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6 OCTOBER 2000 DANA DELANY VS GILLIAN ANDERSON
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Posted by Simguy on 10/6/2000 11:38 PM
Before: Anderson under the microscope—physically and emotionally battered by Lucy Liu last time out, pundits wonder how much Gillian has left after her ordeal. Great opportunistic timing by Dana, hoping to catch Anderson at a low and scoop up a little pay back. Anderson I cream sports bra, pale blue Adidas terrycloth trunks. Dana in pink bra top, black hipster stretch shorts.
During R1: Anderson pressing her guard up against Dana goes to work with chopping strokes to the body and jaw, snapping her punches into Delany then squaring again in that fight defence. DD getting outhustled this round, lets Gillian lay down methodical shutout.
R2: Girls head to head, guard to guard, taking turns plugging one another with beefy hooks, curling right hands to the body and head. Anderson surprisingly obvious, going toe to toe, looking to establish pure physical supremacy, but Delany’s not having it Delany busier, moving Gillian back much of the round.
R3: Trench warfare continues as the girls continue to press up against one another, working short punches out of tight guards primarily to the midsection. Knees are buckled, bodies cringe occasionally as both women manage to sink in tough body shots this round. Anderson pulling away down the stretch with clubbing lefts and rights in the waist takes a close third.
R4: Almost casual walk to mid ring, guards coming up and girls lay in toe to toe once again. Delany coming hard out of the gate, reefing the hook deep to the liver, pushing in with the left shoulder, then stepping in with another hook has Anderson wobbly butt in the opening moment as Gillian’s threaten to give. Break in the bout sees Dana work Gillian to the ropes then piles on—Anderson hunching forward, giving her back and sides to Delany’s methodical clubbing work. Shout Dana D. Anderson grimacing, flexing her back at the bell—she doesn’t recover during the break.
R5: Delany climbing back on, squaring up on Gillian, stepping with the redhead as she slides along the ropes. DD setting down on sharp, biting digs, touches Anderson in the side with the hook, then doubles it to the jaw to put Gillian neatly to one knee. Anderson up and determined, puts her face on Dana and beats it out of the redhead the rest of the way, but can’t even up the cards. Delany breathing hard from Anderson’s body wok, but talking it up at the bell as Gillian looks drained, sluggish en route to her corner.
R6: Delany pulling away, starting to bully Gillian to the corner and laying it on thick. Anderson spending more and more time covered up, bent over her legs, twitching and jerking as Delany pitches leather into her pudgy sides, or bounces fists hard off the exposed lower back. Aderson open mouthed, clinches for breaks and walks Delany back to mid ring, but the fighting always sees Anderson moved into and worked over in a corner, Dying seconds—Delany with that—left to the jaw—turn Anderson’s head at the bell swooning, hand on the top rope the top rope in a daze.
R7: Gillian Anderson showing heart, gets into Dana’s trunks this round with gritty mouth-on-shoulder slogging. Anderson doing the pitching, reaching around her girl with one hand to slug with the free mitt, turning Delany, muscling her off stride. Referee prying the sweating beauties apart time and again—Delany ashen faced, clearly getting roughed up in long stretches of sinewy holding and hitting.
R8: Delany putting down the rebellion, puts her face on Gillian’s and lets her hands pump back and forth downstairs, cudgeling up Anderson’s tummy until G reaches to clinch. Delany owning much of the round, but tiring late—Anderson suddenly uptempoing, stepping back and walking DD into little uppercuts and hooks—DELANY IS HURT! D badly used stumbled forward to clinch, but Anderson giving her no respite. Gillian pouring it on, pulling sharp left hooks over and over across Dani’s sleepy face and DANA GOES OUT! Delany helpless n the ropes—ref grabs Gillian and spins her away—KO8 Gillian Anderson!
After: Stunning comeback from Anderson who had been soaking up a bad beating and looked to be on the verge of being stopped herself after six. A turn around seventh and a punishing 8th spelled doom for Dana, who had been in complete control until it went horribly wrong. Anderson answers the critics, turning back a tough challenge and showing more than a little backbone in the process.
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9 OCTOBER 2000 CARRIE ANN MOSS VS DEBORAH UNGER
Posted by Simguy on 10/9/2000, 1:33 pm
Before: Montreal the setting for a veteran non televised affair. Both girls are notoriously hard to match—Moss last getting exposure in a losing effort to Theron almost three years ago, while Unger has struggled to parlay her exciting victories over Gins Gershon into meaningful momentum. Little to choose between these two hard women very balanced, heady fighters both. Unger in ponytail, black cotton two piece, Carrie in black sports bra, red cotton briefs, ponytail.
During R1: Carrie jabbing Deborah to the ropes, takes over with punishing hooks and right hands to club the blonde into a corner, All Moss heaping it on—using the left elbow to prop her girl up, clubbing her combinations in hacking arcs from the side, never letting Unger in the game. Deb covered up, takes 3 minutes of abuse this round.
R2: Moss with that jarring stick, once again gets Unger backing up, then it’s in with the heavy handed attack to the body and head. Deb overwhelmed early, head snapping back from flush hooks and crosses pounding across her face and UNGER GOES DOWN! Tactical knee as Unger tastes blood, beats the count, then sags to the ropes as Moss wades in. Steady, steady work from the brunette, staying on top of her blonde, palming and shoving on between bashing blows to the ribs and jawline of her foe, Unger gritting her teeth, trying to roll with punches and take them on her guard, but she’s getting mauled through 2.
R3: More work from Moss as she steps with Unger and keeps hacking away, short, curling punches over and around Deborah’s guard. Final minute sees Unger finally get her butt off the ropes, stepping around her jab and bringing the fight back to mid ring where she manages to walk Carrie into some decent hooks at the bell.
R4: Bitter trade mid ring as the two pros in lean head to head, pushing off to rip hooks to the midriff, or hack down with chopping rights on the cheek. Plenty of shoulder wok in tight as the girls look to crowd after punching, but both battlers land heavy and often. Late in the round Carrie sucks the life out of Deborah with a beefy hook up into the belly, doubling the punch into a curling uppercut on the overhanging face that has Deborah stumbling.
R5: Unger showing heart, shakes off a lot of punishment to finally control a round. Hooking off her jab, she falls into Carrie with a shoulder and has the brunette on her heels most of the stanza. Moss banging back with the hook—it’s shoulder to shoulder clubbing at its finest.
R6: Deb with a good start, starts to bang back Carrie’s head with a lethal stick, but Moss turns the tide with a withering series of left hooks to the body and head, spilling the blonde back to the ropes in a daze. Carrie bullies her foe to the corner, clinching up under the arms and slumping Unger back for body work, Another bruising round for Moss—she just looks the stronger woman in this kind of toe to toe bashfest.
R7: Carrie once again doing more, hurting more as Unger battles gamely mid ring. Girls showing a lot of variety, starting combination s off sharp jabs, bumping shoulders to reset, moving heads well—but the connect rate is appalling. Both women are looking busted up and weary after 7, with Unger getting the worst of most exchanges.
R8: Carrie beating her girl in a weary path around the ring, winds up in the corner and just lays on Deborah, reaching into the blonde’s sides with thudding blows from both hands. Unger sucks it up late—Leaning back to clock Carrie with a pretty 6 inch uppercut that has Moss stunned. Final seconds very dicey for Moss as she rolls to the ropes glassy eyed, getting trounced as Unger puts punches together at the bell.
