Post by Lookout! Boxing on Feb 26, 2021 20:39:20 GMT -6
Samara Weaving vs
Caity Lotz
Before: Both fighters dealing with dry spells in the back half of 2020, looking to get 2021 off on the right note. Samara the slight favorite despite losing 4 of her last 5 as former bantam champ Kira Kosarin is a somewhat bigger prize than Odeya Rush for your last win.
Caity‘s in an athletic red tank top, tight red panties, white gloves, white boots, her blonde hair tucked behind her ears to start. Samara in blue triangle-cut bikini, black gloves, hair tossed over her right shoulder
R1: Mish Willams-style rolling start allows Samara to crash Caity's corner to howling protests from Medallion's cornermen! Weaving grabby in the pocket - hands pushing at Lotz's inner-elbows while head grinds at blonde's chest. Samara feeding Caity thumping rights up into tummy; bashing hooks at sturdy torso/flank - basically targetting ribcage. Lotz calm under pressure, weight on right foot, chipping pesky little thumb-upward hooks across Weaving's temple/scalp; fetching the odd fish-hook right uppercut in tight. Samara taking Caity's punches without complaint - happy to take pesky counters while dishing out heavy. Balance of trade in Weaving's favour, but Lotz remains organized throughout the siege, conducting competent pocket-defense under intense pressure.
R2: Caity showing good resilience and form...jabbing out of a crouching approach - keeping the left in Samara's face, crowding close to bury the right in Aussie's gut, then wrapping up to bundle blonde into ropes. Patient, methodical hound-and-pound administered, Lotz on Weaving scrounging for points, then bodying up, smothering Aussie against ropes. Samara whining at the constant touch of Caity, those grabby, pushy hands; that rough, billy-goat head in the clinch. Grunting hold-and-hit sloppy, but effective: Weaving effectively restrained as Lotz takes a methodical inventory of belly, breasts and jaw - mostly with tight right hands out of the clinch. Bell: Caity all bodied up, making Samara take weight, Aussie bawling in protest as ref moves in to pull Lotz off.
R3: Samara jabbing her way in, crouching, hooking the midsection, chopping righty above Caity's left hip. Lotz fitting Weaving for tight little left/right uppercuts in close, swat-hooking the tits, Aussie with a retaliatory slap-chop right to Caity’s rack. Busy, compact fighting at close-quarters, girls systematically hacking away hip-to-head on one another, making sure to lavish opposing rack with short hup-hup close-in uppercuts. Not much clinching - girls in close proximity, working hard when it's their turn - each just trying to out-punish the other.
R4: Caity shows her under-rated skills, outclassing Samara midring. Lotz with right at her chin, jab-jabbing her left hand while pivoting clockwise...she's got blonde girl bobbing and blocking, unable to penetrate. Caity with cute little slide-steps back - setting herself on her back leg, walking aggressive Samara in, neatly checking her to chin via an elbow-down, super-short hook that's all shoulder and back in delivery. Lotz pivoting off the scores - staying close to Weaving, but turning her, always working the angle, Aussie girl frowning, visibly frustrated as time and again, Caity picks her up tart, then sidesteps to freedom.
R5: Caity sneaking to her right as Samara wades in. Weaving chucks a right: Lotz rolls it with the left shoulder, answers back a quick-licking right uppie to the body, shuffles to the right again as Aussie soaks up the sock. Samara jumps into her hook: Caity ducks under, eases in to cuddle up around Weavings' waist, head in behind raised left elbow to awkwardly trap the limb - ref's break. Lotz methodical, placing those right hands square, flat and loud to the body, sliding around them , Weaving's breaking down. Caity stays with it - hooking the body, pounding the right uppy; she could take Samara's wide open chin, but she wants to punish, not just stop her foe. Devastating attrition piles up, Weaving staggering, reeling, sobbing from body shots and not answering back - she finally bends forward, slowly slouching to all fours as Lotz steps away all smiles. KO5 Caity Lotz as she ends her dry spell with authority!
