso to the side to get a little room, placing rich shots to tender vitals. Glowing Liu at the bell - big, booming shutout leaves Foster sucking wind.
R5,6,7: Liu in control, but Foster showing no signs of punk - she's trying each and every round. Lucy working on her upperbody grapple, roping arms with Foster, trying to muscle her off balance, then hit her quick in the body, then hit her hard. Liu working out of the wrap for the first time, tieing up Jodi's right arm, plundering Jodi's midsection with plugging rights, walking her back to the ropes. Liu using her shoulder and elbow to nudge up and measure - as minutes go on, she's looking more proficient and occasionally getting that trademark shocking power out of her legs and torso to really cripple Jodi. Less and less boxing from Liu - she's wading in and getting sweaty.
R8: Shutout Liu. Good wrestling along the ropes to get Jodi's arms out of the way, then thumping good work to the tummy to sit Foster wounded in the ropes. Liu changing up inside, sometimes chopping almost overhand to the chest and sternum - crisscross delivery - then leaning forward to work underhand lower down as a wilting Jodi lays in with her.
R9: Liu punishing Foster along the ropes, pressing up on her and going at her belly, then straightening, looking to reach down either side and fit well placed punches behind the elbows. Foster bending at the waist, suffering, but occasionally popping out of the crouch to land her seviceable hook.
R10: Lucy looking to close out the 10-0 romp - gleefully bodying up, digging in to walk Jodi heavy to the ropes, then staying on her to beat her up inside. Liu using her head roughly under Jodi's chin, getting underneath, pushing the biceps back and driving into the lungs - Liu all big and strong as Foster grimaces and takes. Down the stretch, Lucy with her hands low on the inside, really hup-hup-hupping in punches while leaning her chin out over Jodi's shoulder. Foster with a quick lean back, gets a nuisance right uppercut on Liu's careless chin, puts the hook on top as Liu's bringing a hook up from her thigh and LUCY TAKES A KNEE! Liu stung in the dying moments, shocked as she gets dropped - time runs out before Foster can see how hurt Liu is. Comes back wide UD10 Liu, but game Jodi spoils the hoped-for 10-0 romp.
After: Liu looking a little hazy in postfight, but she got the work she needed. Jodi punished in her body, but walking around, excited about her knockdown - she's in better shape than most would have predicted. Liu showing the ability to hold her own on the inside and dominate pedestrian fighters there, but you wonder what's going to happen if she tries this against bigger, stronger, more experienced bantams who make their livings in other girls' trunks, feasting on other girls' tummies.
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Post by Archer on Oct 22, 2016 14:14:34 GMT -6
12 AUGUST 2003 LUCY LIU VS GERI HALLIWELL
(Thanks to FightFan for this repost)
Posted by simguy on 9/12/2003, 7:18 am
Before: Battle of the most-ducked - high risk fight for both girls as each tries to coax a big money fight out of the woodwork. Halliwell off a tremendous demolition of Shakira - she's looking to get a title shot with a prestigious Lucy Liu notch. Frustrating year for Liu - wins bought her nothing - she's had to go to 120 to get opponents and has taken some beatings as a result - doesn't need Halliwell to prove how dangerous she is, but doesn't have a lot of options either. Red bikini, black shoes Liu, Black boat neck sport top, black bikini bottoms black shoes for tousled Geri.
During R1: Liu sweeping in a bounding lead left uppercut - Geri fades it, steps right, swings a right roundhouse against Liu's right eye and LUCY SPILLS TO CANVAS! Liu caught awkwardly by punch she doesn't see - she's badly sprawled, struggles to beat the count and ON COMES GERI! Liu ramshackle as she straggles along the ropes, desperately trying to elude capture - takes Geri a minute to track her down and beat her properly against the ropes. Busy, brawny shove and slug from a grinning Halliwell - going to her girl's body with both hands, bodying up to reset.
R2,3,4: We've rarely seen Liu hounded, bullied, banged up and hurt as consistently as she is in these rounds. Lucy's legs shot - still hasn't recovered from that sucker punch - she's reeling to the ropes, staggering around the ring, getting walked down by a heartless Geri Halliwell. Geri's seen the tapes, knows what to do - she's FEASTING on Liu breadbasket - going there with shoulders rotating, fists pump-thumping off meat and rib-bone, pouring on the punches until Liu can clinch. Lucy with a bad habit of tieing up around Geri's neck - blonde able to continue plugging away downstairs, beating Lucy's little butt into the ropes. As Liu breaks down, slumps forward - Geri's able to get uppercuts and hooks on the face, turning into compact, clipping blows, then leaning in to crowd the receipts. Liu not shutout, but she's doing a lot of pushing on Geri's arms, clinching, laying in without working - Halliwell just using her girl up as minutes grind on.
R5: Signs of life from Liu. Legs are perma-shot at this point, but she's standing firm, going cheek to cheek with Geri, shoulder to shoulder and starting to trade in close. Liu pushing and pulling on Halliwell's arms, then fitting punches into firm midriff, clouting chin a saucy little hook before falling in again. Lucy getting a nice right uppercut in under Geri's chin while laying her cheek on Geri's shoulder - Halliwell not seeing the punch, not liking it much when it lands.
R6: Oh, they break out the bats this round. Halliwell gets the party started with a walking barrage of body shots, putting Liu's rump in the ropes, paralyzing her, then blonde opens up with both barrels. Romping lefts and rights splatter against Liu's tawny sides, bending the Asian's compact frame - Liu in shock, bent double, chin out - Geri clips it a pretty left uppercut, right uppercut in quick succession and steps back to let Liu drop to all fours. Liu takes her 8, stoic and swaying at the ropes - Halliwell marches in to finish. Bruising, head-on stuff as blonde squares away, tousle rubbing her girl's face while plunging meanspirited lefts and rights to the waist, then coming off the body to wallop the unprotected face. Liu just shipping drowsy, eyes swelling to slits but down the stretch, LUCY SLUGS BACK! Liu gets a little straight right hand, ducking down on follow through, then gets the tight hesitation left on the mouth as Geri stops punching. Lucy palming up the arms, walking Geri back, then slugging her to gut and jug - brunette just piling in close, working, working, working and backing Halli-baby up. Geri beaten slackjawed to the far ropes - she's just laying in, soaking it up to her midsection as Lucy chugs away beyond the bell.
