Post by Lookout! Boxing on Jan 29, 2022 2:30:59 GMT -6
Kelsey Merritt vs
Candice Swanepoel
Before: Respect from Kelsey in prefight, “Candice’s one of my idols. It’s an honor to be going against her, but I don’t see how she’s going to stand up to the punishment. Every fight she’s had recently, girls have gotten to her and hurt her—when a puncher like me does that, this thing’s going to be over."
"Both times Kelsey has stepped up to a woman of my class," Candice says bluntly in prefight, "she has been beaten. It is truly that simple. Once again Senora Merritt has gotten in over her head, and once again, she will be badly used by a superior fighter."
Candice in a black bikini, black gloves, hair long and loose. Kelsey in a green demi-cup bikini, white gloves, Hair pulled back in a battle bun.
R1: Girls pawing jabs, inching closer, then slowly opening up toe-to-toe. None too accurate, but it's aggressive - girls really trying to hurt each other. Right hand stuns Candice upside the head, followed by a clanging hook to chin. Swanepoel staggers back, chased by a hopping Merritt pumping straight rights into her breasts. Candice bumped to ropes - she folds up face-in-gloves, giving away tummy and flanks on the cheap as Kelsey clobbers away to bell. Merritt heartless, giving weepy Swanepoel a glaring once-over after the fact
R2: Same rhythm - feeling out minute, gradually evolving into girls pitching with bared-teeth, flashing-eyed gusto. Crowd-pleasing once it gets going - girls twisting into roundhouses, dipping to either side for torso-leverage, grunting breathily with exertion. Lots of grazing contact punctuated with robust, splashy wallops against flanks and shoulders - good stuff. Final minute, Candice straightens out her right hand, punching up the middle and catching Kelsey flat-footed. Merritt put wobbly-butt, driven ropeside, worked over as she folds up face-in-gloves at bell. Swanepoel stomping back to her corner, eyes blazing as she pulls out the round.
R3: Girls in bouncy stances outside, eyeing each other, then darting in, getting off strong, strapping one another in belting rights and lefts, then bopping back out to regroup. Counter-clockwise rotation midring...fighters in and out with each other, smiting offending body with full commitment, trying to clean-up to head before withdrawing. Kelsey landing the heavier touches through 2 minutes, generally getting the better of the trading, but down the stretch, clever Candice feints, shows swinging right to the body, but jumps in with a sneaky left uppercut lead instead! Clean chip to chin rocks Merritt's world, she’s reeling back on her heels, hitting ropes in disarray. Kelsey sitting on cables, stooping forward behind her mitts...once again she's forced to tuff it out as Candy steps-to, hammers away to glory at bell. AND BEYOND! Swanepoel lost in Merritt-hate, still bashing at hips as brunette's cringing forward - ref has to pull her off from behind - blonde girl wriggling and furious at the interruption.
R4: Candace grinning, glowing with confidence...she steps-in rangy with the left hook to chin, hurting Kelsey at the open! Women trade right hands to no effect; swing-around left hooks, Merritt stumbling to her left as Swanepoel gets the better of shellacking trade. Candy hops-in close with the short left uppercut to chin, Kelsey picked up HARD, put wobbly-butt, but subsequent trade in chopping short-rights PUTS BLONDE IN TROUBLE! Swanepoel's legs suddenly all bandy and loose, back foot stepping way too far forward - hands out front, pawing the air! Merritt chest pumping, glaring; resetting her feet; chopping an extra right hand to Candace's chin, sends her sputtering back gangly into ropes with a stunned look of disbelief. Kelsey scooting-to, jabbing breasts, leaning in with another chopping right to chin...head-swivel Candace - that long, graceful body swooning forward as toned legs stiffen up...BLONDE CRASHES TO CANVAS! Swanepoel stretched on her belly, helpless; Merritt hopping over the fallen vixen - realizing neutral corner's the other way, so hopping back en-route and it's OVER! Candace can't get off her tits - KO4 in raucous fashion for Kelsey Merritt!
After: Tongues wagging after this blowout from O&E’s bottom-tier Tiffany! Turner and MEW the face of the Foxfire lights, but is it time for a house-cleaning? Every indie lights ears pricking up at the thought of a spot opening in one of the FCBA’s premier stables!