R9: Deborah Unger steps it up, winning the battle of jabs in the first minute to take over the rest of the way. It’s Unger walking Carrie down, hooking and uppercutting with the left hand off the jab and getting good head movement on Moss as the brunette starts to break down. Final minute a gut check for Moss as she is helpless at the ropes, Unger torqueing it up, pounding away with lefts and right around Moss’ guard and DOWN GOES CARRIE! Moss up at 8, but stumbling—she is saved at the bell as a cold eyed Unger is held back.
R10: Deborah feints the jab and commits to a lunging lead right hand that catches Moss looking—Carrie staggering back, takes a vicious pounding as Unger lands walking lefts and rights to drape Moss against the ropes, pushing the brunette back with little respite as Deborah keeps the pressure on. Bell to bell beating has Moss open mouthed and drowsy, defenceless as time runs out, but Unger can’t put her down. Decision comes back narrowly in favour of Carrie Ann Moss.
After: Gritty war as expected as both girls soak up terrific punishment in this one. Unger just giving away too much too early, couldn’t make up the stagger as Moss hangs on for the duke.
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13 OCTOBER 2000 MONICA BRANT VS STACEY LYNN
Posted by Simguy on 10/13/200, 10:23 PM
Before: Lynn best known as principal sparring partner for Trish Stratus, but she’s a well-known fitness fighter in her own right, regarded as a solid, if unspectacular talent. Brant is a tall order however—terrific blonde power puncher a tireless worker in the trenches and Stacey not known as a slick boxer. Pink bikini black shoes and gloves for Lynn, light blue bikini, white shoes and gloves for Monica.
During R1: Monica doing what she does best—getting into her girl’s chest, moving her hands, touching the body and head with a steady, nonstop grind. Lynn really getting tagged, baring her teeth and swinging back on occasion, but Brant too close for Lynn’s wild blows to land. Round finishes up the ropes Monica beating Stacey’s body like a rug.
R2: Lynn scores the overhand right high on Monica’s head, stunning the blonde for a moment, but Brant’s pressure becomes increasingly decisive, By the final minute, Lynn is being ragdolled up against the ropes, trying to shoulder Brant back without success and getting bludgeoned about the hips and waist without mercy. Stacey broken down at the bell, sucking wind and getting used up by an expressionless Brant.
R3: Stacey swinging for the fences in desperation—but calm Monica Brant covers her chin, bobs in Tyson style and winds up back inside without paying the toll. Double pumping efts and rights up underneath back Lynn every couple of seconds with bad intentions.
R4: Lynn again wild early—having her only moments mid ring, until inexorably backing up and taking a seat at the ropes. Solid first minute of work has Stacey disoriented, and a vicious series of straight lefts and rights from the shoulder pulp Lynn’s breasts, leaving her stunned, hands down and helpless, Shattering Marco Antonio Barrera type blows follow as Brant steps with Lynn—Stacey sliding along the ropes, taking cracking blows follow as Brant steps with Lynn—Stacey sliding along the ropes, taking cracking blows to her face and going out on her feet. Senseless beating continues as Lynn hits the corner, unable to answer the incoming and Brant pours it on, arms jerking out and into Stacey’s face—Lynn’s head bashed back and forth with a sick, lolling roll and FINALLY the referee steps in. TKO4 Monica Brant—Lynn is battered unrecognizable in one of the most one sided fitness fights in years.
After: Ugly beat down produces a happy, carefree winner who seems completely oblivious of what she’s just done, and a terribly beaten loser who cannot exit the ring under her pwn power. Lynn certainly a credible opponent—Brant shining in this dominant pressure fighting performance.
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13 OCTOBER 2000 TORRIE WILSON VS MIDAJA OHEARN
Posted by Simguy on 10/13/2000, 10:22 PM
Before: Wilson not the typical T & A Valet—she enters with impeccable fitness credentials and physical talent making her the class if the trash sports scene. Glaring WCW production, fireworks and vid screen presentations and oh yeah—a boxing match—carried as a live feed on the usual HBO broadcast. Torrie in lime sports bra top, black aerobics bottoms—Madaja in heroic high neck black sports bra, black aerobics bottoms, hair back.
During R1: Clinic put on by Torrie, hands out front as she moves fluidly around the brunette, poking in little lead rights or cupping open hand lefts to Midaja’s face while she probes for power alleys Openings come midway through as Wilson reverses field several times to bend into crushing right hands on the jaw. O’Hearn taking the power surprisingly well, but she’s wobbly butt at the bell and suffering as Torrie works the brunette’s bra with a crooked grin.
R2: Wilson feinting, weaving back, then stepping in with another heartbreaking right cross, pounds out Midaja’s mouthpiece and leaves her floundering out over feet to begin the round. Wilson cruising to another shutout as a wilting Midaja struggles to block the incoming—blonde probably not putting enough pressure on, seems to let O’Hearn off the hook with nibbling jabs and scoring right hands while backing up. Left side of Midaja’s face starting to swell up and she’s hurting, but defiant in the face of Wilson smug taunts at the bell.
R3: Shutout Midaja—she shakes off Torrie’s punishment and fights off the blonde’s chest very effectively this round. Wilson grimacing as voluptuous brunette gets every curve behind heavy licks to the body, often mugging Torrie on the ropes until the blonde can clinch. Nice in-your-trunks stuff and more compact punching than usual from Midaja—post-bell pushing punctuates O’Hearn’s aggressiveness comeback.
R4: Shutout Wilson. Torrie obviously conscious of Midaja’s fighting, circles lightly outside. Touching the brunette with a firm jab and keeping well out of range. O’Hearn not too clever with the feet—follows grimly while attempting to duck or block the taller blonde’s strokes.
R5: Torrie on her toes boing—but this isn’t the brazen, outspoken blonde who had talked about “torturing” Midaja in prefight—it’s a safety first, quick fisted athlete, scoring chopping right hands, swaying back out of range and backhanding jabs at her determined foe. Midaja resigned to eating 2 or 3 punches just to get the chance to thump Wilson’s ribs At the bell, O’Hearn’s face shiny with punishment, Wilson a little stiff as Midaja’s good work soaks into her torso during the break.
R6: Midaja walking her girl down, finally gets Torrie at the ropes and begins heaving it in around the blonde’s arms. Wilson folding forward, clinching, open mouthed—she’s being clubbed hard to the body and it shows in her thighs and trembling backside, O’Hearn even venturing upstairs with the odd wild swipe—Wilson palming the brunette’s shoulders at every opportunity to keep her away,
R7: Midaja implacable, coming straight into the bigger woman’s body, pounding her way into and past the arms to hammer ribcage, then sweeping wild lefts or rights upside the head to catch Wilson backing out. Midway through the round, a wide eft hand claps hard against Torrie’s cheek, spilling her numb against the ropes and O’Hearn wildmills in like a berserker. Wilson able to nip some nifty countershots off the ropes late to avoid the shutout0but she ges back to her corner aching.
R8: Wilson finally setting down on her jab, pounding back Midaja’s face and breaking the brunette down badly with the stick. All Wilson as O’Hearn can’t beat her way in, and by the final minute, heavy right hands are finding the mark on the brunette’s exotic face. Midaja rocked at the bell, swoons dangerously as Torrie is pushed back—O’Hearn out on her feet, gets the smelling salts in her corner.