R7: Liu flat footed, hands down - she bends low at the waist, swaying side to side, straightens to lean back - Geri's missing tired punches. Liu finally ends the suspense, coming out of a deep crouch with a corkscrew-tight left hook - swivelling Halliwell's head, bending her knees, and Liu's over to offence. Lucy trudging into Geri, mouth on blonde shoulder, hands just busying themselves downstairs - Liu chugging to gut and shoving up on Halliwell at the ropes. Halliwell in stupor, eyes fluttering shut as she pushes and strains to tie up - girls just struggling against one another's bodies to find room to punch. It's all Liu, keeping her body on, pressing Geri to a seat in the strands, then beating her ribs, swishing tight across jug as Halliwell sags hurt at the bell.
R8: Pendulum swings back Geri's way. Good pressure from Liu as she continues to outwork Halliwell on the inside, but midway through - blonde able to step back and walk Lucy into a short hook as Asian blunders on in. Liu stunned for a minute - she's back to pushing and clinching as Geri tears up great chunks of Lucy-gut with mauling abandon on the inside. Lucy recovers late to put some uppercuts on the chin of the blonde, backing her woozy to the ropes once again, but Halliwell steals a good Liu stanza in the bargain.
R9: Liu with her hands down, feints and pounds a sucker right hand off her thigh across Geri's teeth, bounds to the right and gets a whippy hook off the blonde's face - Geri's undone and ragged midring. Liu piles in and strains to walk her girl to ropes, pushing Geri up by her shoulders and going to town downstairs. Lucy sweating it up - keeping her head on Geri's chest, pumping away lefts and rights - Halliwell groaning, sobbing aloud as she tries her best to slow the abuse. Bell to bell Liu - showing she can go at a girl's middle on the inside and tear her up something awful.
R10: Liu with the jump-in lead right turns Geri's head - jump-out hook sails British mouthpiece across the ring and Liu's in business again! Lucy stepping right with a come-along hook under Geri's chin, then stopping, dropping the right hand on the eye - Halliwell nearly going to her knees before reaching desperately around Liu's waist. Lucy standing tall, palming her girl's hips back then viciously heeling the flanks and kidneys around Geri's grasping arms. Blonde just blubbering in impotent outrage - legs shimmying as Liu pounds away. Ref breaks it up, but Liu won't be denied - she's on Geri all around the ring, falling into her, muscling her to the ropes, pushing her back and chugging away all beefy to the midsection. Halliwell with nothing left, mouth open, just draping herself limp on Liu to slow her down. Lucy working away to the bell just can't drop her opponent - comes back a heartbreaking UD10 Geri Halliwell!
After: Geri roars out to a 5-0 lead, then hangs on as Liu hurts her girl, but can't put her away. Lucy all busted up, eyes swollen shut - she showed true courage in coming off the deck ramshackle from the get go, forced to fight her opponent's fight on numb legs all night long and still almost gutted it out. Can't take it away from Halliwell though - big back to back wins - remains to be seen whether she'll be able to parley victory into fat bags of cash.
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Post by Archer on Oct 22, 2016 14:17:11 GMT -6
27 SEPTEMBER 2003 LUCY LIU VS CH DANI FISHEL
REEBOK BANTAMWEIGHT TITLE
(Thanks to FightFan for this repost)
Posted by simguy on 9/27/2003, 8:59 am
Before: Liu's fists doing as much damage to Dani Fishel as anyone's over the years - champ wincing good naturedly whenever the topic of Lucy's punch comes up. "Lucy's just so dangerous," Fishel admits, "she's an instant title threat WHATEVER division she wants to fight in. She's looked vulnerable this year and I think she's a little directionless without a strong hand like Janet Jones' at the helm, but even just fighting instinctively, Lucy can cause problems. You always want to hurt her early, then work on her body - if she keeps her legs under her, she'll chin you eventually, and we don't this fight to get that interesting." Liu in red bikini, black shoes, Dani in teal bikini top, grey stretch cotton boy cut bottoms, white shoes.
During R1: Dani gets her wish - stunning Liu as the women trade hooks midway through the round - Lucy's wobbly butt, reaching in to clinch. Fishel able to walk her girl to the ropes and body-up - Dani fighting off Lucy's chest, busy to the breadbasket, piling on the points for a thumping shutout first.
R2: Liu's legs not all the way back: that translates into Dani's fight. Fishel crossing her arms, bobbing and weaving in close - bunting Liu in the shoulder with the right palm, then hooking hard to the body as Lucy leans in. If Lucy backs out - Dani unleashes the wide, walloping hook up top - Liu driven ropeside over the latter half, but digging in stubborn. Good greasy work as the women grind mouth on shoulder - each getting under the other and shouldering the opponent off, stepping into hook body, then crowd the receipt. Dani keeping Lucy against the ropes, but both women tested about the midsection and torso.
R3: Lucy much improved on the inside - she goes shoulder to shoulder with Dani, fearlessly trades hooks in tight. Liu consistently outworking Dani, then shoulder-bumping her back - Fishel's back touches ropes and she's put under pressure over the latter half. Brawny stuff from Liu - snatching punches in behind Dani's elbows, using that left elbow/shoulder to prop Dani up, then getting back to the paunch. Girls working hard, cheek to cheek, pulling at each other's arms downstairs - anything to get a little opening.
