Post by Lookout! Boxing on Sept 25, 2020 19:21:57 GMT -6
Olivia Holt versus
Isabela Moner
Before: Moner surviving the purge at GBS, finds herself needing to move quickly to get ahead of new arrival Paige VanZant. This is too good a chance to pass up: “We’ve slimmed down, lost our deadweight, and now its time for us to point ourselves at the belts! After I lay out this blonde, I’ll be knocking down the doors to whoever wins tonight!”
Olivia the hoary veteran ex-champ at 23, preparing to make the climb back to the top: “Nobody makes it back into the title picture with one win. But Issy lokes like she’s going to be a factor, so we better remind of her place now!”
Olivia in her signature high-waisted black bikini, black gloves, shoulder length hair loose. Isabela in red bikini with white gloves, hair up in a topknot.
R1: Isabela roaming to her right; crouching as she paws the jab, then jumps in - her right hand gripping outside Olivia's right elbow; crowding close to get cheek to cheek. From there it's bruising hold and hit: Moner will keep grippin' bicep with her left hand while chopping a short right across Holt's jaw, then clamping on with her right to smother receipts. Holding right/slugging left, Isabela will tuck into the body, or hook the chin, then clamp-and-waltz. Takes Olivia a minute to figure out the game, then she's doing the same thing - holding and hitting as girls step around in a tight circle, each working up back-sweat with the constant muscular effort. Holt with the faster hands, methodically busier, willing to work in the phonebooth, but a little frustrated at times as the ref's issuing relatively few breaks.
R2: Isabela's game plan: jab for initiative out of a flat-footed crouch; slide on in to grip-up on Olivia's arms, holding her cheek to cheek with left shoulder in her chest; punch with one hand while holding with the other, then glom on with the punching hand as well - walking her blonde around in circles all the while. Grunting, sweaty work: fighters clouting chin via short, chop-across rights; tucking short hooks to breadbasket or chin; occasionally fitting right uppercuts to chin with dramatic effect, knocking each other's head back to oohs and ahs. Moner disciplined though - tying up after landing, never deliberately opening things up: she's committed to little-big-girl attrition in the trenches, not a free-swinging firefight or boxing match. Holt clearly outfought this time - strong body absorbing blows, legs never shaken...but she's getting walked around and bludgeoned like we've rarely seen.
R3: Isabella once again jabbing from her crouch, hopping in with deceptive quickness: she's gripping-up with Olivia's arms, forcing that shuffling, hold-and-hit routine. Holt competitive - taking her turns pushing Moner around; imitating her short-clout chopping blows, but the the GBS frontrunner's fully committed to this kind of fight. Where Olivia will hang on for ref's breaks, Isabela's actively looking to hold-and-hit - and when she's not doing that - she's putting her left shoulder in the blonde's tits and walking her around. Holt pushed into ropes at times, but too strong to be held down...fighters tumble along the cables, reversing positions - taking turns chucking right hands into offending bellies from the top position, while left hands hold opposing right bicep. Ref IS issuing breaks, but Moner pretty cute with her approaches: quick jabs to Olivia's eyeline making her blink just long enough for Moner to step-in.
R4: No surprise, Isabella in off the jab, hold-and-hit chop-and-clinch brutality commences - brunette hacking away, walking Olivia around. Holt grimly competing - wrenching her right arm clear to paste Moner to chin, then tying up - walking the smaller girl around; hooking her breadbasket. Olivia's legs gradually taking canvas, walking Isabella to ropes: blonde able to body-up mouth-on-shoulder, push off with her left elbow on Moner's tits, then bang the body right/left underneath. Isabella grimacing - her chin on Olivia's left shoulder as girls hunch forward, palming hips or forming crossed-arm underneath to block the pounding. Good steady pressure down the stretch from Holt, she's shovin' and sluggin' like a champ, taking the round strong, pulling even on all cards through 4 bashing heats!
R5: Olivia ups tempo - stiff jabbing Isabella body/head, then kissing her righty: brunette forced back in early action. Middle minute, Holt's pressure brings out the slugger in Moner- crowd roaring as flyweights stand-and-deliver like a couple JMDers. Both fighters dipping and twisting side to side, hauling home robust, roundhouse rights and lefts: Isabella catches a heavy right upside her head, followed by a swinging left wide to chin and MONER'S DOWN! Isabela punched to her buns: Olivia batting her mitts on the strut past. Final minute: Moner’s thighs a little shaky: she sets up at apron, looking to rope-a-dope as Holt storms forward. Olivia smart, evading Isabella’s grasping hands, focusing on that luscious teenage body: bouncing leather off beef to bell.
