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1 Jan 2009 Sarah Carter vs Michelle Williams

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Posted by simguy on 1/1/2009, 3:27 pm"

Before: "I want to punish Michelle," Sarah says simply at the mic, "punish her, and bust her up. She needs it - she needs to take a long hard beating from somebody and get sent home hurting, because she's out of control. All the HISC girls are - and I can't think of a better way of deflating the Pack than by taking Michelle apart round by round in front of them." Williams smirking, talking with Kristin throughout Sarah's turn: Mish unimpressed by her challenger's bravado in prefight. "The difference between Sarah and me, is that Sarah WANTS to bust me up," Mish grins, "and I'm GOING to bust her up. Subtle difference maybe, but it sums up this whole fight. I don't just dream and plan about taking girls apart: I get in there and take girls apart. Sarah's all about humbling HISC? Well I can't think of a better start to 2009 than ripping the heart out of Foxfire first thing. Breaking that stable is the only thing left between us and total, uncontestable supremacy at 110. Assuming we're not already there, of course!" Sarah in simple black cotton bra and panties; small black work out gloves; long, low ponytail with bangs framing face. Mish in zebra print twist-tie top and bottoms; small black work out gloves; messy blonde tousle. Ref asks 'em to touch 'em up - Mish just smirks; Sarah scowls.

During R1: Free-swinging pressure from MIsh: Sarah bounding back to ropes, turning, evading, then settling in behind her jab. Fight scampers around the ring as Carter fades pressure, then slowly curls back into Mish, jabbing her. Carter in relaxed stance - weight forward when she's not pulling out; hands in loose stack, right atop left at her breasts - the left jab snaking up and out from there. Mish poked upon her brows, cheeks and mouth - she's stomping forward, dukes up, but wide apart: plenty of room for Sarah's stitching stick to penetrate.

R2: Sarah very, very leggy - continuing to bound back from pressure, sidestep Mish, turn her, and retreat again as necessary. Williams spraying wild punches - scattering Sarah effectively, but not connecting. Carter curving back in, sticking jabs: good firm poke applied to Mishy's face as she continues to come forward. Sarah's expression calm, focused: when she's not scrambling, she's well balanced, just stepping around her poke, piling up points.

R3: Brawling pressure from Mish: poised evasions from Sarah - Carter trading canvas for time, avoiding slugging combat with Williams. Sarah turning at the ropes, pumping her jab: Mish soon poked into compliance, her rushing blitzes converted into stalking pressure from the minute mark on. Second minute sees Sarah deploy her first right hands: sharp, drilling blows quickly in behind the jab, scoring bang-bang impacts upong Michelle's swelling face. Williams' left eye bearing the brunt: she's grimacing, trying to close and answer. Elusive Sarah manages distance beautifully - always regrouping after scrambling retreats to get back on top with that jab. Final minute, Sarah spruces up Mishy's breasts with clouting hooks: Carter neatly pivoting-left around the scores, helping herself to Mishy's fatty packets. Foxfire corner: "Beautiful baby, beautiful - you're bustin' her up!"

R4: Mish continues to press: success at last as she bounces an early right roundhouse off Sarah's left temple. Carter's legs give a shimmy - she covers up peekaboo, grunting in pain as Michelle pumps rugged right/lefts to midsection. Sarah pulling out: eats her first shocking jab in the mouth as Mish steps-with and continues her onslaught. Brace of right hands chase Sarah into ropes - she's a little wide eyed here, stunned. Mish stalking at the halfway point menacing Sarah at ropes, then suddenly jumping in - weight on left foot; right foot up off the canvas as she swings a sidearm right onto Sarah's jaw. BLONDE GIRL DOWN! Mishy's arm fully extended and straight upon contact: Sarah simply bludgeoned to all fours. Williams roaring down, pounding at her chest as ref moves in: Carter aghast, eyes blinking as she regroups on her haunches.

R5: Confident Mishy continues to pour at Sarah. Carter panicked out of her stance now - no longer fighting organized withdrawals as she's scattered to ropes. Williams grinning, happy in her work: she's able to plow into Sarah, push shoulders and elbows into her, scuff her with tousle-rubbage across face and upperchest. Smothering beatdown applied along all aprons as Sarah is pursued, caught,pummeled. Carter grimacing, reaching under Mishy's arms to push her off; Williams' stocky, curvy little legs stamping as she repeatedly forces lissome blonde into ropes. Crude, but brutally effective bashing applied to Sarah's slender ribs, flat tummy: Michelle pounding the body with both arms pumping, or while holding-and-hitting. Down the stretch, Sarah's mouthbreathing, weakening - she takes a buffetting series of blows upside her head, forcing her to tilt forward and eventually droop to all fours under a thudding barrage against her upper back. Sarah blinking back tears as Mishy crows - strutting the ring and mugging for cameras. Just like that, Mish bullies her way into the lead, erasing Sarah's patient, methodical start.

