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1 Jan 2009 Nadia Bjorlin vs Laetitia Casta

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Posted by simguy on 1/1/2009, 9:07 am.

Before: Typical recon-fight for Casta: Krusher scouts in attendance to measure Nadia's performance under combat conditions. "No Victoria's Secret model goes 3 rounds with me," Bjorlin snorts in prefight. "I'm sorry - I know Laetitia is this big actress now - somewhere - I know she's this sneaky veteran with big-jug power and loads of championship rounds: pffff - whatever! Tish Casta is a heavy bag to me, alright? 3 rounds. IF that!" Bjorlin in gold bikini; black gloves; long brown ringlets. Casta in green bikini with bra style top and boy cut bottoms; yellow gloves.

During R1: Nadia ballistic - lunging in at Casta with power punches, looking for noggin early. Laetitia dukes up, crouching under, trying to slip and counter thick to midsection. Bjorlin willing to accept this trade: she ranges in by the minute mark, bouncing heavy leather off Laetitia's head and shoulders - moving Casta off-stance. Final minute, Laetitia trying to clinch - Nadia bumps her off, hooks her body, hooks her breasts, drops a right hand to chin and CASTA'S DOWN! Tish jolted to body, then dropped - she's sitting up pretty, pouty lips parted in astonishment as grinning Nadia prances past. Big 10-8 first for 'Thunder' Bjorlin.

R2: Nadia rushing in again, dukes collected at lips as she weaves in, looking to slug on approach. Casta trying to manage distance - jabbing, then retreating to create space, but Nadia's hurtling velocity too much. Minute mark - Casta steps back, eats a swinging overhand right off her face: FRENCH GIRL DOWN! Laetitia again sent scooting to her rear - blown to her buns near the ropes: big wink from grinnin' Nadia as Bjorlin hops away. Casta recovering well - moving off ropes after 8 count - circling to midring, once again trying to feature the jab. Nadia pouncing past it, continuing to launch overhand rights at Casta's head: Tish ducking, scampering away, trying to buy time with her legs.

R3: Nadia blitzing up the middle: Casta getting her timing down. Tish pumping stiff stick at range, then sliding back, forciing Nadia to swing from too far out: Casta able to duck-and-counte here, digging right hands into Nadia's midsection as Bjorlin hurtles forward. 'Tish clinching after scoring, slowing the tempo: Naida wriggling furiously in the grasp as Casta walks her about, leans on her, waits for ref's break. Tish drawing warnings for riding her left hand behind Nadia's head: veteran starting to employ little bog-down tricks to frustrate Bjorlin's rampaging assaults. Down the stretch, Laetitia slips a Nadia right hand, answers a tremendous right uppercut to breadbasket, picking Nadia up onto toes and doubling her forward in trouble. Bjorlin hurt, gasping as she falls into Casta's arms. Near the bell to Laetitia expertly twists Nadia around, pushing her into ropes and lying atop her in clinch, making Bjorlin take weight at the break.

R4: Nadia still feeling the effects of that ripping body blow: she's tentative, more upright, trying to negotiate her way in. Stepping rhythm now - girls circling clockwise midring - Tish in charge with that educated jab on Nadia's face. Casta methodical, patiently picking Nadia apart: jab setting up right hands up top/left hooks downstairs. Tish making liberal use of clinches and holding and hitting - routinely barked at by ref for that left hand riding behind Nadia's head. Bjorlin sullen - pulled in and worked on: she soaks up consistent leather in her body this round as fight takes on a Casta pace.

R5: Burst of energy from Bjorlin...diffused as Laetitia calmly fades pressure, ducks low, walks Nadia into body shots or clinches. Catch and release boxing from Casta - she's touching Nadia up in her body, then smothering her, walking her into ropes, laying on her. Bjorlin's cheeks flushed red with frustration - she's still got lively legs, hurling herself at Casta, but all that energy's being nicely gobbled up by a composed 'Tish. Casta flirting with Nadia's jugs for the first time - getting in there with little short-shrug left uppercuts just before clinching.

R6: More good defence/anticipation from Casta as Nadia's still got hop. Bjorlin surging at times - recklessly flinging herself and winging head punches over the top: easy reads for a girl in charge of her emotions and willing to make good decisions under pressure. Casta fading back, staying low - answering to the body: everything Laetitia's doing is designed to drain Nadia's tank. Body blows flow into clinches and ref's breaks: Bjorlin squirming in the grasp - and when she thinks she's free...there's Laetitia's left hand behind the head, holding Nadia for one last right uppercut before release. Ref wagging a stern finger in Laetitia's face - too much holding and hitting going on. Casta expressionless, unrepentant, goes right back to the tactic after every break.