R4: Big banging Dani Fishel shutout. Liu posing right hand at her cheek, left across her body, rolling her torso to blunt the incoming, retreating, pointing her left shoulder at Dani, but not making Fishel pay. Champ able to thump the body, bump with her shoulder, shove and jostle Lucy at the ropes - fight is rugged, but unfolding essentially the way TE planners drew it up. Fishel grinning at the bell - she's getting a tough fight from Luch, but winning it handily through 4.
R5,6,7: Hard fought, intense action fought out in little 3 foot square patches of canvas at the ropes. Liu laying in flat footed - when girls aren't punching, they're cheek to cheek, pushing and pulling downstairs, trying to nudge or tug each other off balance. Both getting off with hooks to sturdy tummies or chubby jugs. Dani using her right hand as a kind of hard shove, but sometimes turning it over blunt to the uppercut chest or shoulder, setting up her hook. Liu more apt to close up, turn on right uppercuts as she lets Dani fall forward. Liu's back to the ropes for the most part - she'll occasionally turn Dani to reverse positions, but Lucy seems content to lay on the perimeter, get off supple and fight Dani toe to toe. Rounds are competitive, razor thin victory margins - but it's Dani the busier fighter, and clearly dictating what kind of fight gets fought tonight: judges award the champ all three rounds close.
R8: Dani mauling Lucy on the ropes, head rough under Liu's chin, hands rudely palming biceps, opening up the torso for bludgeoning two-fisted work. Constant shoving and slugging, but Liu alert, hanging in there, just getting low on occasion, shouldering Dani off, then laying back to allow her back in. Down the stretch - Liu bends, eases Dani back with the shoulder, and this time runs the champ onto a quick left uppercut as Fishel pushes forward. Dani baby-stepping hurt on the spot - Liu steps right, slashes a vicious outside-in right uppercut to the chin and Dani's in trouble! Fishel turning to square up, folding forward - Lucy stepping back in good order and walking the kid into unspeakable left and right uppercuts. Bell sounds - Dani all wobbly butt and woozy - Liu chests up and forces eye contact with the stupified champ.
R9: Writhing, pushing, hard working 9th - girls just laying in cheek by jowl to get it done downstairs. Liu just doesn't seem to realize she's not winning this kind of fight - She's wallowing in the trenches with Dani, taking turns reaching under the champ's arms, bodying her back, hooking her body, taking the same in return until Fishel can finally bundle Liu into the ropes. Dani's weight forward, fists bashing away hips and arms when the good stuff isn't available - another busy Fishel round puts a hollow look on Liu's face.
R10: Lucy laying in, but standing her ground midring - gives her the room to step back and get those sneaky right uppercuts as Dani falls forward. Liu managing Dani's body very well - firm right uppercut, slapping left hook, then sliding around to the left. Fishel moving her feet, usually in contact with Lucy, but not set to punch - Dani's outworked this round as Lucy helps herself to ribs and paunch with slashing, cuffing blows. At the bell, Dani straightens, takes a cheap clouting left on her jaw - tempers flare as the ref gets involved. Comes back close, but UD10 for the winner and STILL champeen - Dani Fishel.
After: Bleak look of disappointment on Lucy's face once again - she's beat up, hurt in the body and punished by a big hitting bantamweight tonight. Liu hurt early, but had enough time to recover and re-establish her circus style: Lucy's making bad decisions, bad fight plans without Janet Jones in her corner. Fishel strutting with taped hands high - any win over Liu is a cherished moment for Dani and all of TE. Lucy cooperated tonight, got in Dani's kitchen and paid the price all night long.
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Post by Archer on Oct 22, 2016 14:19:45 GMT -6
17 OCTOBER 2003 LUCY LIU VS JENNIFER LOVE HEWITT
(Thanks to FightFan for this repoist)
Posted by simguy on 10/17/2003, 6:31 am
Before: Liu returning to flyweight after a spotty campaign at bantam - measure of the high regard Asian's held in that she's favoured over top contender Hewitt at most books. "I hear Jennifer's all grown up," says Liu. "She goes out in 3." Hewitt respectful, but not shying away from controversy. "Lucy was the best fighter in boxing at her peak, but you can't take the beatings she has in recent years and not be effected. She's had a tough year - I don't see the spring in her legs that she used to have. Plus, I've closed the gap on her - my boxing, my punching power - everything's better than Lucy remembers. I'll definitely test her and I expect to come out with my hand raised over Lucy Liu." Lucy going back to the black push up, leopard print boy cut trunks, slick low ponytail, black shoes - Jen in her lucky white bikini, white shoes.
During R1: Jennifer tactically savvy early - she's been watching tape. Hewitt circling, sliding away, drawing Liu forward - well known that Lucy isn't quite the same puncher when she's advancing. Hewitt fighting with her jab, stick-stick-sticking Lucy, pestering her, nibbling at her. Liu crouching, hands at her thighs, bending low enough to get her head below Hewitt's waist level, but not connecting on the few leaping haymakers she tries. Round to Hewitt.
R2: Lucy resorting to her own jab, snapping it backhand off her hip, closing distance, bringing her feet with her rather than lunging. Hewitt backing to the ropes, setting up behind a pawing jab as she bends and slips. Cat and mouse potshotting - Liu also probing rather than stinging with the jab, bringing vicious right hands off her thigh to drive at Hewitt's head, but finding the brunette elusive. Jennifer forfeits the round by not punching back, but she's slippery through 2.
R3: Difference in Liu now is the body punching - when she gets Hewitt ropeside this time, she starts investing downstairs. Jennifer keeping her elbows in, slipping and rolling headshots, but she's grunting, taking it tuff on her gut as Liu digs right/left to tummy. Jen avoiding the shutout with nibbling little uppercuts - compact delivery: she doesn't want to give Lucy any unnecessary openings.