R9: Fierce slugging action all around the ring as a dazed and punished Midaja OHearn won’t take a backward step. Torrie Wilson brawled into compliance this round, covering up, getting bullied backwards and cudgeled about her arms and ribs as she crowd the shorter woman. Wilson doing a surprising amount of clinching—O’Hearn very effective at keeping her hands moving, fighting her way through the swamp.
‘R10: Wilsons legs come alive and she’s able to stick and move enough tograb the points. Midaja really has no answer for the movement—coming forward, hoping to land something big, but Wilson able to keep her under control to the bell, Goes as UD10 Wilson—Torrie visibly relieved in her corner after the decision.
After: Not all as promised from Wilson—backing up from the smaller brunette, finessing Midaja rather than “torturing” her—O’Hearn surprisingly all in attendance with limited, but effective arsenal of short, powerful punches, especially to the body. Wilson dismisses O’Hearn’s gritty effort as an off night for herself, but she may have been exposed a little by the compact brunette.
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17 OCTOBER 200 BRANDY LEDFORD VS KELLI WILLIAMS
Posted by Simguy on 10/17/2000, 8:51 am
Before: Former champ Ledford gets a fresh start—new management, TBBS network money behind her, and fighting as a redhead for the first time. Ledford’s bested Williams many times before, but Kelli has consistently improved and is eager to “test her skills” against rival Brandy in this non-televised affair. Ledford in navy sports bra, light blue Adidas terrycloth trunks, ponytail—Kelli in evergreen sports bra and Adidas trunks.
During R1: Girls square up, go forehead to dorehead, gloves up around their temples in face paced early action. Working in close behind high guards, each takes turns snapping off clipping blows in bunches, keeping their weight forward/ Ledford takes over late by utilizing the uppercut, nipping Kelli neatly with little right hands as Williams strays out over her feet too far.
R2: Ledford going to the ribcage with thudding authority, but at the midway point, a stubborn Kelli Williams answers back. Kelli buckles Brandy’s legs with vicious combinations to the waist, then chases the dazed redhead to the ropes with a series of tight clipping hooks on the mouth. Brandy looking punchy in the corner and Williams pours it on--lefts and rights, banging Ledford into a stupor. Brady stumbling from one foot to the other, fielding punches on her face, finishes up the round trembling and stunned—Williams delighted, bounces happily to her corner.
R3: Kelli opens with a hard jab, stepping in to uppercut Brandy’s bra, but Ledford clamps down, getting her face on Williams, turning the brunette mid ring and working the midriff with steady attrition, Brandy very canny-=-drifting her punches just a tad low, but not flagrantly using her elbows inside to nudge Williams’ face back—Kelli finishes up on the ropes with Ledford putting punches together at the bell.
R4: Kelli responding well, goes back to the stomach with competent left hooks, falling in to walk Brandy back, then jumping in again with hooks as the redhead wilts. All Williams to the final minute when she leans too far forward again, allowing Ledford to tap her ribcage and chin with short right uppercut. Kelli going suddenly wobbly butt, covers up with her gloves a mouth and Ledford repays the beating from earlier, hammering Williams with short lefts and rights as Kelli swoons, Ledford steals the round--leaves Williams glassy eyed with punishment.
R5: Girls fall in together—Ledford slipping a thumb into Kelli’s trunks at the hip to anchor the brunette for tight right hands inside. Grinding trench warfare—girls in tight together—Ledford able to steer and jostle her opponent by her trunks, gets the better of close exchanges with nicely leveraged right hands to the chest and teeth inside. Ledford avoiding a lot of damage by burying her face in Kelli’s neck—Williams sporting a b###hy grimace throughout the round.
R6: Kelli going back to the ja to good effect, touching Brandy’s face and breasts with the single, hard stroke to set up shorter rights and lefts in toe to toe trade. Ledford with the right hand under her chin, left across her body, bibs and slips more this round, but doesn’t make the brunette pay—all the judges see is Kelli getting off, moving forward.
R7: Kelli outworking Brandy again, touching her with jabs, making Ledford retreat and start to bob at the waist—Williams coming forward with crisp combinations throughout. Brandy answering with single shot counters into the body from her crouch, but down the stretch, both girls bens into left hooks and LEDFORD GETS HURT! Brandy spilling to the ropes, blinking and wide open, is battered for almost 20 seconds as Kelli squares up and works the redhead over to the bell. Ledford doing well to keep her feet—staggers dreamily to her corner.
R8: Shutout Kelli Williams—she’s walking Brandy down all over the ring—Ledford’s clearly still shaken up from the last round. Brandy defensive, moving her head well, but Kelly’s all body reaching around Ledford’s arms to dig into the sides, shouldering Brandy u against the ropes and clipping short left and right uppercuts through the middle to bang Brandy’s head back. Steady beat down from Williams hounds Ledford from pillar to post—Kelli spinning away with that fresh faced smile at the bell.
R9: Ledford digging down, comes right at Williams and pounds out the shutout. Girls fighting in one another’s trunks—constantly cradling with one arm to punch with the other, but staying active enough that the ref rarely gets involved. Brandy with a neat variation on a theme, comes up the middle inside with hard uppercuts to the inside of Williams’ biceps, pounding the brunette’s limbs then going after the body as Kelli weakening. Final minute sees Ledford square away with prey on the ropes, putting her forehead on Kelli and rolling her shoulders to dig short chopping blows to the waist. Williams flushed, used at the bell as Ledford pushes wetly off.
R10: Brandy with her trademark glare, traps Williams in her corner and goes immediately to work, twisting her hips and getting her shoulder in behind savage body work that leaves Kelli swooning. A clubbing left on the teeth sets up the short left hook to the liver and DOWN GOES KELLI! Williams on one knee, gasping, inadvertently ties up Brandy’s right leg to prompt ref intervention. Kelli beats the ount, but she’s got nothing left. For 2 long minutes, a vengeful Brandy Ledford takes it out on Kelli Williams, bullying the brunette into the rope,, rolling combinations into the mouth and body then propping her up for more. Williams out on her feet, lolling into Brandy, eyes closed, mouth pouting open as the redhead mops up, but can’t put the brunette away. A dazed and battered Kelli Williams finishes the fight, but comes up just short—Ledford pulling out the close decision with the knockdown.
After: Unexpectedly tough test for Brandy—but she’s grateful she needed the rounds. Ledford a little soft abput the belly got away with subpar conditioning in this one. Williams lack of KO power came back to haunt her. Good outing for both girls.
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21 OCTOBER 2000 MIMI ROGERS VS SHARON STONE
Posted by Simguy on 10/21/20, 2:36 PM
Before: Stone enters this bout on a hot streak—despite looking stiff legged and almost shot at times, Sharon’s reputation as a dangerous boxer/puncher seems intact. Rogers an FCBA paradox, more famous than she ever was in her prime, never got the fights she deserved in her youth, with the result she’s relatively fresh for a veteran fighter/ Biggest moment for Rogers came in 1980, her fifth professional bout--a startling win over Raquel Welch that made Mimi virtually unmarketable for the next decade. Mimi in retro bikini, red top, white bottoms, hoop connections at the hips and between the breasts, hair in a tight top knot ponytail. Teal tankini for Sharon, long blonde curls loose.
