Pool A - Fight 3 (Joanna Krupa vs. Jenny McCarthy)

Joanna Krupa (0-2-0)
5'7, 43 years old

vs.

Jenny McCarthy (0-0-0)
5'7, 49 years old

(Written by Celebrity Wrestling Federation/Results by Lookout!)

Intro/Fight:
With Joanna Krupa already a stunning 0-2-0 and virtually eliminated, she was simply fighting for pride and to play the role of spoiler as Jenny McCarthy stepped up opposite her. Making her debut in the Pool, McCarthy now had a legitimate shot to steal the 2nd spot if she could take care of business against a likely checked-out Krupa and longtime rival, Kate Beckinsale. McCarthy had seen her fair share of struggles as of late, with an uninspiring 3-10-0 record over the last two years. Granted, a handful of those losses were to fighters out of her league (e.g., Demi Rose Mawby, Kate Upton, Charlize Theron), but her confidence likely wasn't at an all-time high.

Much like her first two rounds against Strahovski, Krupa came out uninspired and lethargic; bullied around the ring by McCarthy despite their similar statures and being the younger of the two. McCarthy was incredibly sharp, looking nearly on-par with Yvonne Strahovski in terms of pop, precision and movement. Despite pushing 50 years of age, the blonde could still sling leather. Taking the first two rounds with relative ease, it looked as though Krupa was simply going through the motions on her way to an official elimination from Pool play. Perhaps lulling Jenny into the same expectation, Krupa finally turned on the gas in the 3rd and 4th and left a frazzled McCarthy in her wake. Leaving the stunned arena wondering where this fighter had been for the last 10-plus rounds, Krupa showcased her raw talent with vibrant, electric strikes to the jaw, gutting uppercuts to the belly, and nearly decapitated the reeling blonde with a late-round spin-o-rama that nearly caught McCarthy square in the temple. Unable to close the door despite her best efforts, Krupa did little more than wake a sleepwalking McCarthy right back up.

Re-engaged in the 5th now knowing that Joanna wasn't going to just lay down and quit, Jenny tapped into the very motivation that Krupa was missing; the desire and belief that she could actually win this tournament. Refusing to have her hopes dashed in the very first fight, McCarthy skated past a floundering Krupa right back into the driver's seat; buckling the fatigued model with a wicked jab to the upper rib cage. Krupa teetered and spilled into the ropes, rebounding off the springy boundary swaddling her abdomen, mouth hung agape in breathless agony. With a crooked smirk, McCarthy snagged the shoulder strap of Krupa's micro-bikini top, slinging the blonde through half a pirouette and right back into the ropes; in the process spilling her bronzed B-cups free from her bra. Krupa's throaty squeal was abruptly cut off as she was fed a fist full of leather, her eyes vacantly fluttering as McCarthy twisted through a cruel straight left to her pursed lips. With an unconscious shimmy of her naked chest, the blonde pitched with an involuntary convulsion, out on her feet before she spilled lifelessly to her backside; once again sprawled at the hand of another victorious blonde.