R4: Liu bending low, feathering her jab at Jen's tummy, stepping flat footed to the right, then suddenly lunging in with the circus left uppercut - she catches Hewitt leaning back and there go Jen's legs! Hewitt staggered, retreating - Lucy reaching in the right, then leaping into a hook, clouting Jenny to her left as the bombs start landing. Hewitt desperately bobbing and weaving at her waist, giving ground - Liu lunging and sweeping blockbusters from both sides as she chases Jennifer around the ring. Final minute - Liu misses an outrageous overhand right, stepping her back foot forward with the blow and Jen catches her a perfect counter right uppercut on the button: LIU GOES DOWN! Lucy dumped to her buttocks, huffing in outrage - she gets her feet parallel and Jennifer tags her sweet for points. Hewitt rung up, but defiant, nodding at and taunting Liu as she rises for her 8 count.
R5: Liu showing those crazy quick reflexes, feinting and menacing Jennifer, then spanking the backhand jab off her cheek before Jen can react. Hewitt hands up, biting on feints - she's very, very tentative as Lucy stalks her. Liu throwing circus shots at Hewitt's head - missing - but hanging around and tidying up in Jennifer's body. Liu's back foot actually comes off the canvas as she sinks her hook into Jen's side, shouting out "HAH!" as Hewitt's frame bends, brunette breaking down some in the body. Shutout Liu - she's happy, talkative in her corner as she discusses the effect of her body work on Hewitt.
R6: Liu dips, guts Hewitt a hook in the liver, then straightens into a clipping hook on the chin and HEWITT'S HURT! Jennifer stumbling backwards - Liu hopping in, dragging a thick right hand to the belly to drive JLH ropeside in trouble. Liu smiling, dropping her hands to her side - pure showboat as she squares up on Hewitt and starts to play. Jennifer tight, grimacing - she risks punching but Liu's unavailable, squatting down to get under the blows, rotating her torso, bringing sudden, swatting haymakers off her thighs. Jennifer cuffed and buffetted, unable to connect as Lucy romances her with rising power shots. Liu often moving her head in so close she'll put her ear on Jennifer's hip, then slip out of range as Jennifer chops at her late.
R7: Liu on widespread, flat feet, hands at her side - she'll step back and cuff Jen a hook if Hewitt tries to punch, she'll edge forward, backhanding out the jab and leaning into humming rights if Jen backs away. Hewitt influenced to the ropes once again, hands up, face strained - psychological pressure of trying to evade Liu's devastating power really preying on the brunette. Lucy rotating her torso, popping up with power, stepping out with the backhand tapping jab - just pestering, threatening Jen. Suddenly: Liu digs hook to waist, arches her back and clips a perfect left uppercut off Jennifer's chin. Hewitt starched, stiff legged, drooping forward, arms limp and LIU UNLEASHES! Lucy hardhearted as she curls left and right uppercuts in slashing arcs, catching the overhanging face of Jen, driving her out on her feet - girl slumps helplessly into the ropes, hung up, defenceless and LIU PILES ON! Ref hanging around like a mannequin - crowd screaming for him to step in - this is tragic stuff. FINALLY ref steps in, cradling the unconscious Hewitt - Liu snarling, trying to jump over the man's back to get at the slumped brunette. Vicious KO7 Lucy Liu.
After: Hewitt's pounded her fair share of helpless opponents this year - but nobody claims she deserves this kind of abuse. Liu putting Hewitt out with the first crushing left uppercut, scores repeated loose-limbed power shots without remorse - brings back memories of the old Liu reign of terror. Memory is completed when a groggy and badly battered Hewitt comes around - Liu pulling the girl to her feet and dragging her out for a heinous walk of shame. Boos cascading down except for hard core Liu fans - Jennifer badly shaken, uncomprehending - she'll be devastated when she sees pictures of the advantage being taken.
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Post by Archer on Oct 22, 2016 14:21:45 GMT -6
15 NOVEMBER 2003 LUCY LIU VS KELLY PACKARD
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Posted by simguy on 11/15/2003, 9:46 am
Before: Flyweight royalty, girls embroiled in lengthy negotiations about who will enter the ring first, ring size - on and on. Liu with all the pop in this fight, but Kelly has the disciplined boxing and counterpunching mentality to get Liu off her game. Lucy looking to re-establish herself as the baddest fighter at 110, needs a return to those dramatic KO finishes to impress tonight. Lucy in red bikini, Kelly in black.
During R1: Liu showboating with her hands down, flat footed while bending and leaning on her hips. Kelly not getting caught up in it - blonde dukes up, dragging her front foot in a bucket as she pivots right or left around Liu, tagging her with an insistent, stinging jab on the face. Liu leaping in with her circus shots from the knees, but Packard's too disciplined for it, ruining the lunges with well timed jabs or fades, forcing Lucy to come forward. Midway through, beautiful step back, counter left catches lunging Liu on her eye - Lucy sent stumbling to her left, blinking and carrying on, hamming it up for the ref by claiming a thumb. Packard able to clean up nice to the ribs late as Liu covers up, goes defensive on the ropes.
R2: Packard stepping, spearing the jab, circling left - Liu with her hands on her thighs, leaning back, bending forward with her head below waist level on the opponent - real mongoose and cobra stuff. Lucy slipping the jab now, moving her head in mesmerizing patterns. Kelly misses a jab over Liu's right shoulder - Lucy weaves in, leaps up out of the crouch and gets EVERYTHING into a torquing short hook on the chin. Packard out on her feet - Liu able to twist in a forget-me-not right hand square on the face as Kelly's drifting back - blonde sprawling pretty on her back all knocked out! Devastating KO2 Lucy Liu.
After: THAT'S the Lucy Liu of old - toying with her foe, unorthodox, leaping attack - she gives away some minutes getting to Kelly, but once she did: curtains. Packard brought around all numb and tingly - she's a shabby, heartbroken wreck when a giddy Liu gathers her up and parades her for a gaudy walk of shame. Liu with the right arm snug around Kelly's waist, waving with the free left - Kelly's head lolling, feet shuffling as she's barely aware of the spectacle.
