Post by Celebrity Wrestling Federation on Sept 24, 2022 19:23:45 GMT -6
Bridget Regan (1-0-0)
5'8, 40 years old
vs.
Manuela Arcuri (0-2-0)
5'8 1/2, 45 years old
(Written by Celebrity Wrestling Federation/Results by Lookout!)
Intro/Fight:
With Regan essentially already having secured a spot in the Pool D finals and Arcuri on life support, this fight felt like a formality. Arcuri had shown flashes thus far, but nothing that could be substantiated or prolonged to the naked eye. Regan on the other hand, felt like she had plans to shock the world with a deep Jaguar Tournament run.
Perhaps sensing she had nothing to lose, Manuela fought like it in the first, vaulting into Regan before the opening glove tap and laying into the similarly-statured brunette with some of the same energy and effort she'd shown glimpses of against Hurley and Lima. Pounding body shots set up a vicious left hand that staggered Regan in the first minute, and with the woozy actress on the ropes and turning-tail to retreat, the Italian pumped a relentless barrage into Bridget's gut. The punching numbers were heavily skewed in Arcuri's favor even before a closing exchange saw Manuela sling Regan into the corner and wobble the brunette with a bludgeoning uppercut to the chin. Regan lost her mouthpiece as her skull bobbled on her shoulders, slumping into Arcuri for a tie-up that stalled the rest of the round but secured a surprisingly dominant 10-8 win for Manuela.
Perhaps lifted by some first-round confidence above her punching paygrade, Arcuri made the mistake of standing and trading with an invigorated Regan in the second; exchanging slugging rights with the brunette that left her visibly worse-for-wear when they separated horns. Regan managed to eat the best Arcuri could muster, only to counter with a slobber-knocking right that buckled the brunette. Arcuri wobbled sideways, wounded already before Regan chugged another left-right into her temples in a blinding flash. With the Italian's defenses dropping, Regan rose through a liftoff punch that raised Arcuri off her tippy toes before puddling at Bridget's feet; unfolding awkwardly twisted on her belly for an immediate count-out.