Caity Lotz
Before: Both fighters dealing with dry spells in the back half of 2020, looking to get 2021 off on the right note. Samara the slight favorite despite losing 4 of her last 5 as former bantam champ Kira Kosarin is a somewhat bigger prize than Odeya Rush for your last win.
Caity‘s in an athletic red tank top, tight red panties, white gloves, white boots, her blonde hair tucked behind her ears to start. Samara in blue triangle-cut bikini, black gloves, hair tossed over her right shoulder
R1: Mish Willams-style rolling start allows Samara to crash Caity's corner to howling protests from Medallion's cornermen! Weaving grabby in the pocket - hands pushing at Lotz's inner-elbows while head grinds at blonde's chest. Samara feeding Caity thumping rights up into tummy; bashing hooks at sturdy torso/flank - basically targetting ribcage. Lotz calm under pressure, weight on right foot, chipping pesky little thumb-upward hooks across Weaving's temple/scalp; fetching the odd fish-hook right uppercut in tight. Samara taking Caity's punches without complaint - happy to take pesky counters while dishing out heavy. Balance of trade in Weaving's favour, but Lotz remains organized throughout the siege, conducting competent pocket-defense under intense pressure.
R2: Caity showing good resilience and form...jabbing out of a crouching approach - keeping the left in Samara's face, crowding close to bury the right in Aussie's gut, then wrapping up to bundle blonde into ropes. Patient, methodical hound-and-pound administered, Lotz on Weaving scrounging for points, then bodying up, smothering Aussie against ropes. Samara whining at the constant touch of Caity, those grabby, pushy hands; that rough, billy-goat head in the clinch. Grunting hold-and-hit sloppy, but effective: Weaving effectively restrained as Lotz takes a methodical inventory of belly, breasts and jaw - mostly with tight right hands out of the clinch. Bell: Caity all bodied up, making Samara take weight, Aussie bawling in protest as ref moves in to pull Lotz off.
R3: Samara jabbing her way in, crouching, hooking the midsection, chopping righty above Caity's left hip. Lotz fitting Weaving for tight little left/right uppercuts in close, swat-hooking the tits, Aussie with a retaliatory slap-chop right to Caity’s rack. Busy, compact fighting at close-quarters, girls systematically hacking away hip-to-head on one another, making sure to lavish opposing rack with short hup-hup close-in uppercuts. Not much clinching - girls in close proximity, working hard when it's their turn - each just trying to out-punish the other.
R4: Caity shows her under-rated skills, outclassing Samara midring. Lotz with right at her chin, jab-jabbing her left hand while pivoting clockwise...she's got blonde girl bobbing and blocking, unable to penetrate. Caity with cute little slide-steps back - setting herself on her back leg, walking aggressive Samara in, neatly checking her to chin via an elbow-down, super-short hook that's all shoulder and back in delivery. Lotz pivoting off the scores - staying close to Weaving, but turning her, always working the angle, Aussie girl frowning, visibly frustrated as time and again, Caity picks her up tart, then sidesteps to freedom.
R5: Caity sneaking to her right as Samara wades in. Weaving chucks a right: Lotz rolls it with the left shoulder, answers back a quick-licking right uppie to the body, shuffles to the right again as Aussie soaks up the sock. Samara jumps into her hook: Caity ducks under, eases in to cuddle up around Weavings' waist, head in behind raised left elbow to awkwardly trap the limb - ref's break. Lotz methodical, placing those right hands square, flat and loud to the body, sliding around them , Weaving's breaking down. Caity stays with it - hooking the body, pounding the right uppy; she could take Samara's wide open chin, but she wants to punish, not just stop her foe. Devastating attrition piles up, Weaving staggering, reeling, sobbing from body shots and not answering back - she finally bends forward, slowly slouching to all fours as Lotz steps away all smiles. KO5 Caity Lotz as she ends her dry spell with authority!