Post by Lookout! Boxing on Oct 28, 2016 0:23:19 GMT -6
Sienna Miller versus Julie Benz
(Words: Empire / Results: Lookout!)
Prefight: "I've come a long way since my first bout with Julie. At the time I was still rebounding from losing the titles, so I wasn't really focused. After several years reflection I'm ready to prove that night in 2011 was a fluke" states a confident Sienna Miller. "Sienna's still a trashy little brat. I enjoyed breaking her down that night, feeling her bend and break after each punch. Tonight I'll leave her in worse shape, let's see what her post fight excuse is this time" replies an irate Julie Benz. Blonde beauties turn back the clock as they disrobe, Sienna wearing the same blue bikini from their first encounter, white gloves, blonde locks loose, listening intently as Stacy provides words of wisdom. Julie still in tremendous shape, rocking a lavender bikini, white gloves, blonde hair swept back into a ponytail. Hateful staredown ensues during the refs instructions, thudding echos shooting across the arena when they touch gloves.
R1: Sienna quickly establishes the jab, banging away quick rights and lefts before retreating to the open ring. Benz moving forward, covering up as she tries to find her opening. Miller using her legs, quickly shifting before Julie can smother her, peppering her guard before sampling belly and breasts. Benz just blocking and taking, gauging her foes ability, temporarily hurt when Sienna sneaks a right past her guard at the bell. Miller smirking, confident she's got this.
R2: Julie shakes it off, takes the initiative with a blistering assault on Miller's body. Whacking lefts and rights to the ribs back Sienna up, followed by a right to the navel as Miller cries out behind her mitts, cramping forward to tie up around Benz's waist. Julie shakes her off, slams a right to the mouth to back her girl up, palming her shoulder back to stack her up and slamming a pair of lefts off her breasts. Sienna crippled, unable to shake her foe, holding on when she can and sneaking the stray shot in to the bell.
R3: Miller back on her bicycle, spitting out rapid successions of jabs, mixing a sharp left hook that sends Julie retreating backwards to the ropes behind raised mitts. Sienna targets taut blonde belly, seeking to avenge her own throbbing core, lathering her girl with quick successions of hooks and jabs to keep her mitts high. Benz taking it well, rolling shots and twisting in the pocket, as Miller is unable to target her chin. Julie able to twist to her left as Sienna lunges forward, grabbing her in a headlock and holding on until the ref steps in. Benz dropping her mitts, jutting out her chin at her foe as the bell sounds, Miller stomping her foot on her way back to her corner, unable to close out her wily foe.
R4: Sienna hurt early, Benz bobbing to her right to avoid a rushing right hook, slamming a left hook into Sienna's cheek swiveling her head and sending her stumbling backwards stricken. Julie fighting back a smile as she trods forward thudding quick lefts and rights to Sienna's exposed ribs and belly as she herds her to the ropes. Benz snaps a right uppercut through Miller's guard snapping her head back as she reclines against the cables followed up by a pair of right hooks to the liver as Sienna begins to sob, desperately trying to clinch and shake of the cobwebs . Julie responds with another harpooning right to the belly dropping Sienna to all fours, Benz tries to sneak another shot in as Miller drops as the ref quickly intervenes. Miller's eyes pinched shut in agony, manages to rise for a shaky eight as Julie marches forward. Benz easily bodies her foe back to the ropes, begins helping herself to Sienna's belly and breasts as she moans in pain, fitting the odd uppercut or hook through her barely there guard. Miller swaying, terribly hurt, wrapping her arms around Julie's upper back in desperation as Julie continues to chug away at her body ref moving in to seperate them at the bell, Sienna out on her feet, falling back into the ropes as Stacy rushes forward to aid her girl. Benz punched out, chest heaving as Sienna swoons on her stool across the ring.
