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07 Feb 2008 Kelly Brook vs Jennifer Ellison

Page history last edited by Dradis 15 years, 3 months ago

Posted by simguy on 2/7/2008

 

Before: "Was Kelly Brook in Jessica Biel's league when she took the lightweight strap?" Jennifer Ellison asks rhetorically in response to questions regarding her suitability. "Nobody knows the league they're in until they fight - it's that simple. I might put Brook on her ass in the first round - I definitely punch hard enough to make that happen - who's league would I be in then? To me - that's a stupid question - one I plan to answer with my fists." Brook explains her decision-making to British press thus: "The ice hotel isn't about competition," Kelly says, "It's about spectacle. Laetitia Casta taking Adriana Lima apart was an exquisite moment - a perfect Ice Hotel moment: Lima never had a chance to win that fight. Those who visit the hotel want a moment to remember - which may or may not involve a great fight. Jennifer will serve her purpose - that's all I can say. She's exactly the woman I need to make my statement at the hotel." Kelly in crimson bandeau with asymmetrical skirting, furry chinchilla boxing moccasins; white gloves. Ellison in black bikini with small white polka dots - halter style top with wide cups and cavernous scoop front; white suede boxing moccasins; white gloves. Ice Hotel setting: ring in the main ballroom with ice chandeliers and fixtures all around.

 

R1: Kelly nice n' easy to her left - pushing off the back (right) big toe as she pumps two jabs, steps, pumps two - repeats methodical. Jennifer scowling, picking off punches - hard spank coming her way as Brook's poke shows polish. Kelly mixing in the long right in intervals, splashing it beefy to rack; Kelly also jerking in a jagged left uppercut off the jab, taking Jenn in her sternum. Lots of turning and catching for Ellison, weight on her back foot, dukes up - looking outclassed in a breezy Brook first.

 

R2: Kelly sticks with it - owning center ring; working behind her jab; rotating to her left; dropping in spanking rights to jug; gouging the short left uppercuts to body. After a minute of patient shelling, Kelly's limbering up, starting to smile: big pasting right hand smites across Ellison's magnificent torso; Kelly back the other way with a sweeping left, clapping her fist against the meat. Tummy and tits taken by Kelly - she's loading up, lashing the fists on in lanky strokes. Ellison joins in midway through, sweeping a fat right hand to Kelly's ribs, then trading hooks to chin with healthy brunette. Limber, slinging wallop flowing both ways, Kelly starting to get drifted - she's punched off her stance by a boisterous Ellison right; clapped a left to her jugs that has her gasping. Ellison in and down with a spearing right to the breadbasket - pounding overhand delivery drives into Kelly, crumpling her up and backing her butt-first to ropes. BROOK'S HURT! Carefree slugging's gone Jennifer's way - she squares up, sweeps a fat roundhouse right loud to Kelly's waist, then pops hips-right to lash the hook to paunch as well. Brook groaning, reaches to clinch: she suffers the ignominy of being pushed and bodied into the ropes as Jennifer aggressively racks up. Ref pulls 'em apart: Jennifer's seething, Kelly's blinking, rattled at the bell.

  

R3: Jennifer gambles, bends in an overhand right concussive upside Kelly's head: Brook staggers back on her heels, turns her torso-right to curl a tight hook across - elbow up as she clouts Jenny flat-knuckle to temple coming in. Ellison sent stumbling to her left - SHE smites Kelly a rising right to the body as Brook's storming in: both girls trade whacking hooks to jug, sending each other backpedaling. Regrouping with snarls and winces - buxom Brits plow in: Kelly absorbing another overhand right to her head, answering with the right uppercut to Jennifer's chin. They fall in together - heads in close, Kelly with her left hand pressing on Jen's right shoulder. Bruising, supple inside slugging results: Kelly sliding right uppercuts through, turning into close-in hooks - following through with forearms and shoulders on compact, supple delivery. Jen answering in kind - slithering right uppercuts, oily hooks - also with plenty of forearm and shoulder as the girls lick and scrape away in a phone booth. Kelly brawls Jennifer to ropes: Ellison's able to grapple up, pop her hips and reverse: Jennifer proving a wriggling wonder when she gets tummy to tummy with Kelly. Gorgeous licks and strokes back and forth - Kelly with a guiding hand at Jen's shoulder or behind her head at times has the knack of maintaining initiative throughout.