During R1: Mimi the aggressor early, disdaining Stone’s jan and taking the fight to the blonde, but it all falls apart midway through. Sharon rocking onto her back foot times Roger’s jab and rocks forward to slam a hard right hand through the brunette’s chin—instant wobble for Rogers as she is momentarily helpless. Cues up over a minute of harsh slugging from Stone as she batters Rogers to the ropes---chugging lefts and rights pump in rising arcs to flapjack Mimi’s jugs, or bash hard against the sternum. Shotgunning the brunette into a stupor and sending her perilously lose to dream land. Stone tackled back by the ref at the bell—blonde shouting “Don’t you go out on me Mimi—don’t you go out!” Rogers helped to her corner gets the smelling salts.
R2: Rogers more cautious, more effective this round. Affecting a slick Bones Adams look, right hand under her chin, let hand low, dipping side to side, shooting jabs, working hooks n synch with her bobbing torso. Stone standing in front, pushing and reaching with her punches and she starts to get banged up. Midway through, Mimi nails a blasting right hand off her jab, staggering Stone, following through down low as the blonde weaves helplessly for a moment. Rogers completes the shutout, keeping her punches crisp, all buttocks and shoulders behind the shots as she rings Stone up.
R3: Rogers dipping side to side, stepping economically around Sharon and making the blonde miss by inches, then making her pay with crisp hooks or straight right hands. End of the first minute, Sharon never sees it happen: a banging left hook, right hand on her chin and STONE GOES DOWN! Bewildered, Stone scoots to her backside with a bounce and gets gingerly to her feet, stumbling as the ref invites her to step forward. Rogers hungrily back at the blonde. whacking waist with lumberjack left/right. Then hooking Stone hard to the teeth to jerk the blonde a quarter turn to her left. Stone faltering to the ropes, covers up and goes the brunette her sides and lower abdomen—Rogers greedily helping herself to them to the bell.
R4: Stone reeling at times, gait stiff and shaky looking, but she manages to stick and move around Mimi, steering the brunette with an occasionally stinging jab, dangerous right hand always set tight at the blonde’s shoulder. Rogers well outside, takes the round off, conceding to Sharon when she probably should have been helping the blonde out of the fight.
R5: Mimi now boxing with Sharon, using that compact stance, dipping left and right, taking Stone’s punches on her shoulders or bobbing under the, countering with brisk left/rights to the jawline. Good two way action round, Stone tightening up her delivery to curl nifty short left uppercuts to try to touch Mimi’s elusive face, Rogers touching the body with sturdy hooks in meaty exchanges.
R6: More steady work from both women—Stone trying the left uppercut after jabbing to time Roger’s bob—Mimi tracing a U in front of Stone with her upper body movement, banging the head and body with meaningful hooks and short right hands. Rogers getting the better of a competitive round—Stone beginning to break down in the final moments.
R7: Sharon Stone’s form starts to break off in chunks as Rogers stays on her, dipping and bending at the waist, coming up with the hook on the trunkline, chopping right hand straight from the shoulder to light up Sharon’s face/ Stone looking to clinch, but Mimi’s too strong—round finishes up with Sharon seated ropeside, sluggishly rolling with incoming and getting cudgeled groggy at the bell.
R8: Stone shooting desperation right hands early, but they’re telegraphed and Mimi soon gets the rhythm, Midway through the round, Rogers pressing forward, dipping in and under Stone’s right cross and countering with hooks to the ribcage and jaw. Finally, a jolting left hand swivels Stone’s head and her hands drop feebly to her lap. Lolling slowly to one side, Stone is out on her feet, taking another hard right hand on the side of the head as she crashes to her shoulder, rolling to her back in a wrecked slumber. KO8 Mimi Rogers who deservedly struts the ring with mitts held high.
After: Great workmanlike performance from Mimi as she takes Sharon apart with a combination of just in time movement, good upper body motion and heavy hands to the body and head, Rogers’ will tested early as Stone took her shot in the first, laying a stupefying beating on the brunette that Rogers was able to shake off.
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19 OCTOBER 2000 BRENDA BAKKE VS SANDRINE HOLT
Posted by Simguy on 10/19/2000, 5:46 PM
Before: Interbox celebrity card out of Montreal features classic boxer/puncher match-up. Bakke more of a stalking methodical KO artist, Holt a sweet hitting lanky body in the Diaz mold—but Sandrine talking about getting respect early to stop Bakke from getting bold. Holt claiming rust won’t be a problem, after a long lay off—we’ll see. Sandrine in black tankini, wet hair—Bakke in black push up, taupe bikini bottoms.
During R1: Bakke tummy jabbing at the elusive Holt, but Sandrine fighting well backing up, drops the Ali-esque left/right onto Brenda’s face to put her wobbly butt at the midway pint. Nice paint job the rest of the way, Holt dancing to her left, arms loose and low, fists bouncing off Bakke’s head as Brenda stalks in pursuit, Easy round for Holt.
R2: One again, Bakke touching Holt to the body, but eventually falling behind and plugging forward into slapping, bewildering lefts and rights that set up the occasional stinging blow. Holt in constant movement, touching Bakke with alternating playful then hurtful leather, often keeping both arms extended after punching to block Bakke then dancing away.
R3: Same pattern—Bakke strong in the first minute, walking Holt don and scoring hard straight right hands to the torso, but by the midway point, Holt’s clockwise dancing, rhythmic jabs, hooks and crosses seem to have Bakke mesmerized. Don the stretch, Holt backing up walks Bakke into a beautiful lead right, backhand right, swatting left hook, HARD straight right hand and BAKKE GOES DOWN! Artistic combination puts Brenda on one knee and blinking—bell sounds as Holt lifts her mitts in triumph.
R4: Holt opening up a big bulge on the cards, staggers Brenda I the opening minute with another sling-armed series of lefts and rights, leaving Bakke swaying as Holt effortlessly escapes to her left. Pesky double and triple jabs, often backhanded keep Bakke under wraps as Sandrine posts the shutout.
R5: Shutout Sandrine Holt and some insult to injury as she lashes her long legs in a showy shuffle, then nails Bakke with the unexpected running right hand between the eyes. Beautiful circular movement, swatting, slapping stinging combinations—Bakke can’t close distance and can’t answer the punishment as her eyes start of swell.
R6: Bakke finally cutting off the ring, rushing Holt and tackling her to the ropes for some roughhouse tactic. Holt with her gloves on her face, rolls and covers up on the ropes, staying relaxed and not giving up any home runs. Bakke getting off though, drilling that short right hand to sternum, seeking left hook opportunistic upstairs as Holt plays rope a dope.
R7: Holt dancing, pecking—Bakke stalking, totally expressionless as she cuts down the ring. After almost a minute of non-contact, Holt steps in to tou Bakke up with a left/right/left, drawing her fists picturesquely across Bakke’s face and Bakke answers with a single, well time shrt right hand in the teeth. Holt goes OUT, drooping forward with her arms out, then pitching forward to lie twitching at mid ring. Bakke turning on her heel, walks away without a seond glance—KO7 Brenda Bakke.
After: Bakke losing almost every minute of every round, never lost her focus, continuing to leg Holt down and turning on the only opening she got to end the fight in spectacular fashion. Brenda searning a reputation as a patient assassin in the ring—positioning herself nicely for the likes of Jeri Ryan or Catherine Zeta Jones.