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Post by Archer on Oct 22, 2016 14:24:33 GMT -6
28 NOVEMBER 2003 LUCY LIU VS SALMA HAYEK
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Posted by simguy on 11/28/2003, 6:04 pm
Before: High prestige bout, former champs hook up in what amounts to a people's champ kind of showdown. Liu back to her old fearsome self at 110, she's got the quickness, power she had in her glory days and looking to sample latina chin to keep the ball rolling. "Lucy is an insult to boxing," says a fiery Hayek in prefight. "I yam sick when I see girls lose to her when they should have won easily by sticking to fundamentals. All her leaping around and clowning won't help her against me. I yam too solid for that amateur crap." Hayek in BI battle dress, Lucy in slick ponytail, black pushup, leopard print boy cut trunks, black shoes.
During R1: Shutout Liu - Hayek acclimating to the circus style and wide ranging attack patterns of her unpredictable foe. Lucy flat footed, hands low, backhanding her jab, then bounding away, walking to either side, showing a shoulder feint, then shearing in off sudden angles, looking to lift a blockbuster off her knees to Salma's chin. Hayek doing a good job defensively, covering up, bending low - not a lot is landing flush, but Salma's not in a position to answer back as Luce dictates the opener.
R2: Hayek staying compact, elbows in, dukes up, she gets a spitting jab unpacked this round, trying to channel the Liu rushes. Hayek productive to Lucy's gut, timing Liu, coaxing her forward then ducking as Luce lunges, plugging a stubby right to ribs, hooking flank off the jab, circling around to the left. Liu making faces, glaring at Salma, trying to intimidate her, but intimidation doesn't add up to points.
R3: Liu flat footed in front of Salma, bending low at the waist, leaping up suddenly with the lead left uppercut - Hayek reading it well, not rushing in when Lucy's set - Hayek's fading back, turning, taking the power off these thunderclaps. Midway through, Hayek jerks back from a crazy Liu leaping right, clubs Asian behind the head with a counterleft - not a hard punch, but Liu's balance so bad, she's cuffed to her hands and knees for a quick knock down. Liu flustered by the 8 count - Hayek able to position her with steady jab in the chest, then place straight rights up top, gancha hooks wide to the liver as Liu scrapes along the ropes to the bell.
R4,5: Intriguing cat and mouse as Hayek turns puncher - still boxing smart behind her jab, still letting Liu come forward and timing her, but Salma's setting down, throwing everything hard at Liu's ribcage and tender tummy. Lucy darting, sliding in and out - all one or two shot lunging haymakers, many partially blocked by Hayek's raised guard and simple shuffle-step to the left, but Lucy's got tactical control of the ring these rounds. Both girls get what they want: Lucy ties the scorecards up after 5, Salma banks some terrific body leather for the second half - both girls digging in for the long haul.
R6: Sure enough, Liu's not as mobile this round - girls falling in together for the first time, struggling in close, getting muscular with shoulders and arms straining to push and pull the opponent off balance. Hayek busily outworking Lucy as they push up on each other - Mexican lavishing the waistline with gorgeous, digging hooks, really getting her hips into 'em, pounding the taut flesh. Liu looking frazzled, holding more, walking away with a pout - she doesn't like the consistent body work, isn't answering back this round.
R7: Hayek spits jabs to put Liu ropeside, then sails to gut with those spanking, clawing Latina hooks. Salma grinding her forehead into Liu's cheek, pressing up, then slamming away downstairs, doubling, tripling up the hook, then crowding as Liu wilts along the ropes and TAKES A KNEE! Liu down with an agonized expression, breathing hard - she takes 8 and this time it's for real. Hayek marching in stoney-eyed, putting punches together and the rest of the way is a grand, glorious beat down Tijuana style. Liu digging in hurt, drooped forward as Salma storms the breadbasket with hooks, pushed upright and battered by harsh straight rights and lefts from Salma's shoulders. Hayek takes all she wants, leaves with a smug smile at the bell: Lucy's hurting.
R8: Liu stepping right, clipping a come-along hook under Hayek's chin, Salma trying to force the issue, coming forward and Liu NAILS her the sudden right hand. Salma caught chasing for the first time all night, stepping in fence post holes - Liu hopping to the right, hooking her foe in the temple, throwing a wide right hand to the back, shoulder-bumping Hayek backwards. Salma under siege for a minute as she bobs and weaves, keeping her guard together, riding out a leaping, free-swinging torrent of Lucy leather. Final minute - Hayek's shaken it off, starts to regroup, edging away from Liu, drawing her in, tagging her gut with either hand and sliding off to the side.
R9: Hayek re-asserts control - succulent body punching bringing Liu to a standstill, putting a boozy look of resignation on Liu's face - Lucy's fighting cheek to cheek this round. Hayek mixing it up, thumping hooks to the body to start, then hooking Liu's eye, skull - Liu often tottering back from the volley-lefts, allowing Salma to pound her a forget-me-not straight right hand. Liu swelling up nicely, especially around the left eye - Salma's left no stone unturned tonight.
R10: Salma makes a statement - goes bell to bell, beats Lucy blue and leaves no doubt in the judges mind. Hayek, bracing up on Liu from the outset, left shoulder and extended elbow nudging, touching, then snap hooks raking at the head, ribs and tummy. Liu just sick with the body beating she's taking, sliding hurt to her right, covering up, occasinally reaching around waist to clinch. Hayek getting stronger as the round progresses - even when Liu clinches and hangs on, Hayek's still trying to claw at her body around the outstretched limbs. Down the stretch, accumulation piles up - hook caroms off Lucy's brow ridge, unhinges her knees - she slumps stupified in the ropes, staring. Hayek with a monster flurry at the bell, pounding away on Liu's defenceless face, putting her head on a swivel, crowd screaming, but time runs out on the imminent KO. Hayek snarling fiercely as she stomps away from Liu's smoldering frame - demonstrative UD10 Salma Hayek.