R6: Olivia pumping jabs early, Isabela times a gambling right hand over top, POUNDING blonde's left eye. HOLT'S HURT! Delayed effect in Livy's knees as she walks to her right, stumbles, rights herself lame and blinking. Isabela grinning big, rushes in, reaches under Holt's arms, stampedes her to ropes. Bruising shove-and-slug, Issy on Livy: blonde stunned, trusting her legs to hold her up as brunette swarms. Beefy, smothering attack at ropes: Moner bashing away as Holt shows earmuff, then bodying her blonde deep to ropes. Isabela stuffing right hands into Olivia's tummy in the clinch, or jamming in around the left elbow to work the flank: Moner pinning Holt down, fighting off her chest. Olivia rocked, distraught, but stubborn: she absorbs a bombing, but stays covered up, trusting her body against Isabela's pummelling.
R7: Olivia a-bouncing as big, stepped-in jab knocking at Isabela's left eye, punching her head back: brunette swelling up, shying away as blonde walks her down. Sweeping right hand catches Sarah just beneath the jug line: she shouts in pain, hugs her body, stumbles to her right and backs into ropes, eyes shining up moist. Holt grinning, jogging in to clean up and EATS A LOOPING RIGHT HAND! Crazy-desperate overhand right as Moner catches Olivia charging in: big head-swivel, pirouetteing-clockwise as she crosses Issy's front to crash down on her back. Moner still hugging her gut in agony, but suddenly ferocious, screaming incoherently as she sits in ropes while sliding hurt to neutral corner. Holt's eyelashes fluttering as she comes around...she rolls into ropes, pulls herself upright...she's swaying on the spot at 10, lips parted, eyes glazed and the REF WAVES IT OFF! Good Lord – TKO7 for Isabela Moner!
After: HUGE win for Isabela! She changed her game to take away Olivia’s handspeed, and it kept her in contention long enough to get her moment! Holt’s been an HISC boogieman AND gave Collins a loss back in January, with this win Moner becomes the #1 contender at fly regardless of whatever her numerical ranking!
Isabela Moner
Before: Moner surviving the purge at GBS, finds herself needing to move quickly to get ahead of new arrival Paige VanZant. This is too good a chance to pass up: “We’ve slimmed down, lost our deadweight, and now its time for us to point ourselves at the belts! After I lay out this blonde, I’ll be knocking down the doors to whoever wins tonight!”
Olivia the hoary veteran ex-champ at 23, preparing to make the climb back to the top: “Nobody makes it back into the title picture with one win. But Issy lokes like she’s going to be a factor, so we better remind of her place now!”
Olivia in her signature high-waisted black bikini, black gloves, shoulder length hair loose. Isabela in red bikini with white gloves, hair up in a topknot.
R1: Isabela roaming to her right; crouching as she paws the jab, then jumps in - her right hand gripping outside Olivia's right elbow; crowding close to get cheek to cheek. From there it's bruising hold and hit: Moner will keep grippin' bicep with her left hand while chopping a short right across Holt's jaw, then clamping on with her right to smother receipts. Holding right/slugging left, Isabela will tuck into the body, or hook the chin, then clamp-and-waltz. Takes Olivia a minute to figure out the game, then she's doing the same thing - holding and hitting as girls step around in a tight circle, each working up back-sweat with the constant muscular effort. Holt with the faster hands, methodically busier, willing to work in the phonebooth, but a little frustrated at times as the ref's issuing relatively few breaks.
R2: Isabela's game plan: jab for initiative out of a flat-footed crouch; slide on in to grip-up on Olivia's arms, holding her cheek to cheek with left shoulder in her chest; punch with one hand while holding with the other, then glom on with the punching hand as well - walking her blonde around in circles all the while. Grunting, sweaty work: fighters clouting chin via short, chop-across rights; tucking short hooks to breadbasket or chin; occasionally fitting right uppercuts to chin with dramatic effect, knocking each other's head back to oohs and ahs. Moner disciplined though - tying up after landing, never deliberately opening things up: she's committed to little-big-girl attrition in the trenches, not a free-swinging firefight or boxing match. Holt clearly outfought this time - strong body absorbing blows, legs never shaken...but she's getting walked around and bludgeoned like we've rarely seen.