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Posted by Simguy on 10/6/2000 11:38 PM
Before: Anderson under the microscope—physically and emotionally battered by Lucy Liu last time out, pundits wonder how much Gillian has left after her ordeal. Great opportunistic timing by Dana, hoping to catch Anderson at a low and scoop up a little pay back. Anderson I cream sports bra, pale blue Adidas terrycloth trunks. Dana in pink bra top, black hipster stretch shorts.
During R1: Anderson pressing her guard up against Dana goes to work with chopping strokes to the body and jaw, snapping her punches into Delany then squaring again in that fight defence. DD getting outhustled this round, lets Gillian lay down methodical shutout.
R2: Girls head to head, guard to guard, taking turns plugging one another with beefy hooks, curling right hands to the body and head. Anderson surprisingly obvious, going toe to toe, looking to establish pure physical supremacy, but Delany’s not having it Delany busier, moving Gillian back much of the round.
R3: Trench warfare continues as the girls continue to press up against one another, working short punches out of tight guards primarily to the midsection. Knees are buckled, bodies cringe occasionally as both women manage to sink in tough body shots this round. Anderson pulling away down the stretch with clubbing lefts and rights in the waist takes a close third.
R4: Almost casual walk to mid ring, guards coming up and girls lay in toe to toe once again. Delany coming hard out of the gate, reefing the hook deep to the liver, pushing in with the left shoulder, then stepping in with another hook has Anderson wobbly butt in the opening moment as Gillian’s threaten to give. Break in the bout sees Dana work Gillian to the ropes then piles on—Anderson hunching forward, giving her back and sides to Delany’s methodical clubbing work. Shout Dana D. Anderson grimacing, flexing her back at the bell—she doesn’t recover during the break.
R5: Delany climbing back on, squaring up on Gillian, stepping with the redhead as she slides along the ropes. DD setting down on sharp, biting digs, touches Anderson in the side with the hook, then doubles it to the jaw to put Gillian neatly to one knee. Anderson up and determined, puts her face on Dana and beats it out of the redhead the rest of the way, but can’t even up the cards. Delany breathing hard from Anderson’s body wok, but talking it up at the bell as Gillian looks drained, sluggish en route to her corner.
R6: Delany pulling away, starting to bully Gillian to the corner and laying it on thick. Anderson spending more and more time covered up, bent over her legs, twitching and jerking as Delany pitches leather into her pudgy sides, or bounces fists hard off the exposed lower back. Aderson open mouthed, clinches for breaks and walks Delany back to mid ring, but the fighting always sees Anderson moved into and worked over in a corner, Dying seconds—Delany with that—left to the jaw—turn Anderson’s head at the bell swooning, hand on the top rope the top rope in a daze.
R7: Gillian Anderson showing heart, gets into Dana’s trunks this round with gritty mouth-on-shoulder slogging. Anderson doing the pitching, reaching around her girl with one hand to slug with the free mitt, turning Delany, muscling her off stride. Referee prying the sweating beauties apart time and again—Delany ashen faced, clearly getting roughed up in long stretches of sinewy holding and hitting.
R8: Delany putting down the rebellion, puts her face on Gillian’s and lets her hands pump back and forth downstairs, cudgeling up Anderson’s tummy until G reaches to clinch. Delany owning much of the round, but tiring late—Anderson suddenly uptempoing, stepping back and walking DD into little uppercuts and hooks—DELANY IS HURT! D badly used stumbled forward to clinch, but Anderson giving her no respite. Gillian pouring it on, pulling sharp left hooks over and over across Dani’s sleepy face and DANA GOES OUT! Delany helpless n the ropes—ref grabs Gillian and spins her away—KO8 Gillian Anderson!
After: Stunning comeback from Anderson who had been soaking up a bad beating and looked to be on the verge of being stopped herself after six. A turn around seventh and a punishing 8th spelled doom for Dana, who had been in complete control until it went horribly wrong. Anderson answers the critics, turning back a tough challenge and showing more than a little backbone in the process.
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9 OCTOBER 2000 CARRIE ANN MOSS VS DEBORAH UNGER
Posted by Simguy on 10/9/2000, 1:33 pm
Before: Montreal the setting for a veteran non televised affair. Both girls are notoriously hard to match—Moss last getting exposure in a losing effort to Theron almost three years ago, while Unger has struggled to parlay her exciting victories over Gins Gershon into meaningful momentum. Little to choose between these two hard women very balanced, heady fighters both. Unger in ponytail, black cotton two piece, Carrie in black sports bra, red cotton briefs, ponytail.
During R1: Carrie jabbing Deborah to the ropes, takes over with punishing hooks and right hands to club the blonde into a corner, All Moss heaping it on—using the left elbow to prop her girl up, clubbing her combinations in hacking arcs from the side, never letting Unger in the game. Deb covered up, takes 3 minutes of abuse this round.
R2: Moss with that jarring stick, once again gets Unger backing up, then it’s in with the heavy handed attack to the body and head. Deb overwhelmed early, head snapping back from flush hooks and crosses pounding across her face and UNGER GOES DOWN! Tactical knee as Unger tastes blood, beats the count, then sags to the ropes as Moss wades in. Steady, steady work from the brunette, staying on top of her blonde, palming and shoving on between bashing blows to the ribs and jawline of her foe, Unger gritting her teeth, trying to roll with punches and take them on her guard, but she’s getting mauled through 2.
R3: More work from Moss as she steps with Unger and keeps hacking away, short, curling punches over and around Deborah’s guard. Final minute sees Unger finally get her butt off the ropes, stepping around her jab and bringing the fight back to mid ring where she manages to walk Carrie into some decent hooks at the bell.
R4: Bitter trade mid ring as the two pros in lean head to head, pushing off to rip hooks to the midriff, or hack down with chopping rights on the cheek. Plenty of shoulder wok in tight as the girls look to crowd after punching, but both battlers land heavy and often. Late in the round Carrie sucks the life out of Deborah with a beefy hook up into the belly, doubling the punch into a curling uppercut on the overhanging face that has Deborah stumbling.
R5: Unger showing heart, shakes off a lot of punishment to finally control a round. Hooking off her jab, she falls into Carrie with a shoulder and has the brunette on her heels most of the stanza. Moss banging back with the hook—it’s shoulder to shoulder clubbing at its finest.
R6: Deb with a good start, starts to bang back Carrie’s head with a lethal stick, but Moss turns the tide with a withering series of left hooks to the body and head, spilling the blonde back to the ropes in a daze. Carrie bullies her foe to the corner, clinching up under the arms and slumping Unger back for body work, Another bruising round for Moss—she just looks the stronger woman in this kind of toe to toe bashfest.
R7: Carrie once again doing more, hurting more as Unger battles gamely mid ring. Girls showing a lot of variety, starting combination s off sharp jabs, bumping shoulders to reset, moving heads well—but the connect rate is appalling. Both women are looking busted up and weary after 7, with Unger getting the worst of most exchanges.
R8: Carrie beating her girl in a weary path around the ring, winds up in the corner and just lays on Deborah, reaching into the blonde’s sides with thudding blows from both hands. Unger sucks it up late—Leaning back to clock Carrie with a pretty 6 inch uppercut that has Moss stunned. Final seconds very dicey for Moss as she rolls to the ropes glassy eyed, getting trounced as Unger puts punches together at the bell.