After: Salma fighting a nearly perfect fight tonight - got caught chasing in the 8th, but for the most part stayed defensively sound, worked the body to dismantle Liu, then really laid the hammer down as Liu ships a beating through 10. Lucy ashen faced, left eye closed, mouth open from relentless body work - classic Latina pounding tonight, but also a smart, technically proficient one - Hayek at the top of her game gets back in the hunt.
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Post by Archer on Oct 22, 2016 14:28:16 GMT -6
12 NOVEMBER 2004 LUCY LIU VS JAIME PRESSLY(Thanks to FightFan for this repost
Posted by simguy on 11/12/2004, 7:25 am
Before: Liu pushed hard when Pressly was champ, but hasn't been pounding the table for a contender's match with Jaime - Krusher blonde the one who's made the concessions to get ink on paper. "It tells me Liu's not confident," Jaime shrugs. "I've been fighting hard bouts, winning and defending titles - she's been sulking and frittering away her talent. I'm not hard to find - any girl wants a beating, I'm a phone call away, but when I lost the belt it was like Liu had fallen off the face of the planet. When you're confident - you fight. When you're shot, you try and negotiate your way into title fights and I'm calling Liu's bluff." Lucy a threatening menace who's name alone merits ranking, but pundits curious to see if she's the same fighter after all this time on the shelf. Pressly in silver bikini - Liu in black push up, leopard print boy cut trunks, low ponytail. During R1: Liu in her familiar Naseem Hamed stance, hands low, looking to leap in on Pressly - Jaime's seen the tapes. Pressly hanging back, sliding out, forcing Lucy to come forward and dare the blonde's stinging jab. Liu scuffed up, rejected as she mounts several slashing rushes with mixed results - Pressly using her legs, ring to diffuse Asian charges. At the bell - Jaime winking to nervous KruZher paymasters at ringside: blonde oozing confidence after a clinical first. R2: Pressly slide-stepping back, drawing Liu in - blonde finds paydirt with a slinging check hook on the jaw, sending Liu sputtering to her left. Pressly pouncing, slicing sidearm lefts and rights with murderous zip - punches POUNDING off skull, face and shoulders as Liu reels. Slinging hail of murderous blows bludgeons Lucy senseless and SENDS HER DOWN!! Liu on her back, right wrist at her forehead as she lies still and stunned - it's OVER!!! KO2 in devastating fashion - Jaime Pressly! After: Liu tender, on her back, awake but unmoving - Pressly a prancing, ring-rope jumping, chest thumping maniac as she blows the doors off a shopworn former terror. "I think we just saw a nail driven into the coffin of Liu's reputation," says one BLONDE! mag Pressly jug-hugger. "She's got to fight rounds, be busier and get sharp - Lucy Liu can't just dictate to flyweight fighters anymore." Sim Guy ff
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Post by Archer on Oct 22, 2016 14:30:17 GMT -6
10 MARCH 2006 LUCY LIU VS KELLY CLARKSON
(Thanks to FightFan for this repost)
Posted by simguy on 3/10/2006, 6:52 am
Before: "Clarkson-class girls have done very well against Liu in the past," notes one Celebrity Ring scribe. "Nia Peeples used pressure to beat Lucy at the height of her power; Dani Fishel's used pressure to beat Lucy down, Brooke Langton's done it. Kelly's at risk coming forward - Liu still has KO power with that funky delivery of hers - but if Clarkson can smother Lucy at the ropes, she's strong enough to give Lucy problems over the long haul." Lucy in peach string bikini; slick low ponytail. Kelly in baby blue bikini top, navy bottoms.
During R1: Lucy hands low, roaming flat footed, turning to point either shoulder at Kelly while stepping around. Clarkson defensively sound: dukes up, chin tucked, looking to mix it up. Sporadic action - Liu initiating with slashing rushes, looking to lead right hands and torque on short hooks off the front (left) foot. Clarkson sponging punches and answering back sturdy: blonde bravely punching-with her supple, erratic opponent.
R2: Initiative remains with Liu: she's prowling, stepping to spots then lunging in from outside, leaping up from crouches, bringing punches from any and all angles. Kelly bewildered, stooping forward behind her mitts, standing strong: she's getting potshotted, not answering back as Liu drops bombs, darts away. Midway through, Lucy creep-stepping right turns on a sudden lead right (partially blocked by Kelly's raised guard); torques a vicious hook off her front foot (smashing in behind Kelly's right ear); shifts weight to right foot and dips to her right to slip Kelly's weak left/right response, then; CHIN CHECKS Kelly a brutal short right from the closed stance. Clarkson ROCKED back several steps on her heels - miraculously keeps her feet, covers up to block another leaping lead right at her face. Liu snarling, crouches very low, then rips up into the Clarkson midriff a lugging left uppercut: woof of hurt from Kelly's lips as she soaks up the tuffest Liu punching anyone's seen in a long time. Lucy disengaging, circling, then leaping back in: bit of a mistake as she hurls big circus haymakers one at a time when standing in and putting mitts on meat just might get Kelly out of there.
R3: Liu scowling, prowling, nostrils flaring: she smells knock out. Curvy Kelly tingly, wobbly butt, covered up nice n' tight: now she knows what all her sparring partners were talking about - that crazy Lucy Liu power potshotting. Lead right hand of Lucy's blocked in the grill of Kelly's raised guard, but that torquing Liu mop up hook crushing upside the head of her foe: poor Clarkson tottering to her left after soaking wallop; Liu twisting her entire body into the shot, getting her shoulder behind the blow. Once again, Liu content to rock Clarkson, then walk her down - no consistent pressure as Lucy takes time to showboat. Liu strutting hands-down to her foe, bending at the waist to present her face, easily slipping and weaving Kelly's panicky receipts from that tight guard. Bell: Liu smiling the cruelest smile in boxing; Kelly stumbling to her corner, insisting she's ok as concerned trainer checks her out.