R3: Isabella once again jabbing from her crouch, hopping in with deceptive quickness: she's gripping-up with Olivia's arms, forcing that shuffling, hold-and-hit routine. Holt competitive - taking her turns pushing Moner around; imitating her short-clout chopping blows, but the the GBS frontrunner's fully committed to this kind of fight. Where Olivia will hang on for ref's breaks, Isabela's actively looking to hold-and-hit - and when she's not doing that - she's putting her left shoulder in the blonde's tits and walking her around. Holt pushed into ropes at times, but too strong to be held down...fighters tumble along the cables, reversing positions - taking turns chucking right hands into offending bellies from the top position, while left hands hold opposing right bicep. Ref IS issuing breaks, but Moner pretty cute with her approaches: quick jabs to Olivia's eyeline making her blink just long enough for Moner to step-in.
R4: No surprise, Isabella in off the jab, hold-and-hit chop-and-clinch brutality commences - brunette hacking away, walking Olivia around. Holt grimly competing - wrenching her right arm clear to paste Moner to chin, then tying up - walking the smaller girl around; hooking her breadbasket. Olivia's legs gradually taking canvas, walking Isabella to ropes: blonde able to body-up mouth-on-shoulder, push off with her left elbow on Moner's tits, then bang the body right/left underneath. Isabella grimacing - her chin on Olivia's left shoulder as girls hunch forward, palming hips or forming crossed-arm underneath to block the pounding. Good steady pressure down the stretch from Holt, she's shovin' and sluggin' like a champ, taking the round strong, pulling even on all cards through 4 bashing heats!
R5: Olivia ups tempo - stiff jabbing Isabella body/head, then kissing her righty: brunette forced back in early action. Middle minute, Holt's pressure brings out the slugger in Moner- crowd roaring as flyweights stand-and-deliver like a couple JMDers. Both fighters dipping and twisting side to side, hauling home robust, roundhouse rights and lefts: Isabella catches a heavy right upside her head, followed by a swinging left wide to chin and MONER'S DOWN! Isabela punched to her buns: Olivia batting her mitts on the strut past. Final minute: Moner’s thighs a little shaky: she sets up at apron, looking to rope-a-dope as Holt storms forward. Olivia smart, evading Isabella’s grasping hands, focusing on that luscious teenage body: bouncing leather off beef to bell.
R6: Olivia pumping jabs early, Isabela times a gambling right hand over top, POUNDING blonde's left eye. HOLT'S HURT! Delayed effect in Livy's knees as she walks to her right, stumbles, rights herself lame and blinking. Isabela grinning big, rushes in, reaches under Holt's arms, stampedes her to ropes. Bruising shove-and-slug, Issy on Livy: blonde stunned, trusting her legs to hold her up as brunette swarms. Beefy, smothering attack at ropes: Moner bashing away as Holt shows earmuff, then bodying her blonde deep to ropes. Isabela stuffing right hands into Olivia's tummy in the clinch, or jamming in around the left elbow to work the flank: Moner pinning Holt down, fighting off her chest. Olivia rocked, distraught, but stubborn: she absorbs a bombing, but stays covered up, trusting her body against Isabela's pummelling.
R7: Olivia a-bouncing as big, stepped-in jab knocking at Isabela's left eye, punching her head back: brunette swelling up, shying away as blonde walks her down. Sweeping right hand catches Sarah just beneath the jug line: she shouts in pain, hugs her body, stumbles to her right and backs into ropes, eyes shining up moist. Holt grinning, jogging in to clean up and EATS A LOOPING RIGHT HAND! Crazy-desperate overhand right as Moner catches Olivia charging in: big head-swivel, pirouetteing-clockwise as she crosses Issy's front to crash down on her back. Moner still hugging her gut in agony, but suddenly ferocious, screaming incoherently as she sits in ropes while sliding hurt to neutral corner. Holt's eyelashes fluttering as she comes around...she rolls into ropes, pulls herself upright...she's swaying on the spot at 10, lips parted, eyes glazed and the REF WAVES IT OFF! Good Lord – TKO7 for Isabela Moner!
After: HUGE win for Isabela! She changed her game to take away Olivia’s handspeed, and it kept her in contention long enough to get her moment! Holt’s been an HISC boogieman AND gave Collins a loss back in January, with this win Moner becomes the #1 contender at fly regardless of whatever her numerical ranking!