  

R4: Page 3 Donnybrook erupts - both girls a little shaky-legged, a little punchy: they wade-to and slosh away. Kelly: teeth bared; turning in withering lefts and rights, palm down/elbow up as she carves across in tight side-to-side arcs. Ellison teeth bared, looping overhand rights; wide, ringing hooks with an almost hyper-extended elbow as she strokes Kelly's jaw. Disastrous trade sees Brook back Jennifer to ropes: Kelly weight on left (front) foot starts digging rangy hooks in behind Jenny's right elbow. Blonde crumpling forward, agonized - she's paralyzed, taking cranking hooks over and over above the right hip and ELLISON GOES DOWN! Jennifer sputtering in pain, wilting to all fours: Kelly lifts mitts, roars as well-heeled crowd turns animal. Final minute, Ellison with a pair of looping overhand rights stuns Kelly upside the head: majestic brunette teeters to ropes, lips parted, eyes unfocused. Jennifer: crouching, reaching her mitts in to knuckle and touch at Kelly - then blonde sets down and POURS a heavy straight right to Brook's torso, palm down. Kelly sobbing out, cringing as she bounces gently against ropes, arms crossed at her body. Jennifer patient - reaching to touch and knuckle, prodding and exploring then PLOWING home another booming right: blonde leaning into her task, smashing to breast or breadbasket with these heaving rights. KELLY GOES DOWN! Just at the bell - body-shocked Kelly turns to her right, hugging her ribs and takes a knee as Jennifer's bodied back by worried official.

  

R5: Kelly's corner pleading with her to jab - fight was so easy when Brook pumped stick. Kelly either will not, or can not box: Jennifer plodding in flat footed and gambling, hurling full-bodied leather at the statuesque brunette: she's engaged Brook's swollen pride. They slop away - stumbling about the ring as one or the other gets rocked. Ellison swinging wide and looping outside - but adept at writhing and pushing inside to get what she wants. Kelly straighter with the right hand, ramming it down the pike and pounding Jennifer to jaw over blonde left mitt: Kelly's side to side slugging much tighter in circumference as she turns her torso into shots and keeps 'em short. Both girls slamming thudding single shot right hands to jug from outside, but most rack-damage done at close quarters: girls wriggling in tight, squirting right uppercuts and hooks at each other as they push and maul for position. Plenty of glove and forearm finding pain-wracked bosoms in tight-scrubbing action.

  

R6: Kelly backing up, turning into her compact, curling lefts and rights starts knocking Jennifer's head about as blonde wades in. Ellison's legs spasming as Kelly buffets blonde temples, then sidesteps to allow Jen to stumble face-first to ropes. Kelly pushing in close - left hand at Jen's right shoulder: right hand delivering jagged, cruel uppercuts. Kelly can't miss, tagging and retagging Jennifer's little chin or plowing right hands tummy and tit: Ellison gurgling, sinks to all fours as Brook staggers back gulping for air. Jennifer bravely up at 8, but ragged: Kelly able to advance in good order, set up in wide stance, shell the area jabs as Jen sits in ropes covering up earmuff. Brook extending mitts to knuckle gently at Jennifer's forward scalp and shoulders - then brunette dips to either side, feasting on blonde flanks in behind the elbows. Great whacking digs - Kelly sweeping away on Jennifer, pounding the blonde above either hip and across her golden-brown back. Ellison weepy - reaches gingerly to canvas and lowers herself to all fours: Kelly stalks the ring hands on hips, smouldering.

