Jenna Louise Coleman vs Camila Mendes
Dec 31, 2020 17:55:40 GMT -6
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Jenna Louise Coleman vs
Camila Mendes
Before: Jenna finding herself overshadowed by the meteoric rise of Isabela Moner, knows this rare moment in the spotlight is her best chance back into the title picture: “I’ll be reminding everyone what they’ve been missing. Poor Camila is just going to be made an example of!”
Camila and Olivia drifting off of each other to give O&E dynastic ambitions at flyweight that haven’t been seen since the prime of Claire and Mishy. “She’s going to see an ‘example’, alright. An ‘example’ of just what Lily’s been ducking!”
Jenna entering in her blue bikini, blue gloves, hair back in a battle-pony. Camila enters in her high-waisted black bikini, black gloves, hair slicked back.
R1: Camila right to work: jab to get Jenna into high-earmuff; wide right hand above left hip; DIGGING left hook succulent behind right elbow, shaking her Brit's torso with meaty thump. Mendes roaming to her right - stepping flat-footed in puncher's aspect: she continues to mine the gut - hooking viciously at waist/behind right elbow; flashing right uppercuts across Coleman's prepared guard; stepping in with left shoulder to bump her off-line; walking Jenna down. Coleman not happy about the ringing body-spank she's taking, but unable to answer effectively, Mendes puts on a brawny body-punching clinic - steppin' around her girl, bumping that left shoulder, ripping licks off the bump for a near perfect opener.
R2: Jenna jabbing at midring, scoring to mouth and cheekbones, coaxing Camila onto her back leg. Coleman going to work: wide, swinging right hand roundhouses spank flank and lower back as Mendes presents her left side; drifting right crosses make glancing contact only as ‘Mila shoulder-rolls to slip; hooks slap at breast - and when doubled or tripled up - clout Mendes out of her stance. Fight drifts to ropes with Camila setting up a Britney-esque rolling pocket: she's cute and keeping her chin safe, but Jenna whacking the waistline/hips with thumping authority from both hands, hammering a sullen, grumpy look onto 'Mila's face by the bell.
R3: Camila back on the attack, featuring a Lima-style lashing left hook to waist/flank, Jenna hunkering down in tight earmuff, trying to block body blows on her elbows, then answer-back hot. Midway through, Coleman gets the timing right, turning 'Mila's chin with a clean counter-left hook. MENDES IS HURT! Camila staring in astonishment as feet do a little hurtin' shuffle, Jenna pounces-in sidearm right whacked loud to belly; brace of hooks to jug, beating her American ropeside. Mendes distraught, but rallying well in the pocket, once again shows slick, supple form off the ropes - bobbing at the waist; twisting torso side to side as she rolls-with shots; chopping back cutey-pie rights or lefts with compact, elbows-down hacking delivery. Coleman stymied by 'Mila's fierce pocket-defence, but takes the round regardless.
R4: Jenna wading in Big Girl - reaching under Camila’s arms; chest-stacking her to ropes; pushing off to soak the tummy hup-hup-hup; coming up top to hook jugs and chin like a champ. Mendes getting ragdolled and worked over, but laying in tasty licks off the counter: time and again she catches Coleman clean, sneaky right hands from the crouch - twisting torso-left to lay over on the left side on supple follow-through. Camila stubborn, giving as good as she's getting for two minutes, but down the stretch, Jenna’s wicked little chops and cuffs put visible tremors in buns and thighs. Mendes gasping, reaching to clinch down the stretch: Coleman happy for the rest, both fighters panting with their eyes closed, leaned against the ropes ropes, holding each other close for the break.
R5: Camila catches her second wind, pours it to Jenna all one-way, bell to bell. Coleman not answering back, actively looking for clinches - tying up head-and-arm; tying up behind the elbows. Job of work for Mendes to wriggle her arms free and stay busy, as rounds wears on, she's getting stronger, pushing her way into the clear, getting work done as Jenna fades. ‘Mila laying on Coleman while packing short left hands into breadbasket, panting hot into Brit's shoulder as JMD-grade pace takes its toll again. Final torment down the stretch: rip-roaring assault on Jenna's jugs, Camila lifting her mitts into short, hoisting hup-hup – bunching ‘em up, buckling knees and leaving Coleman aching in ropes at bell.
R6: Jenna back on the attack, tries her luck again - leaning in robust right hands, coming back hooks. Camila snarling, answering back in kind: both girls gambling crazy, punching as hard as they can as crowd goes wild. Best two way action of the fight: Coleman snarling as she uses feints to set up chopping right hands over ‘Mila's left, then leaning in to hook tummy and jugs. Mendes banging back - pumping furiously at Jenna's quivering gut, chewing her way up-torso to pummel tits. Both land swift right/left cuffing combos to either jawline, startling one another in spots: crowd roaring in appreciation of feisty flyweight fireworks. Blistering exchange sees both girls miss lead right hands, then come back hooks: Camila's back knee gives way, nearly touching down as Jenna wins the race. Coleman rushing in to capitalize, desperate combo from Mendes sees right and left bouncing off British skull and jaw, buckling Jenna's knees. Bleak, wobbly-butt fighters withdraw, circle back in a wounded shuffle. Camila dips low, then straightens up into a short hook as she wobbles in close - catching Coleman bingo on the chin. AND SHE’S DOWN! Jenna took that one full force; head bouncing off canvas as she crashes down hard. IT'S OVER! Coleman mumbling in pain, head lolling side to side, right knee rising, then falling as that leg flexes, then straightens out. It’s a KO6 for Camila Mendes in a slugfest!