R4: Liu hands-down, bobbing and weaving - but Kelly's not buying. Clarkson missing shots, but stepping forward while slugging - she finally overwhelms Lucy, bumping a right against Liu's temple and clouting her a tuff hook onna chops to put LL ropeside. Lucy butt-in-ropes, wide stance: she's rotating her torso, closing up her stance to point the left shoulder at Kelly; getting low to edge the shoulder into Kelly's waist, nudging her off. Clarkson throwing caution to the wind, willing to expend 3 punches just to make glancing contact once - but it's effectively shutting down Liu's offence. Liu nicked and scuffed - when Kelly starts punching straight to the chest, she starts to do effective damage. Liu clinching and tieing up most of the final minute, forfeiting the round as Clarkson won't be bewitched in the fourth.
R5: Kelly fearless, throwing herself into the teeth of the Liu arsenal - Lucy juuuust missing fight-winning counter-right uppercuts as blonde hurtles into asian chest. Clarkson packing Liu to ropes and swarming her: bludgeoning assault bashing away to the hips, flanks and arms, starting to wear away at Lucy's reserves. Liu squaring up, getting shoulder to shoulder with Kelly: Lucy digging on the inside, fitting punches into paunch and jug, soaking up same from a very determined Clarkson. Bell - Kelly wriggling with excitement: she's forced Liu to fight a Kelly Clarkson fight and gotten the better of the Asian on the apron.
R6: Brutal stuff - Kelly ploughing into Liu, brawling her to ropes in a mess of brawny grasping arms and writhing shoulders. Liu setting her feet, digging in: she's fighting toe to toe, swapping it up tuff off the ropes. Short, tidy slugging - both girls tucking short right hands thick to squirming paunches; hooking tight to jug and chin; jerking uppercuts to pick startled heads up out of crouches. Liu proving very able in the trenches - quicker, cuter hands getting the better of Kelly's tits and tummy - Lucy frequently able to punch in combination, turn Clarkson into the ropes to reverse field on the blonde.
R7: Girls step into each other's breadbasket with thumping right hands, both turn on come-back hooks and DOWN GOES LUCY! Liu chin-clipped and thrown back onto her rump - she sits up pretty, shaking her astonished head as Kelly whoops it up. Lucy up in good shape, smacking gloves together - she gets back on her bicycle, using her legs to dictate terms. Clarkson over-eager - Liu able to fade, walk Kelly into sneaky counter lead rights from closed stances or cuffing check-hooks while pivoting clockwise - Lucy easily boxes out the round, avoids further trauma as Kelly posts an important 10-8.
R8: Kelly presses her attack at the ropes: Liu slipping, weaving, countering beautifully from the pocket. Lucy absorbing punishment on her arms and flanks, but she's repeatedly chin-checking Kelly with either hand in response - Liu's punch selection and placement much more polished than her eager foe. Midway through, Liu pointing the left shoulder, crouching to her right - she rolls a looping Clarkson right, comes back a poking right hand bingo on the chin; dips right to slip under Kelly's waving hook and pokes another vicious straight right hand onto Clarkson's chin. Kelly swooning into ropes, but curvy legs holding her up - she covers up earmuff, leans forward and soaks as Liu digs in to dish. Lucy RIPPING at her girl's flanks - mustering vicious leverage as she turns hips and torso into ringing blasts. Poor Kelly misty-eyed at the bell, hurt to the body and chin, but refusing to give Lucy satisfaction.
R9: Hottest two way brawling of the fight - Lucy willing to stand in shoulder to shoulder as Kelly walks her girl to ropes and pours on the pressure. Kelly leaning forward behind her gloves: Lucy pressing her left shoulder into Clarkson's mitts, right hand at her cheek, left across her body - they take turns getting off from respective postures. Uppercuts, hooks, clubbing right hands - it's all happening at the zoo. By the final minute, Kelly shaking off Lucy's right hands now - blonde pushing brunette into the ropes, landing thick n' loud to the body: Liu's grimacing, clinching at the bell.
R10: More hot-swapping body action - Liu refusing to fight her fight in favour of toe-to-toe sloshing. Kelly more or less stationary, parked in behind her gloves, waiting her turn, then clubbing away head and shoulders on Lucy. Liu dipping side to side, cuter, slicker, tucking her shots into Kelly with firmer spank and dig - but give blondie credit: Clarkson refusing to take even one step back. Crowd roaring - lots of stand-and-deliver, two-way action for a Liu fight - girls spank it up to the finish line as ref has to enforce the break. Comes back one point duke - Lucy Liu.
After: Both girls rung up: puffy faced, rosey-ribbed - just a tuff, tuff, contest as Clarkson forces Liu out of her comfort zone. Liu the winner on the cards, but both gals come out with positives: Clarkson goes the distance hard and well with a future hall-of-famer; Lucy shows much improved form on the inside, punishing a very strong bodied, stocky blonde at her own game much of the evening.