R7: Bjorlin finally petering out - stepping forward while nibbling her gloves - halfheartedly weaving side to side as Tish marks her with jabs. Casta fades back, walks Nadia into short, blunt right crosses to face: good smacking clout applied, drawing roars from crowd. Casta tucking left uppercuts into Nadia's midsection before clinching her: Bjorlin grimacing, cranky, really starting to slow down from the cumulative effect. Tish clever even in the grasp - turning Nadia, moving her feet, then leaning into her to get her moving backward. By round's end - Casta's actually pushing off after clinching, then walking Nadia down: Bjorlin in retreat, looks discouraged through 7.

R8: Bell to bell Tish Casta. Not a romp: Casta still giving ground, walking Nadia into body shots, then smothering her, tying her up, turning her around, walking her into ropes. Bjorlin sullen, weaving and dipping a little, getting banged up, then allowing the clinch: she's a confused beauty, allowing herself to be managed. Tish getting a tummy on Nadia, muscling her around: Bjorlin's stronger, but Casta's a master of leverage - often getting her hip into Nadia and twisting her around with little judo-type shifts. Casta mauling Nadia when she takes Bjorlin to ropes: little cuffs and swipes before ref's breaks - touches to the cheeks, ribs, tits. Speaking of jug: Casta getting in there consistently now - scrubbing away chugging hup-hup at times - shoulders rotating, fists just kneading at Bjorlin's bulging goods. Disheartening 8th for Nadia: she's mouthbreathing, disappointed, cranky from punishment and swampy French tactics.

R9: Nadia trudging forward, but signs of collapse showing. Bjorlin's thigh trembling, buttocks wobbling; she's unable to hold her ground when Tish leans on her and pushes her off. Casta still methodical, but able to apply a steady work rate to Bjorlin with very little interruption: jab starting to knock-back Nadia's head and glaze her eyes; right crosses landing firmly to chin, moving Nadia's head. Sensuous body management as Nadia slumps forward into Casta's embraces, then is pushed, turned, pulled, and muscled around, stacked to ropes. Casta tucking mitts into belly, ribs and breasts, constantly digging at Nadia before, during, and after the clinches. Down the stretch, weary Nadia comes off ropes, hoping to land her right: Casta slips it, answers back a gorgeous right uppercut to chin, then sidesteps-right as NADIA GOES DOWN! Blundering collapse puts blinking Bjorlin on all fours, mouth open in stupor as Casta strides past with smug French satisfaction on her face.

R10: Nadia badly degraded at this point, but her instincts coax her forward...into jabs, onto body shots, into clinches and maulings. Casta not particularly leggy tonight, but showing good slide-stepping anticipation - easing back from pressure, sucking Nadia forward and cleaning her up beautifully. Bjorlin really soaking heavy right hands to her midsection and chin now - Casta able to load up, walk Nadia in and hurt her. Tish getting her body on Nadia after rocking her - leaning into her to push her off: Bjorlin's tanned legs trembling under the weight of Casta, buttocks wobbling sadly as Nadia's shoved back onto her heels. Final minute - Bjorlin glassy eyed, exhausted: Casta jabbing her out to arm's length, then really dialing in. Right crosses - long, strong - plow home, crashing to Nadia's chin as she totters forward. Casta stepping right, pushing Nadia off, measuring her with the jab and driving in on her righty: Bjorlin staggers away, hitting ropes in a fog. Crowd roaring - seconds left: CASTA WANTS JUG! Tish steps close, dresses Nadia up to rack with short-shrug chugging lefts and rights, loosening Nadia horribly. Tish pushes off, hooks Nadia's waist, hooks Nadia's waist - pushes into her, then clips her a tuff right uppercut in close. Bjorlin swoons, head lolling about - she slides off Laetitia's riight shoulder, and POOLS INTO CANVAS! Nadia sprawling out on her battle-weary belly and it's OVER! Tish Casta stops Nadia Bjorlin KO10 in the dying moments!

AFTER: Stunning, masterful - Laetitia Casta proves a French heartbreaker again, upsetting the dynamic Nadia Bjorlin with a gorgeously executed fight plan. Heavy body shots; holding and hitting; constant clinching - it's sloppy and ugly at times, but ultimately sensual and effective as Casta's able to use up every last drop of her electrifying young foe tonight. Tish mum with US press, but in French fight mag La Monde Frappe - she's quoted as saying working Nadia's breasts was "like kneading the finest bread dough with my knuckles" and that Nadia's whimpers were "little gasps of surrender - all night long." Clearly, Tish hasn't lost her brass, despite her reticence with North American media.