R9: Deborah Unger steps it up, winning the battle of jabs in the first minute to take over the rest of the way. It’s Unger walking Carrie down, hooking and uppercutting with the left hand off the jab and getting good head movement on Moss as the brunette starts to break down. Final minute a gut check for Moss as she is helpless at the ropes, Unger torqueing it up, pounding away with lefts and right around Moss’ guard and DOWN GOES CARRIE! Moss up at 8, but stumbling—she is saved at the bell as a cold eyed Unger is held back.
R10: Deborah feints the jab and commits to a lunging lead right hand that catches Moss looking—Carrie staggering back, takes a vicious pounding as Unger lands walking lefts and rights to drape Moss against the ropes, pushing the brunette back with little respite as Deborah keeps the pressure on. Bell to bell beating has Moss open mouthed and drowsy, defenceless as time runs out, but Unger can’t put her down. Decision comes back narrowly in favour of Carrie Ann Moss.
After: Gritty war as expected as both girls soak up terrific punishment in this one. Unger just giving away too much too early, couldn’t make up the stagger as Moss hangs on for the duke.
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13 OCTOBER 2000 MONICA BRANT VS STACEY LYNN
Posted by Simguy on 10/13/200, 10:23 PM
Before: Lynn best known as principal sparring partner for Trish Stratus, but she’s a well-known fitness fighter in her own right, regarded as a solid, if unspectacular talent. Brant is a tall order however—terrific blonde power puncher a tireless worker in the trenches and Stacey not known as a slick boxer. Pink bikini black shoes and gloves for Lynn, light blue bikini, white shoes and gloves for Monica.
During R1: Monica doing what she does best—getting into her girl’s chest, moving her hands, touching the body and head with a steady, nonstop grind. Lynn really getting tagged, baring her teeth and swinging back on occasion, but Brant too close for Lynn’s wild blows to land. Round finishes up the ropes Monica beating Stacey’s body like a rug.
R2: Lynn scores the overhand right high on Monica’s head, stunning the blonde for a moment, but Brant’s pressure becomes increasingly decisive, By the final minute, Lynn is being ragdolled up against the ropes, trying to shoulder Brant back without success and getting bludgeoned about the hips and waist without mercy. Stacey broken down at the bell, sucking wind and getting used up by an expressionless Brant.
R3: Stacey swinging for the fences in desperation—but calm Monica Brant covers her chin, bobs in Tyson style and winds up back inside without paying the toll. Double pumping efts and rights up underneath back Lynn every couple of seconds with bad intentions.
R4: Lynn again wild early—having her only moments mid ring, until inexorably backing up and taking a seat at the ropes. Solid first minute of work has Stacey disoriented, and a vicious series of straight lefts and rights from the shoulder pulp Lynn’s breasts, leaving her stunned, hands down and helpless, Shattering Marco Antonio Barrera type blows follow as Brant steps with Lynn—Stacey sliding along the ropes, taking cracking blows follow as Brant steps with Lynn—Stacey sliding along the ropes, taking cracking blows to her face and going out on her feet. Senseless beating continues as Lynn hits the corner, unable to answer the incoming and Brant pours it on, arms jerking out and into Stacey’s face—Lynn’s head bashed back and forth with a sick, lolling roll and FINALLY the referee steps in. TKO4 Monica Brant—Lynn is battered unrecognizable in one of the most one sided fitness fights in years.
After: Ugly beat down produces a happy, carefree winner who seems completely oblivious of what she’s just done, and a terribly beaten loser who cannot exit the ring under her pwn power. Lynn certainly a credible opponent—Brant shining in this dominant pressure fighting performance.
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13 OCTOBER 2000 TORRIE WILSON VS MIDAJA OHEARN
Posted by Simguy on 10/13/2000, 10:22 PM
Before: Wilson not the typical T & A Valet—she enters with impeccable fitness credentials and physical talent making her the class if the trash sports scene. Glaring WCW production, fireworks and vid screen presentations and oh yeah—a boxing match—carried as a live feed on the usual HBO broadcast. Torrie in lime sports bra top, black aerobics bottoms—Madaja in heroic high neck black sports bra, black aerobics bottoms, hair back.
During R1: Clinic put on by Torrie, hands out front as she moves fluidly around the brunette, poking in little lead rights or cupping open hand lefts to Midaja’s face while she probes for power alleys Openings come midway through as Wilson reverses field several times to bend into crushing right hands on the jaw. O’Hearn taking the power surprisingly well, but she’s wobbly butt at the bell and suffering as Torrie works the brunette’s bra with a crooked grin.
R2: Wilson feinting, weaving back, then stepping in with another heartbreaking right cross, pounds out Midaja’s mouthpiece and leaves her floundering out over feet to begin the round. Wilson cruising to another shutout as a wilting Midaja struggles to block the incoming—blonde probably not putting enough pressure on, seems to let O’Hearn off the hook with nibbling jabs and scoring right hands while backing up. Left side of Midaja’s face starting to swell up and she’s hurting, but defiant in the face of Wilson smug taunts at the bell.
R3: Shutout Midaja—she shakes off Torrie’s punishment and fights off the blonde’s chest very effectively this round. Wilson grimacing as voluptuous brunette gets every curve behind heavy licks to the body, often mugging Torrie on the ropes until the blonde can clinch. Nice in-your-trunks stuff and more compact punching than usual from Midaja—post-bell pushing punctuates O’Hearn’s aggressiveness comeback.
R4: Shutout Wilson. Torrie obviously conscious of Midaja’s fighting, circles lightly outside. Touching the brunette with a firm jab and keeping well out of range. O’Hearn not too clever with the feet—follows grimly while attempting to duck or block the taller blonde’s strokes.
R5: Torrie on her toes boing—but this isn’t the brazen, outspoken blonde who had talked about “torturing” Midaja in prefight—it’s a safety first, quick fisted athlete, scoring chopping right hands, swaying back out of range and backhanding jabs at her determined foe. Midaja resigned to eating 2 or 3 punches just to get the chance to thump Wilson’s ribs At the bell, O’Hearn’s face shiny with punishment, Wilson a little stiff as Midaja’s good work soaks into her torso during the break.
R6: Midaja walking her girl down, finally gets Torrie at the ropes and begins heaving it in around the blonde’s arms. Wilson folding forward, clinching, open mouthed—she’s being clubbed hard to the body and it shows in her thighs and trembling backside, O’Hearn even venturing upstairs with the odd wild swipe—Wilson palming the brunette’s shoulders at every opportunity to keep her away,
R7: Midaja implacable, coming straight into the bigger woman’s body, pounding her way into and past the arms to hammer ribcage, then sweeping wild lefts or rights upside the head to catch Wilson backing out. Midway through the round, a wide eft hand claps hard against Torrie’s cheek, spilling her numb against the ropes and O’Hearn wildmills in like a berserker. Wilson able to nip some nifty countershots off the ropes late to avoid the shutout0but she ges back to her corner aching.
R8: Wilson finally setting down on her jab, pounding back Midaja’s face and breaking the brunette down badly with the stick. All Wilson as O’Hearn can’t beat her way in, and by the final minute, heavy right hands are finding the mark on the brunette’s exotic face. Midaja rocked at the bell, swoons dangerously as Torrie is pushed back—O’Hearn out on her feet, gets the smelling salts in her corner.