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Post by Archer on Oct 22, 2016 14:32:40 GMT -6
8 MAY 2006 LUCY LIU VS CARMEN ELECTRA
BOXING AFTER DARK
(Thanks to FightFan for this repost)
Posted by simguy on 5/8/2006, 8:16 am
(I'm on a plane in 4 hours - here's one for the road)
Before: Lucy and Carmen once brawled for pound-for-pound dominance - now they look to use one another just to get back in the hunt. Liu coming in a ship-shape 110 for the contracted flyweight bout, but Electra firming up at bantam - Carmen pays a fine to Lucy; Liu happy to accept the weight differential. "I just want to knock porky out," Liu shrugs, "I don't care how sloppy she is on the scales. I'm a little nostalgic actually - fighting Carmen brings back old memories of when we used to own the FCBA. I think Electra's definitely shot, but I'm feeling rejuvenated - I'm really looking forward to this." Carmen non-plussed at Liu's assessment - Electra angling towards a Pressly bout, looking to shine against an old nemesis. "Liu's a good tune up for Jaime," Carmen says at the podium. "Not that their styles are all that similar, but they're two of the quickest girls around and they fight at the same tempo. I'm the only one faster than they are, so it's tough to get good sparring - you pretty much have to fight one to get ready for the other." Liu in tawdry western motif buckskin bikini, slick low ponytail, mid-calf sheepskin UGG boxing boots, short loin cloth skirt back and front. Carmen in black bikini, electric blue strings, white aerobics shoes and socks, frosted hair. Small gloves, both vixens.
During R1: Oily little cobras prowl and feint 'round one another - supple, silky stuff. Both girls stepping from orthodox into southpaw stances at will, pointing either shoulder as they change foot-position, bending low at the waist, crouching, leaning out onto the back foot to change distance without losing position. Carmen gets the better of early manoeuverings, feinting Lucy out of position and shocking her a straight, pulverizing right on the mouth: Liu sent in a reeling backpedal, very strongly struck at the minute mark. Carmen grinning, hopping-to - she cleans up a snik-snak left/right on Lucy's taut middle as Liu's showing earmuff - then Electra bounds away to the right. Liu able to shake off the powershot - flat-footed stalking continues as both girls look to turn flanks, feint, lead with power hooks or right hands in a sinuous first.
R2: Electra continues to outclass Liu - creepstepping around, jabbing to the body, jumping in aggressive hooks, straight rights, even leaping left uppercut leads. Liu defensively sound, easing onto her back foot, turning her shoulders, then bending at the waist to slip shots - pivoting to either side with a scowl of concentration - just grazing contact as attacking Carmen can't find Asian flesh flush. Nothing back from Lucy - she's retreating for the most part, turning Carmen at the ropes and prowling back to midring. Electra brawny - throwing hard overhand rights as she steps forward with the left foot; lifting vicious left uppercuts while stepping forward with the right foot. During the break - Carmen's corner happy with territorial dominance, but they want a jab from Electra: "Set this girl up baby, give her some stick, THEN bring the heat!"
R3: Liu adjusting, getting her timing down - all about timing and footwork between these two. Lucy right hand under her chin, left at her gut - pocket boxing as she stands flat footed, twisting her torso to either side and bending at the waist - rolling and slipping Carmen's shots. Electra misses a right hand over top: Liu answers a short, reefing left thick in the ribs. Liu sways back from a gambling Electra Left uppercut, simultaneously cuffing a hook against Carmen's mouth, shunting her off balance. Lucy bending low in orthodox stance (left foot forward), comes up with a sudden right uppercut to split Electra's mitts, then turns the right hand over into a clouting cross to cheek, THEN hops back out of range with a knocking little jab against Carm's left temple. Liu takes back the class advantage - touching Electra up and leaving her sputtering in frustration at the bell.
R4: Both beauties getting it done - bewildering display of supple upperbody gyrations; prowling, stepping power-punching; mirror-image gliding, thrust and parry as girls cover every inch of ring. Neither vixen employing much of a jab - Liu just extending her left to Carm's face to screen and irritate: Electra pawing her left, or cuffing with it while hopping forward, looking to lean into go-home rights. Both girls ducking under the other's power, walking opposing waists into clinches, or simply pivoting around the aggressor in silky matadora style. Liu in a wide stance leans in and flutters a lead right up at Carmen, making her blink long enough to collect a tart left hook - Liu hopping forward into it, tucking her shoulder behind it and punching Carmen off balance with a solid chin check. That single shot the defining moment of the round, separating Lucy from Carmen on the cards.
R5: Electra feints Lucy, jumps in a lead hook to jaw, twisting her hips, tucking her shoulder behind it and clouting Liu off balance to open the round. More prowling stalking, Liu frowning, eyes flat and baleful - Carmen merry, pursing her lips as she rolls her fists, dips and crouches. Minute mark, Liu retreating to ropes, pointing her left shoulder at Carmen - she lures Electra in, rolling with Carmen's lead right, then answering back a gorgeous, hoisting right uppercut to the pit of Electra's stomach. Instant grimace from Electra: she's hurt. Liu quick-pivoting left off the ropes, turning Electra's right flank: Lucy with a swiping hook on the ear, then a short, chopping straight right to the right side of Carmen's jaw unhinges Electra's knees, staggering her face-first into the ropes. Electra woozy, rights herself with a daring wide left hook off the ropes: Liu ducks under it, jumps in a tucking hook square to Carmen's breasts, pancaking the blonde into the ropes with a body-press follow-through. Lucy quickly separating, crouching low, weaving to the left as Carm paws out a panicky right: Liu jumps in another hook, tucking her shoulder in behind, carrying her weight into Carm as fist crashes home to unprotected jaw. Liu pressing into Carm, then disengaging again and ELECTRA PEELS OFF THE ROPES. Electra KO'd by that lunging hook - wilts face-first to ropes, sprawling prettily at Lucy's feet as Liu breaks into a happy grin. KO5 in sinewy fashion - Lucy Liu.
After: Liu bangs out her second straight bantam - this one almost a mirror image of herself - Trainer Janet Jones beaming with pride, clapping her hands as she struts the ring while Lucy's doing interviews. "I wanted Salma Hayek for this fight, but whatever," Liu explains in postfight. "The point is, I'm back, I'm knocking girls loopy and I'm feeling better than I've felt in years. Carmen gave me looks, did what she does, and look at her now. There's no stopping me and when I get those flyweight belts back - I promise you a reign of freaking terror the likes of which the FCBA has never SEEN!"
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