Posted by simguy on 9/3/2005

Before: Jenny bringing that seek and destroy attitude she had for the Cuoco fight into this Brook rematch - be-dimpled damsel 100% focused on exacting revenge on Kelly. Garner laying down the law to her stablemates as well - usually reserved Jen holding a closed-door session in which she "knocked some heads together", anonymous inside sources report. "I just wanted to know if everyone had my back this time," Jennifer shrugs when asked. "Not that I'm going to need any support, but what happened to me after that last fight with Kelly isn't going to happen again. I don't ask for much from these girls - they pretty much go their own way and I go mine, which is fine. But for this fight, I want them ringside, and I want them ready to go if necessary. Next question." Kelly Brook flying under the radar screen, keeping a low profile - most expect her to be taken apart by a motivated Jen G, but Brook begs to differ. "Nothing has changed since the first fight," Kelly tells a Tractorpull freelance. "Jenny's still the finest boxer in the sport, and I'm going to knock her out with one punch. Mark my words: I will get to Jenny's chin and change her world again."

Kelly in hot pink push up (size: heroic), Jen in electric blue surfer chick bikini, tight battle braid.

During R1: Hook, hook, hook in the body - Jenny cramping Kelly up behind her gloves - hook, short right hand bang/bang through the guard and BROOK'S DOWN! Kelly blinking up from her seat, rolls up from on hip, takes a frazzled 8. Jenny: chin tucked, right at her cheek, brows scowling, eyes glaring with concentration. Stiff jabbing into Kelly's belly and guard have Brook on her heels, whistling right hands blocked but BANGING off the raised defence - it's that hook in the waist that's scoring beefy. Down the stretch, Jenny getting in downstairs with thick, chup-chup stroke on the hook: Kelly steps back ashen faced,stooping as if to take a knee, then faltering instead into the ropes. Patient ratatat mop up, Jen: she pattern punches Kelly's biceps, chest, shoulders and crown at the bell. Shutout with feeling, Jennifer Garner.

R2: Jen operating behind the jab, stepping crisply clockwise, looking Kelly over. Garner spotting stick upstairs and down - very decisive and hurtful with the punch - belly taps have Brook cringing and wincing. JG workmanlike, uptempo, not taking any chances, but occasionally she'll dart in with a banging one-two against Kelly's guard, then HOOK those jugs, HOOK those jugs - Jenny getting her shoulder behind tight tugging blows, letting Kelly's rack know that Jenny holds it responsible. Shutout Jen Garner.

R3: Garner motoring, getting off with rapid, abrupt force, her offhand always nice and high at her cheek while she's punching. Hooks mostly - to the gut and jug of Brook - Kelly grunting, dukes at her temples, leaning into the storm. Creeping paralysis setting into Brook's legs - she' sluggish, soaking it up beefy - Garner laying the foundations with consistent, banging shellack downstairs. Down the stretch, Jen comes off the body with a jagged left uppercut off her front foot - neat-as-you-please knockdown as Kelly gets picked up and drops straight down to one knee. Garner turning, strutting away angry butt as Kelly rises woozily at the bell: Shutout Jen Garner with feeling.

R4: Starting to get a little queasy - Jen going at her girl relentlessly, mercilessly, snapping mitts off meat, stepping left and keeping the pressure on. Brook looking pasty, uncertain - digging body blows have her deeply discouraged, breathless; legs are quivering, backside shivering as she turns, backs up, turns backs up. Jen just doing everything right - working behind a stiff, banging, rapid jab, freezing Brook in position, then ripping her to the body. Choosy right hand occasionally pierce the guard up top, banging back Kelly's pretty face, lumping her up through 4. Shutout Jen Garner as she whirls, stomps back all business to her corner.

R5: Jenny buckles Kelly's legs with hooks to the body in first minute punching - poor Brook groaning, doubling forward as she stumbles backward: only the ropes hold her up. Garner steps-to, moving her head from Kelly's left shoulder to her right and back: Jennifer not giving Kelly any chances tonight. Garner's dukes at her cheek bones as she weaves side to side - she'll snap vicious shots off Kelly's ribs and tum, bring her hands back quick. Short, ripping uppercuts out of the weave also - picking Kelly's chin up between her gloves. And succulent jug mugging - Garner twisting and pulling her hook in there snug - big banging shots that draw gasps of wonder from ringsiders. Kelly covered up, absorbing a beat down - British lass proving her durability tonight as she's still standing despite soaking up what's shaping up to be a beating of the year type cudgeling. Jenny turning on her heel at the bell, stomping angry butt to her corner: shutout JG.

R6: Jenny rotating clockwise behind the jab - she's the boxing equivalent of German engineering. Kelly keeping her dukes up, shivering under succulent body punches, but standing her ground - at long last she starts to punch back. Stiff jab finds Jennifer's cheek for the first time, startling her - Brook's follow up right grazes chin, but has ringsiders oohing at the force. Garner's eyes narrow as she steps out, walks around to her right: she'd obviously expected Brook to be more run down than she is at this point.

R7: Kelly's jab a nasty surprise for Jen - where was it in the first half? Brook's weight on her right foot, timing Garner, then drilling JG the preemptive stick - Jen disrupted, forced to reshuffle feet: Brook able to inch forward for the first time tonight. Midway through, Jenny's right hand dies on the launch pad as Kelly's jab lands to mouth - Brook leans into a BOOMING right cross and DOWN GOES GARNER! DOWN GOES GARNER! HISC beauties ringside leap to collective feet as Jennifer's head rings off the canvas - Garner in MISERABLE shape - blinking, trying to roll over to her right side as Brook STRUTS to neutral corner hands high! Force of will: Jenny struggling up and staggering face first into the ropes - shakes off the KO but she's a reeling, windblown mess for 8 and ON COMES KELLY! Brook a little right hand happy - even stunned and swooning Garner able to move her head and slip a lot of shots, but that follow on sweeping left hook underneath landing loud on Jenny's flat abdominal pan. Bell: snarling Kelly helps herself to Garner's athletic hooters with a little shrugging side to side scrub. Jenny moist-eyed as Kelly chests up on her - ref tugging beauties apart as Brook's nostrils are flaring dangerously.