R9: Fierce slugging action all around the ring as a dazed and punished Midaja OHearn won’t take a backward step. Torrie Wilson brawled into compliance this round, covering up, getting bullied backwards and cudgeled about her arms and ribs as she crowd the shorter woman. Wilson doing a surprising amount of clinching—O’Hearn very effective at keeping her hands moving, fighting her way through the swamp.
‘R10: Wilsons legs come alive and she’s able to stick and move enough tograb the points. Midaja really has no answer for the movement—coming forward, hoping to land something big, but Wilson able to keep her under control to the bell, Goes as UD10 Wilson—Torrie visibly relieved in her corner after the decision.
After: Not all as promised from Wilson—backing up from the smaller brunette, finessing Midaja rather than “torturing” her—O’Hearn surprisingly all in attendance with limited, but effective arsenal of short, powerful punches, especially to the body. Wilson dismisses O’Hearn’s gritty effort as an off night for herself, but she may have been exposed a little by the compact brunette.
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17 OCTOBER 200 BRANDY LEDFORD VS KELLI WILLIAMS
Posted by Simguy on 10/17/2000, 8:51 am
Before: Former champ Ledford gets a fresh start—new management, TBBS network money behind her, and fighting as a redhead for the first time. Ledford’s bested Williams many times before, but Kelli has consistently improved and is eager to “test her skills” against rival Brandy in this non-televised affair. Ledford in navy sports bra, light blue Adidas terrycloth trunks, ponytail—Kelli in evergreen sports bra and Adidas trunks.
During R1: Girls square up, go forehead to dorehead, gloves up around their temples in face paced early action. Working in close behind high guards, each takes turns snapping off clipping blows in bunches, keeping their weight forward/ Ledford takes over late by utilizing the uppercut, nipping Kelli neatly with little right hands as Williams strays out over her feet too far.
R2: Ledford going to the ribcage with thudding authority, but at the midway point, a stubborn Kelli Williams answers back. Kelli buckles Brandy’s legs with vicious combinations to the waist, then chases the dazed redhead to the ropes with a series of tight clipping hooks on the mouth. Brandy looking punchy in the corner and Williams pours it on--lefts and rights, banging Ledford into a stupor. Brady stumbling from one foot to the other, fielding punches on her face, finishes up the round trembling and stunned—Williams delighted, bounces happily to her corner.
R3: Kelli opens with a hard jab, stepping in to uppercut Brandy’s bra, but Ledford clamps down, getting her face on Williams, turning the brunette mid ring and working the midriff with steady attrition, Brandy very canny-=-drifting her punches just a tad low, but not flagrantly using her elbows inside to nudge Williams’ face back—Kelli finishes up on the ropes with Ledford putting punches together at the bell.
R4: Kelli responding well, goes back to the stomach with competent left hooks, falling in to walk Brandy back, then jumping in again with hooks as the redhead wilts. All Williams to the final minute when she leans too far forward again, allowing Ledford to tap her ribcage and chin with short right uppercut. Kelli going suddenly wobbly butt, covers up with her gloves a mouth and Ledford repays the beating from earlier, hammering Williams with short lefts and rights as Kelli swoons, Ledford steals the round--leaves Williams glassy eyed with punishment.
R5: Girls fall in together—Ledford slipping a thumb into Kelli’s trunks at the hip to anchor the brunette for tight right hands inside. Grinding trench warfare—girls in tight together—Ledford able to steer and jostle her opponent by her trunks, gets the better of close exchanges with nicely leveraged right hands to the chest and teeth inside. Ledford avoiding a lot of damage by burying her face in Kelli’s neck—Williams sporting a b###hy grimace throughout the round.
R6: Kelli going back to the ja to good effect, touching Brandy’s face and breasts with the single, hard stroke to set up shorter rights and lefts in toe to toe trade. Ledford with the right hand under her chin, left across her body, bibs and slips more this round, but doesn’t make the brunette pay—all the judges see is Kelli getting off, moving forward.
R7: Kelli outworking Brandy again, touching her with jabs, making Ledford retreat and start to bob at the waist—Williams coming forward with crisp combinations throughout. Brandy answering with single shot counters into the body from her crouch, but down the stretch, both girls bens into left hooks and LEDFORD GETS HURT! Brandy spilling to the ropes, blinking and wide open, is battered for almost 20 seconds as Kelli squares up and works the redhead over to the bell. Ledford doing well to keep her feet—staggers dreamily to her corner.
R8: Shutout Kelli Williams—she’s walking Brandy down all over the ring—Ledford’s clearly still shaken up from the last round. Brandy defensive, moving her head well, but Kelly’s all body reaching around Ledford’s arms to dig into the sides, shouldering Brandy u against the ropes and clipping short left and right uppercuts through the middle to bang Brandy’s head back. Steady beat down from Williams hounds Ledford from pillar to post—Kelli spinning away with that fresh faced smile at the bell.
R9: Ledford digging down, comes right at Williams and pounds out the shutout. Girls fighting in one another’s trunks—constantly cradling with one arm to punch with the other, but staying active enough that the ref rarely gets involved. Brandy with a neat variation on a theme, comes up the middle inside with hard uppercuts to the inside of Williams’ biceps, pounding the brunette’s limbs then going after the body as Kelli weakening. Final minute sees Ledford square away with prey on the ropes, putting her forehead on Kelli and rolling her shoulders to dig short chopping blows to the waist. Williams flushed, used at the bell as Ledford pushes wetly off.
R10: Brandy with her trademark glare, traps Williams in her corner and goes immediately to work, twisting her hips and getting her shoulder in behind savage body work that leaves Kelli swooning. A clubbing left on the teeth sets up the short left hook to the liver and DOWN GOES KELLI! Williams on one knee, gasping, inadvertently ties up Brandy’s right leg to prompt ref intervention. Kelli beats the ount, but she’s got nothing left. For 2 long minutes, a vengeful Brandy Ledford takes it out on Kelli Williams, bullying the brunette into the rope,, rolling combinations into the mouth and body then propping her up for more. Williams out on her feet, lolling into Brandy, eyes closed, mouth pouting open as the redhead mops up, but can’t put the brunette away. A dazed and battered Kelli Williams finishes the fight, but comes up just short—Ledford pulling out the close decision with the knockdown.
After: Unexpectedly tough test for Brandy—but she’s grateful she needed the rounds. Ledford a little soft abput the belly got away with subpar conditioning in this one. Williams lack of KO power came back to haunt her. Good outing for both girls.
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21 OCTOBER 2000 MIMI ROGERS VS SHARON STONE
Posted by Simguy on 10/21/20, 2:36 PM
Before: Stone enters this bout on a hot streak—despite looking stiff legged and almost shot at times, Sharon’s reputation as a dangerous boxer/puncher seems intact. Rogers an FCBA paradox, more famous than she ever was in her prime, never got the fights she deserved in her youth, with the result she’s relatively fresh for a veteran fighter/ Biggest moment for Rogers came in 1980, her fifth professional bout--a startling win over Raquel Welch that made Mimi virtually unmarketable for the next decade. Mimi in retro bikini, red top, white bottoms, hoop connections at the hips and between the breasts, hair in a tight top knot ponytail. Teal tankini for Sharon, long blonde curls loose.