R5: Julie up quickly off her stool as the bell sounds, trodding forward into her stricken foe as Sienna sags against the cables. Benz quickly back to the body, thudding rights and lefts in compact sequences as Sienna desperately tries to slide along the ropes and get her legs back under her. Julie outmuscling her girl, pinning her against the cables each time she tries to spin out, pummeling her aching breasts with compact left hooks followed by right hooks just below Sienna's eye. Miller catching a real beating, finally finds something as she slams a right into Julie's solar plexus bunching her up and affording her a desperately needed clinch. The final moments of the round boil down to a war in a phonebooth as blonde rivals trade shots mouth on shoulder, Julie winning the war of attrition, backing her girl against the cables but Sienna proves stubborn, fighting back as the bell sounds. Between rounds Kate tending to Sienna's battered body and a small mouse forming underneath her left eye, Julie taking on water furiously, utterly spent after two rounds of epic shelling.
R6: Benz slowly making her way forward behind a raised guard, utterly spent. Sienna slowly trodding forward still terribly hurt, left eye continuing to swell from Julie's punishment. Miller thumps a left off Benz's guard followed by a pair of rights to the belly, winning a sigh from her foe. Sienna reaching under Julie's arms, struggling as she gradually works her girl back to the ropes. Miller bobbing, evading Benz's sluggish hooks and slamming more shots into her belly. Sienna follows up with clubbing rights to the right shoulder and cheek as Benz seeks to pull her in for a clinch, Miller slams a left uppercut in as Julie leans forward sending her cascading into the ropes hands dropping to her sides, Sienna out for revenge, slamming a pair of lefts that swivel Benz's chin as she sways out on her feet, eyes pinched shut, mouth open, ref rushing in to body Sienna off as Julie stumbles forward, official waives it off... TKO 6 Sienna Miller!
Post-fight: Sienna exhausted, badly battered, she doesn't look like the winner after six vicious rounds, opting to give a postfight interview in her locker room as Julie is looked over by her concerned seconds and the rightside doctor. "Julie brought it tonight, she's still as strong as I remember but tonight I proved once and for all that I'm better. I hope Penelope was watching because I have something far worse in store for her." Julie heartbroken when interviewed, "Sienna was always sneaky, I had her tonight and she knows it, in the forth she was sobbing and whining like the little brat she is. I should have slowed my pace, but I was overeager to put her away. If she has the guts the score is 1-1, I'll be ready for the rubbermatch if she wants it."
(Words: Empire / Results: Lookout!)
Prefight: "I've come a long way since my first bout with Julie. At the time I was still rebounding from losing the titles, so I wasn't really focused. After several years reflection I'm ready to prove that night in 2011 was a fluke" states a confident Sienna Miller. "Sienna's still a trashy little brat. I enjoyed breaking her down that night, feeling her bend and break after each punch. Tonight I'll leave her in worse shape, let's see what her post fight excuse is this time" replies an irate Julie Benz. Blonde beauties turn back the clock as they disrobe, Sienna wearing the same blue bikini from their first encounter, white gloves, blonde locks loose, listening intently as Stacy provides words of wisdom. Julie still in tremendous shape, rocking a lavender bikini, white gloves, blonde hair swept back into a ponytail. Hateful staredown ensues during the refs instructions, thudding echos shooting across the arena when they touch gloves.
R1: Sienna quickly establishes the jab, banging away quick rights and lefts before retreating to the open ring. Benz moving forward, covering up as she tries to find her opening. Miller using her legs, quickly shifting before Julie can smother her, peppering her guard before sampling belly and breasts. Benz just blocking and taking, gauging her foes ability, temporarily hurt when Sienna sneaks a right past her guard at the bell. Miller smirking, confident she's got this.
R2: Julie shakes it off, takes the initiative with a blistering assault on Miller's body. Whacking lefts and rights to the ribs back Sienna up, followed by a right to the navel as Miller cries out behind her mitts, cramping forward to tie up around Benz's waist. Julie shakes her off, slams a right to the mouth to back her girl up, palming her shoulder back to stack her up and slamming a pair of lefts off her breasts. Sienna crippled, unable to shake her foe, holding on when she can and sneaking the stray shot in to the bell.