  

R7: Relatively warm in the main ballroom, but steam rising off damp skulls, broad shoulders, magnificent breast-tops as the girls emerge from corners. Jennifer swinging, but it's starting to look like arm punches: Kelly's got the blonde slack-jawed with punishment. Kelly damaged, but serviceable, looking better on her feet as she widens stance, shifts weight between front and back foot, starting to extend and place her shots. Jennifer stunned a right cross to chin; follow up hook to mouth has Ellison baby-stepping in confusion. Kelly hopping forward cautiously - she's finally got some measure of control, doesn't want to descend into mindless Page 3 mayhem again. Down the stretch - Kelly leaning away from a wild Ellison right: blonde steps forward, weight way out over her feet; Kelly leans weight to left foot, pops hips-right and licks a short left uppercut to chin as Ellison's pulling her own left across. Intercepting poke picks Jennifer up, then plops her down to all fours: she's panting, blinking in astonishment as Kelly strides past hands on hips.

 

R8: Kelly wades into Jennifer's midsection: big swinging lefts and rights taking the blonde in her stomach as Brook steps forward. Ropes: Kelly workmanlike - knuckling Jenn in her shoulders or forehead, nudging her about, then slugging her thick amidships. Ellison looking all bruised and stunned - lips parted, face stricken as she gurgles, lurches forward, trying to keep elbows in/hands up. Kelly reaching in, pulling the arms away, nudging and knuckling, then plowing home: sensational, thudding shellack being applied. Ellison hobbled, sitting in the ropes, suffering, but final minute sees her slugging hurt off the ropes, wide to Kelly's chin. Brook stroked about both jawlines - brunette legs give a shimmy as Kelly baby-steps for balance. Kelly with a left uppercut picks up the meat of Ellison's jugs; girls trade sloshing right hands and BROOK GOES DOWN! Jennifer swaying on the spot - damp blonde hair in her eyes - she's bellowing down incoherently as ref's barking count. Poor Kelly! Brook on her back, arms out to the side, elbows planted in canvas, hands up limp - she's WRECKED! Ellison weeping in the neutral corner, shuddering with relief but BROOK BEATS THE COUNT. Kelly rolling over, struggling up - SHE'S destitute at the ropes, eyes half closed, body slumping into cables for support. Bell sounds to save Brook - ref bodying a mindless Ellison back as Jen's trying to get insurance.

  

R9: OH. THEY. SLAM. AWAY! Nothing like two crippled, top-heavy Page 3 slobberknockers steppin'-to and sloshing crazy-hurt from the hips. Big swinging lashes give way to groggy elbows-in slugging as girls tighten up when fight drifts to ropes. Kelly's back to cables: girls tilting forward, heads in close. Ellison reaching in, knuckling at Kelly's breasts and arms, opening her up, then clouting knockers and tummy with short, wiping blows (either hand). Kelly's eyelashes fluttering, head lolling, but she's slammin' back: big right uppercut takes Jen in her stomach so hard she spits her mouthpiece out. Brook also with the oddly gently knuckling and pushing routine before smashing away to torso. Meat o' the jug, rib and waist getting a terrible pasting as girls take turns whacking away. Positions reverse several times: Kelly in the ropes - Jen in the ropes - Kelly - Jen: it's groggy, flat-footed, mouth on shoulder clobbering. Down the stretch - Jen butt in ropes - Kelly turns into a short left - curling the punch over top: Jennifer ducks under it. Kelly turns into a short right - another tight shot: Jennifer ducks it, answers back a thick left hook in Brook's rightside ribs, almost smoking lower back. Brook shook: she buckles forward: Jennifer's there with a willowy left uppercut, picking up Kelly's chin. BROOK'S SHOOK! Kelly somnambulent - left arm reaching sleepily over Jen's shoulders: blonde nestles in close, PLOWING tummy and jug in tight. Ellison slopping leather to Brook: Kelly mouth open, eyes shut - she's in stupor, can't get out of there and BROOK GOES DOWN! Ellison reeling away as Kelly goes to her knees, arms and head through the ropes. Bell sounds - Kelly blubbering - Jennifer sobbing from exhaustion: both beauties helped limping to corners.