During R1: Mimi the aggressor early, disdaining Stone’s jan and taking the fight to the blonde, but it all falls apart midway through. Sharon rocking onto her back foot times Roger’s jab and rocks forward to slam a hard right hand through the brunette’s chin—instant wobble for Rogers as she is momentarily helpless. Cues up over a minute of harsh slugging from Stone as she batters Rogers to the ropes---chugging lefts and rights pump in rising arcs to flapjack Mimi’s jugs, or bash hard against the sternum. Shotgunning the brunette into a stupor and sending her perilously lose to dream land. Stone tackled back by the ref at the bell—blonde shouting “Don’t you go out on me Mimi—don’t you go out!” Rogers helped to her corner gets the smelling salts.
R2: Rogers more cautious, more effective this round. Affecting a slick Bones Adams look, right hand under her chin, let hand low, dipping side to side, shooting jabs, working hooks n synch with her bobbing torso. Stone standing in front, pushing and reaching with her punches and she starts to get banged up. Midway through, Mimi nails a blasting right hand off her jab, staggering Stone, following through down low as the blonde weaves helplessly for a moment. Rogers completes the shutout, keeping her punches crisp, all buttocks and shoulders behind the shots as she rings Stone up.
R3: Rogers dipping side to side, stepping economically around Sharon and making the blonde miss by inches, then making her pay with crisp hooks or straight right hands. End of the first minute, Sharon never sees it happen: a banging left hook, right hand on her chin and STONE GOES DOWN! Bewildered, Stone scoots to her backside with a bounce and gets gingerly to her feet, stumbling as the ref invites her to step forward. Rogers hungrily back at the blonde. whacking waist with lumberjack left/right. Then hooking Stone hard to the teeth to jerk the blonde a quarter turn to her left. Stone faltering to the ropes, covers up and goes the brunette her sides and lower abdomen—Rogers greedily helping herself to them to the bell.
R4: Stone reeling at times, gait stiff and shaky looking, but she manages to stick and move around Mimi, steering the brunette with an occasionally stinging jab, dangerous right hand always set tight at the blonde’s shoulder. Rogers well outside, takes the round off, conceding to Sharon when she probably should have been helping the blonde out of the fight.
R5: Mimi now boxing with Sharon, using that compact stance, dipping left and right, taking Stone’s punches on her shoulders or bobbing under the, countering with brisk left/rights to the jawline. Good two way action round, Stone tightening up her delivery to curl nifty short left uppercuts to try to touch Mimi’s elusive face, Rogers touching the body with sturdy hooks in meaty exchanges.
R6: More steady work from both women—Stone trying the left uppercut after jabbing to time Roger’s bob—Mimi tracing a U in front of Stone with her upper body movement, banging the head and body with meaningful hooks and short right hands. Rogers getting the better of a competitive round—Stone beginning to break down in the final moments.
R7: Sharon Stone’s form starts to break off in chunks as Rogers stays on her, dipping and bending at the waist, coming up with the hook on the trunkline, chopping right hand straight from the shoulder to light up Sharon’s face/ Stone looking to clinch, but Mimi’s too strong—round finishes up with Sharon seated ropeside, sluggishly rolling with incoming and getting cudgeled groggy at the bell.
R8: Stone shooting desperation right hands early, but they’re telegraphed and Mimi soon gets the rhythm, Midway through the round, Rogers pressing forward, dipping in and under Stone’s right cross and countering with hooks to the ribcage and jaw. Finally, a jolting left hand swivels Stone’s head and her hands drop feebly to her lap. Lolling slowly to one side, Stone is out on her feet, taking another hard right hand on the side of the head as she crashes to her shoulder, rolling to her back in a wrecked slumber. KO8 Mimi Rogers who deservedly struts the ring with mitts held high.
After: Great workmanlike performance from Mimi as she takes Sharon apart with a combination of just in time movement, good upper body motion and heavy hands to the body and head, Rogers’ will tested early as Stone took her shot in the first, laying a stupefying beating on the brunette that Rogers was able to shake off.
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19 OCTOBER 2000 BRENDA BAKKE VS SANDRINE HOLT
Posted by Simguy on 10/19/2000, 5:46 PM
Before: Interbox celebrity card out of Montreal features classic boxer/puncher match-up. Bakke more of a stalking methodical KO artist, Holt a sweet hitting lanky body in the Diaz mold—but Sandrine talking about getting respect early to stop Bakke from getting bold. Holt claiming rust won’t be a problem, after a long lay off—we’ll see. Sandrine in black tankini, wet hair—Bakke in black push up, taupe bikini bottoms.
During R1: Bakke tummy jabbing at the elusive Holt, but Sandrine fighting well backing up, drops the Ali-esque left/right onto Brenda’s face to put her wobbly butt at the midway pint. Nice paint job the rest of the way, Holt dancing to her left, arms loose and low, fists bouncing off Bakke’s head as Brenda stalks in pursuit, Easy round for Holt.
R2: One again, Bakke touching Holt to the body, but eventually falling behind and plugging forward into slapping, bewildering lefts and rights that set up the occasional stinging blow. Holt in constant movement, touching Bakke with alternating playful then hurtful leather, often keeping both arms extended after punching to block Bakke then dancing away.
R3: Same pattern—Bakke strong in the first minute, walking Holt don and scoring hard straight right hands to the torso, but by the midway point, Holt’s clockwise dancing, rhythmic jabs, hooks and crosses seem to have Bakke mesmerized. Don the stretch, Holt backing up walks Bakke into a beautiful lead right, backhand right, swatting left hook, HARD straight right hand and BAKKE GOES DOWN! Artistic combination puts Brenda on one knee and blinking—bell sounds as Holt lifts her mitts in triumph.
R4: Holt opening up a big bulge on the cards, staggers Brenda I the opening minute with another sling-armed series of lefts and rights, leaving Bakke swaying as Holt effortlessly escapes to her left. Pesky double and triple jabs, often backhanded keep Bakke under wraps as Sandrine posts the shutout.
R5: Shutout Sandrine Holt and some insult to injury as she lashes her long legs in a showy shuffle, then nails Bakke with the unexpected running right hand between the eyes. Beautiful circular movement, swatting, slapping stinging combinations—Bakke can’t close distance and can’t answer the punishment as her eyes start of swell.
R6: Bakke finally cutting off the ring, rushing Holt and tackling her to the ropes for some roughhouse tactic. Holt with her gloves on her face, rolls and covers up on the ropes, staying relaxed and not giving up any home runs. Bakke getting off though, drilling that short right hand to sternum, seeking left hook opportunistic upstairs as Holt plays rope a dope.
R7: Holt dancing, pecking—Bakke stalking, totally expressionless as she cuts down the ring. After almost a minute of non-contact, Holt steps in to tou Bakke up with a left/right/left, drawing her fists picturesquely across Bakke’s face and Bakke answers with a single, well time shrt right hand in the teeth. Holt goes OUT, drooping forward with her arms out, then pitching forward to lie twitching at mid ring. Bakke turning on her heel, walks away without a seond glance—KO7 Brenda Bakke.
After: Bakke losing almost every minute of every round, never lost her focus, continuing to leg Holt down and turning on the only opening she got to end the fight in spectacular fashion. Brenda searning a reputation as a patient assassin in the ring—positioning herself nicely for the likes of Jeri Ryan or Catherine Zeta Jones.
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