R8: Jenny answers, and answers, with vigour. She jabs with Kelly and risks right hand disaster by leaning in to trade crosses. She comes back underneath with searing hooks - roasting Kelly's ribs and drawing a breathy whimper from the hulking British beauty. Brook on her heels again - when she's not coming forward, she's just a target. No frills: Garner pounding straight punches up the middle - one-twos up top, ripping hooks downstairs and KELLY TAKES A KNEE! Savage gut work doubles Kelly up - she backs away, hugging at herself as she goes down on her right knee, panting and grimacing for breath. Garner cold-blooded in neutral corner, impatient - then marching back in dukes at her mouth as Kelly digs in ropeside. Oh those gutting bodyshots! Jenny just REEFING at Brook's waist - dipping side to side and hoisting home the hurt, getting all up in there from both flanks and BROOK GOES DOWN! Tears erupting from Kelly's eyes as she clutches her throbbing ribcage, again on one knee as a seething Jenny's pushed back and AGAIN - Brook fights off the invitation to quit. Garner scowling, moving in to redouble her efforts - rest of the way is a hardhearted beatdown Kelly won't soon forget. Brook cringing behind her gloves, stooping forward or laying over to one side or the other: pelting, sheeting rain of Jenny's compact punches belting loud off shoulders, biceps, ribs, back, jug and tummy. Bell: Garner chests up, nostrils flaring, forcing hard eye contact - ref has to pull her off as Kelly droops in shock.

R9: All Jen Garner, all the time. Kelly demoralized, badly beaten: Garner shaking off that right hand might have done more damage to Brook than a wealth of body blows as Kel just seems demoralized. Brook turtling now, wilting along the ropes under rapid fire combinations from Jen. Garner stepping-with, bringing her mitts back snappy - exploding into Kelly with her punches - JG's back muscles shredding into view as she straps in hooks - it's Garner at her coldhearted best. Crowd groaning, shouting out at times - Jenny's punches detonating off Kelly in loud, sickening spanks, body blows really bunching up rib and tummy flesh on contact. Brook beaten along 2 sides of the ring before her legs give way yet again. Kelly wilting to all fours under a vicious barrage of hooks up into her ribcage - Jenny punching so hard her right foot comes up off the canvas. Brook sobbing, spits out her mouthpiece, hugs her ribcage and sits back on her haunches. She can't get up: KO9 in vindictive fashion, Jennifer Garner.

After: Kelly got her blockbuster poke as promised, but Jenny G refused the KO - rest is history as Garner beats the living daylights out of a game, but outgunned Brook. Jenny smouldering, frowning as gloves are removed - shows no signs of satisfaction - she struts it over to the Brook corner without a shred of mercy in heartless eyes. Poor Kelly still body-shot, starts whimpering as Jenny pushes her way in - HBO tech-stooges scramble to find that Swan Lake tape as Brook is hoisted from her seat, jammed face first into her corner.

As Kelly's left leg is propped in the middle strand, Jeri Ryan tries to force her way to the ring past the combined might of Eliza, Mish, and Claire - three HISC beauties basically pushing and blocking football style as Ryan tries it up the middle, around the sides. Jeri pushed back, cream blouse coming out of her slacks, cheeks reddened as she reads the defence and keeps trying.

Kelly grabs turnbuckle and sobs "Please Jenny...not the..." but Garner's already in there. It's kidney work - the long banned, most heinous post-fight brutality known, and Garner's laying it in with venom. Jen with her left hand braced against Kelly's outstretched left thigh, anchoring the lusty right hands shuddering and moist against the lower back. Jen setting feet wide and jamming in with her shoulder, arching Kelly's spine back - Brook's head tossing back with a wailing moan. Thick left/right poundings of tight flesh - Jenny crouching in so her forehead's close to Brook's upperback - Garner just shifting her hips, twisting her shoulders to torque in the hurt. Appalling, majestic drumming applied.

Ryan's got Eliza wrapped up around her waist, Claire hanging off the left arm - Mish, kneeling, wrapped up tight around the right leg. Jeri's blouse torn at the right shoulder, sleeve hanging off her wrist, right hand entwined in Dushku's hair - Jeri's flushed, winded, just bogged down in HISCsand and halted - all she can do is watch as Jennifer Garner has her awful way.

Brook's shrieks of pain degrade into woozy gasps, then into mute curlings of the lip and groggy movements of the head. British eyelashes fluttering, face all pasty and moist. As Garner works the buttocks with cudgelling lefts and rights, all Brook can do is grunt, take, and moannnnnnn.

At last, Jen straightens, body a-shine with the sweat of her labours, chest heaving, nipples hard and erect beneath thin swimsuit fabric. Right hand in Kelly's waistband, Jen leans in to whisper a sharp rebuke, her body hot and dominant against Brook's throbbing back. Kelly barely aware, dimly registering the hard words - then Jennifer stalks off, mission accomplished, still scowling. Hilariously, FCBA security arrives en masse NOW, sliding into the ring, walling Brook off and 'protecting' her from further abuse - jeers of derision from the crowd as poor Kelly clings miserably to her perch. In days to follow, FCBA officials promise severe consequences for Garner: there WILL be an accounting.