  

R10: Crippled beauties slink to midring - faces sleepy/hurting. They close - touching and knuckling, pushing close before getting off. Short, supple licks - all legs and backs on delivery as girls tummy-up and work. Withering, heartbreaking, mouth on shoulder trade as girls work to cram home body shots, wedge in uppercuts, curl hooks. Each almost supporting the other: take one away, the other would fall. Fight staggers to ropes: Kelly shrugs in an innocent right uppercut, but Jennifer seems harmed by it. Blonde relaxing to a seat in the ropes, eyelashes fluttering, hands low and out wide. Brook sensing collapse, knuckles her foe's chest with both hands to prop, then strokes a thick hook to Jennifer's waist. Ellison crumpling forward - Brook pushes her deadweight torso back into ropes, sloshes a fat right hand across jugs. Jennifer bleating in exhausted pain - trying to ride her left arm 'round Kelly's shoulders to tie her up: Brook pushes Jennifer into ropes, smites her another right hand to jug; twists and gets the the left hand tight-swiping across jug. Ellison sobbing aloud, legs shivering: KELLY'S STROKING AWAY! Brook positioned so she can push Jenn's arms outside, push Jen in her chest to stabilize her, then slap shellack to that bulging rack. ELLISON CAN'T TAKE IT! Jennifer's composure crumbles - she's butt-in-ropes - curvy legs holding her up, but she's too weak to clinch: Kelly's dialed in on those melons and PASTING methodical. REF STEPS IN! Jennifer snivelling, no longer competing: she's saved from Kelly's dreadful, hamhanded jug mugging via TKO10.

  

After: Outside - sun low on the horizon. Jennifer stands in her bikini and boots in snow to her calves, hugging herself and shuddering. Kelly and friends stand several feet away - Brook in her bikini, but wearing the fabulous full length mink she took from Aishwarya Rai - the champion's contingent upbeat as they pack snowballs and proceed to shell the stricken blonde. Ellison blubbering, standing there pathetic as snowballs pelt her belly, thighs, chest. A fluffy missile bursts against Jennifer's face, startling her: she steps awkwardly to turn her shivering back to the mob, immediately receiving a splattering hail of against her lats and buttocks. Jennifer huddling, trembling from the cold - finally Kelly steps forward, waving her arm in ceasefire.

  

Brook stoops, scoops snow, approaches weeping blonde from behind, reaches 'round her to face wash. Jennifer squirming, turning half around to face her tormentress, but Kelly shoves her back-to-front again. Kel stoops, scoops snow, reaches round with a happy leer as she jams Ellison's swollen top with snow from behind. Jennifer bleats, stamps one foot in agony: she's crying from the cold alone - humiliation's just icing.

  

Kelly steps away. "You want warmth?" Brook says.

  

Jennifer teeth chattering, hugging herself, risks a glance at her foe. Kelly smiles, holds open the luxurious front of her coat to reveal the treasure beneath. "Warm in here my dove. You know what you have to do."

  

Poor Jennifer. Stand outside with her pride and suffer, or tummy up and take jug from her bosomy rival? Of all the jugs in all the world...crying, Jennifer shakes her head "no", lips pouting in protest. Kelly grins, closes her coat, hugging herself in comfort.

  

It's just too damn cold. Pride never has a chance.

  

Jennifer stumbles over as Kelly envelopes the blonde within the folds of the long coat - Ellison reaching around Kelly's back while placing her face into Brook's all-conquering melons. Kelly embraces - pulling at Jennifer's back, pushing and hugging at her head before settling into a brawny reverse sleeper.

  

A limo pulls up eventually - tires crunching on snow. 

 

Jennifer's knees give way. Kelly holds her for a moment longer, then allows her to slide out from within the coat to crumple into snow. 

 

Ellison is quickly gathered up and taken away. Kelly is handed an open bottle of Kristal, swigging greedily from it as she struts back to her domain. 

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