R3: Miller back on her bicycle, spitting out rapid successions of jabs, mixing a sharp left hook that sends Julie retreating backwards to the ropes behind raised mitts. Sienna targets taut blonde belly, seeking to avenge her own throbbing core, lathering her girl with quick successions of hooks and jabs to keep her mitts high. Benz taking it well, rolling shots and twisting in the pocket, as Miller is unable to target her chin. Julie able to twist to her left as Sienna lunges forward, grabbing her in a headlock and holding on until the ref steps in. Benz dropping her mitts, jutting out her chin at her foe as the bell sounds, Miller stomping her foot on her way back to her corner, unable to close out her wily foe.
R4: Sienna hurt early, Benz bobbing to her right to avoid a rushing right hook, slamming a left hook into Sienna's cheek swiveling her head and sending her stumbling backwards stricken. Julie fighting back a smile as she trods forward thudding quick lefts and rights to Sienna's exposed ribs and belly as she herds her to the ropes. Benz snaps a right uppercut through Miller's guard snapping her head back as she reclines against the cables followed up by a pair of right hooks to the liver as Sienna begins to sob, desperately trying to clinch and shake of the cobwebs . Julie responds with another harpooning right to the belly dropping Sienna to all fours, Benz tries to sneak another shot in as Miller drops as the ref quickly intervenes. Miller's eyes pinched shut in agony, manages to rise for a shaky eight as Julie marches forward. Benz easily bodies her foe back to the ropes, begins helping herself to Sienna's belly and breasts as she moans in pain, fitting the odd uppercut or hook through her barely there guard. Miller swaying, terribly hurt, wrapping her arms around Julie's upper back in desperation as Julie continues to chug away at her body ref moving in to seperate them at the bell, Sienna out on her feet, falling back into the ropes as Stacy rushes forward to aid her girl. Benz punched out, chest heaving as Sienna swoons on her stool across the ring.
R5: Julie up quickly off her stool as the bell sounds, trodding forward into her stricken foe as Sienna sags against the cables. Benz quickly back to the body, thudding rights and lefts in compact sequences as Sienna desperately tries to slide along the ropes and get her legs back under her. Julie outmuscling her girl, pinning her against the cables each time she tries to spin out, pummeling her aching breasts with compact left hooks followed by right hooks just below Sienna's eye. Miller catching a real beating, finally finds something as she slams a right into Julie's solar plexus bunching her up and affording her a desperately needed clinch. The final moments of the round boil down to a war in a phonebooth as blonde rivals trade shots mouth on shoulder, Julie winning the war of attrition, backing her girl against the cables but Sienna proves stubborn, fighting back as the bell sounds. Between rounds Kate tending to Sienna's battered body and a small mouse forming underneath her left eye, Julie taking on water furiously, utterly spent after two rounds of epic shelling.
R6: Benz slowly making her way forward behind a raised guard, utterly spent. Sienna slowly trodding forward still terribly hurt, left eye continuing to swell from Julie's punishment. Miller thumps a left off Benz's guard followed by a pair of rights to the belly, winning a sigh from her foe. Sienna reaching under Julie's arms, struggling as she gradually works her girl back to the ropes. Miller bobbing, evading Benz's sluggish hooks and slamming more shots into her belly. Sienna follows up with clubbing rights to the right shoulder and cheek as Benz seeks to pull her in for a clinch, Miller slams a left uppercut in as Julie leans forward sending her cascading into the ropes hands dropping to her sides, Sienna out for revenge, slamming a pair of lefts that swivel Benz's chin as she sways out on her feet, eyes pinched shut, mouth open, ref rushing in to body Sienna off as Julie stumbles forward, official waives it off... TKO 6 Sienna Miller!
Post-fight: Sienna exhausted, badly battered, she doesn't look like the winner after six vicious rounds, opting to give a postfight interview in her locker room as Julie is looked over by her concerned seconds and the rightside doctor. "Julie brought it tonight, she's still as strong as I remember but tonight I proved once and for all that I'm better. I hope Penelope was watching because I have something far worse in store for her." Julie heartbroken when interviewed, "Sienna was always sneaky, I had her tonight and she knows it, in the forth she was sobbing and whining like the little brat she is. I should have slowed my pace, but I was overeager to put her away. If she has the guts the score is 1-1, I'll be ready for the rubbermatch if she wants it."