Camila Mendes
Before: Jenna finding herself overshadowed by the meteoric rise of Isabela Moner, knows this rare moment in the spotlight is her best chance back into the title picture: “I’ll be reminding everyone what they’ve been missing. Poor Camila is just going to be made an example of!”
Camila and Olivia drifting off of each other to give O&E dynastic ambitions at flyweight that haven’t been seen since the prime of Claire and Mishy. “She’s going to see an ‘example’, alright. An ‘example’ of just what Lily’s been ducking!”
Jenna entering in her blue bikini, blue gloves, hair back in a battle-pony. Camila enters in her high-waisted black bikini, black gloves, hair slicked back.
R1: Camila right to work: jab to get Jenna into high-earmuff; wide right hand above left hip; DIGGING left hook succulent behind right elbow, shaking her Brit's torso with meaty thump. Mendes roaming to her right - stepping flat-footed in puncher's aspect: she continues to mine the gut - hooking viciously at waist/behind right elbow; flashing right uppercuts across Coleman's prepared guard; stepping in with left shoulder to bump her off-line; walking Jenna down. Coleman not happy about the ringing body-spank she's taking, but unable to answer effectively, Mendes puts on a brawny body-punching clinic - steppin' around her girl, bumping that left shoulder, ripping licks off the bump for a near perfect opener.
R2: Jenna jabbing at midring, scoring to mouth and cheekbones, coaxing Camila onto her back leg. Coleman going to work: wide, swinging right hand roundhouses spank flank and lower back as Mendes presents her left side; drifting right crosses make glancing contact only as ‘Mila shoulder-rolls to slip; hooks slap at breast - and when doubled or tripled up - clout Mendes out of her stance. Fight drifts to ropes with Camila setting up a Britney-esque rolling pocket: she's cute and keeping her chin safe, but Jenna whacking the waistline/hips with thumping authority from both hands, hammering a sullen, grumpy look onto 'Mila's face by the bell.
R3: Camila back on the attack, featuring a Lima-style lashing left hook to waist/flank, Jenna hunkering down in tight earmuff, trying to block body blows on her elbows, then answer-back hot. Midway through, Coleman gets the timing right, turning 'Mila's chin with a clean counter-left hook. MENDES IS HURT! Camila staring in astonishment as feet do a little hurtin' shuffle, Jenna pounces-in sidearm right whacked loud to belly; brace of hooks to jug, beating her American ropeside. Mendes distraught, but rallying well in the pocket, once again shows slick, supple form off the ropes - bobbing at the waist; twisting torso side to side as she rolls-with shots; chopping back cutey-pie rights or lefts with compact, elbows-down hacking delivery. Coleman stymied by 'Mila's fierce pocket-defence, but takes the round regardless.
R4: Jenna wading in Big Girl - reaching under Camila’s arms; chest-stacking her to ropes; pushing off to soak the tummy hup-hup-hup; coming up top to hook jugs and chin like a champ. Mendes getting ragdolled and worked over, but laying in tasty licks off the counter: time and again she catches Coleman clean, sneaky right hands from the crouch - twisting torso-left to lay over on the left side on supple follow-through. Camila stubborn, giving as good as she's getting for two minutes, but down the stretch, Jenna’s wicked little chops and cuffs put visible tremors in buns and thighs. Mendes gasping, reaching to clinch down the stretch: Coleman happy for the rest, both fighters panting with their eyes closed, leaned against the ropes ropes, holding each other close for the break.
R5: Camila catches her second wind, pours it to Jenna all one-way, bell to bell. Coleman not answering back, actively looking for clinches - tying up head-and-arm; tying up behind the elbows. Job of work for Mendes to wriggle her arms free and stay busy, as rounds wears on, she's getting stronger, pushing her way into the clear, getting work done as Jenna fades. ‘Mila laying on Coleman while packing short left hands into breadbasket, panting hot into Brit's shoulder as JMD-grade pace takes its toll again. Final torment down the stretch: rip-roaring assault on Jenna's jugs, Camila lifting her mitts into short, hoisting hup-hup – bunching ‘em up, buckling knees and leaving Coleman aching in ropes at bell.
R6: Jenna back on the attack, tries her luck again - leaning in robust right hands, coming back hooks. Camila snarling, answering back in kind: both girls gambling crazy, punching as hard as they can as crowd goes wild. Best two way action of the fight: Coleman snarling as she uses feints to set up chopping right hands over ‘Mila's left, then leaning in to hook tummy and jugs. Mendes banging back - pumping furiously at Jenna's quivering gut, chewing her way up-torso to pummel tits. Both land swift right/left cuffing combos to either jawline, startling one another in spots: crowd roaring in appreciation of feisty flyweight fireworks. Blistering exchange sees both girls miss lead right hands, then come back hooks: Camila's back knee gives way, nearly touching down as Jenna wins the race. Coleman rushing in to capitalize, desperate combo from Mendes sees right and left bouncing off British skull and jaw, buckling Jenna's knees. Bleak, wobbly-butt fighters withdraw, circle back in a wounded shuffle. Camila dips low, then straightens up into a short hook as she wobbles in close - catching Coleman bingo on the chin. AND SHE’S DOWN! Jenna took that one full force; head bouncing off canvas as she crashes down hard. IT'S OVER! Coleman mumbling in pain, head lolling side to side, right knee rising, then falling as that leg flexes, then straightens out. It’s a KO6 for Camila Mendes in a slugfest!