Candice Swanepoel
Before: Respect from Kelsey in prefight, “Candice’s one of my idols. It’s an honor to be going against her, but I don’t see how she’s going to stand up to the punishment. Every fight she’s had recently, girls have gotten to her and hurt her—when a puncher like me does that, this thing’s going to be over."
"Both times Kelsey has stepped up to a woman of my class," Candice says bluntly in prefight, "she has been beaten. It is truly that simple. Once again Senora Merritt has gotten in over her head, and once again, she will be badly used by a superior fighter."
Candice in a black bikini, black gloves, hair long and loose. Kelsey in a green demi-cup bikini, white gloves, Hair pulled back in a battle bun.
R1: Girls pawing jabs, inching closer, then slowly opening up toe-to-toe. None too accurate, but it's aggressive - girls really trying to hurt each other. Right hand stuns Candice upside the head, followed by a clanging hook to chin. Swanepoel staggers back, chased by a hopping Merritt pumping straight rights into her breasts. Candice bumped to ropes - she folds up face-in-gloves, giving away tummy and flanks on the cheap as Kelsey clobbers away to bell. Merritt heartless, giving weepy Swanepoel a glaring once-over after the fact
R2: Same rhythm - feeling out minute, gradually evolving into girls pitching with bared-teeth, flashing-eyed gusto. Crowd-pleasing once it gets going - girls twisting into roundhouses, dipping to either side for torso-leverage, grunting breathily with exertion. Lots of grazing contact punctuated with robust, splashy wallops against flanks and shoulders - good stuff. Final minute, Candice straightens out her right hand, punching up the middle and catching Kelsey flat-footed. Merritt put wobbly-butt, driven ropeside, worked over as she folds up face-in-gloves at bell. Swanepoel stomping back to her corner, eyes blazing as she pulls out the round.
R3: Girls in bouncy stances outside, eyeing each other, then darting in, getting off strong, strapping one another in belting rights and lefts, then bopping back out to regroup. Counter-clockwise rotation midring...fighters in and out with each other, smiting offending body with full commitment, trying to clean-up to head before withdrawing. Kelsey landing the heavier touches through 2 minutes, generally getting the better of the trading, but down the stretch, clever Candice feints, shows swinging right to the body, but jumps in with a sneaky left uppercut lead instead! Clean chip to chin rocks Merritt's world, she’s reeling back on her heels, hitting ropes in disarray. Kelsey sitting on cables, stooping forward behind her mitts...once again she's forced to tuff it out as Candy steps-to, hammers away to glory at bell. AND BEYOND! Swanepoel lost in Merritt-hate, still bashing at hips as brunette's cringing forward - ref has to pull her off from behind - blonde girl wriggling and furious at the interruption.
R4: Candace grinning, glowing with confidence...she steps-in rangy with the left hook to chin, hurting Kelsey at the open! Women trade right hands to no effect; swing-around left hooks, Merritt stumbling to her left as Swanepoel gets the better of shellacking trade. Candy hops-in close with the short left uppercut to chin, Kelsey picked up HARD, put wobbly-butt, but subsequent trade in chopping short-rights PUTS BLONDE IN TROUBLE! Swanepoel's legs suddenly all bandy and loose, back foot stepping way too far forward - hands out front, pawing the air! Merritt chest pumping, glaring; resetting her feet; chopping an extra right hand to Candace's chin, sends her sputtering back gangly into ropes with a stunned look of disbelief. Kelsey scooting-to, jabbing breasts, leaning in with another chopping right to chin...head-swivel Candace - that long, graceful body swooning forward as toned legs stiffen up...BLONDE CRASHES TO CANVAS! Swanepoel stretched on her belly, helpless; Merritt hopping over the fallen vixen - realizing neutral corner's the other way, so hopping back en-route and it's OVER! Candace can't get off her tits - KO4 in raucous fashion for Kelsey Merritt!
After: Tongues wagging after this blowout from O&E’s bottom-tier Tiffany! Turner and MEW the face of the Foxfire lights, but is it time for a house-cleaning? Every indie lights ears pricking up at the thought of a spot opening in one of the FCBA’s premier stables!