R6: Pressure from Mish: Sarah firming. Carter fighting down panic, lopes back from Michelle's blitz, turns, jabs, then settles down as she starts to score. Williams' brought to heel: she comes forward in bobs and weaves, stung by Sarah's educated poke. Halfway through, Sarah doubles the jab, hops forward in her stance, RIPS a short, fish-hook uppercut to Mishy's chin and PUTS HER DOWN! Williams sputtering to all fours in wonder; Carter striding past, nostrils flaring as she glares down. Mishy takes 9, ventures cautiously off ropes behind raised guard: Sarah has her way to the bell, working the jab, stepping around to her left in good order. Bell: Mishy's left eye swelling badly, cheeks puffy; Sarah whirls away, drawing that whispering blonde ponytail across Michelle's open mouth. Williams stunned by the ponylashing, staring at Sarah's bendy-backed insolence.

R7: First minute Mish: Sarah legging back, on her toes as she circles at the apron, then lures Williams back to midring. Sarah pumping stick, settling down as Michelle's pursuit slows to a crawl: Carter eventually in control, working with a stepping, pivoting gait, touching Mish up. Jab/right hand scoring effectively to Michelle's face: Williams just staring sullenly into the one-two. Jabs parting Mishy's breasts - small gloves landing with bright, ringing "PAKK!" noise against meaty swell. Sarah moving almost exclusively clockwise: she'll reverse field occasionally to exploit Mishy's forward guard with a vicious buggy whip right hand in above Williams' left hip. Gorgeous lash on that punch: Sarah as sinewy and cruel with it as Kristin Kreuk. No punches back from Michelle in the final minute: she's a cringing beauty.

R8: Sarah pre-empts Michelle, jumping the HISC vixen in her own corner from a rolling start before the bell - taking a page out of Mishy's own book. Williams caught unawares, covers up high only to suffer a snatching hook to her trunks: Sarah on left leg, bringing left fist back tight to her chest after scoring low. Brisk follow-up lather: slender limbed lashing buffetts Mish into her corner - followed by a vicious bracing of the breasts by determined Carter criss-cross blitz. Seething Sarah all lips curled back, eyes blazing - she unleashes for a full minute - lashing and strapping all sinuous and sleek - then steps away, leaving Michelle a smoldering wreck. Williams plodding out, punched dizzy and wobbly butt: Sarah keeps her distance, stepping into the odd jab, but otherwise simply managing her distance. Williams groggily facing into poke, head snapping back on cue; jugs fairing little better as Sarah reaches out, takes what she wants. Mish proving sturdy: that was undoubtedly Sarah's KO gambit, sponged up by a stubborn champion.

R9: Carter shows respect - loping and legging away from first minute pressure as Mishy surges forward all jugs a-jumpin'. Heartbreak in Michelle's eyes: she just can't get a tummy on her lissome tormentress, can't close and bang the gazelle. From minute mark on, Sarah settles in behind that cruel jab - finishing the job on Michelle's left eye like a carpenter banging in the last nail. Straight right hands follow, cracking against Mishy's shopworn face, setting up snatching, lanky hooks underneath. Williams bunching up from body shots, lurching forward: she's hurting, getting touched up as Sarah gets off relaxed from range. Buggy whip right hands from Sarah? You bet: lashing thump applied to Michelle's left flank as she's stooping forward behind her mitts, paralyzed.

R10: Sarah hooking Michelle's breasts early, pivoting left while working the top-knot: Williams with a wild, wide right roundhouse finds chin and LOOSENS SARAH'S KNEES! Crowd roars to collective feet - Mishy suddenly on the attack, bulling Sarah into ropes, then pushing off to get busy. THUMPING rights and lefts - Mish leaning forward, arms chugging: Sarah groaning, reaching to tie up as her ribs soak leather. Ref's break: Mish hits a right hand on the break and pounces back in, tackling Sarah to ropes. Carter reaching under Michelle's arms, trying to body her back: Williams too sturdy-strong, winning the struggle, stacking Sarah back into ropes. Thumping right hands pound at Sarah's trunks as Michelle's leaning atop her: Carter with a desperation headlock turns Mishy into ropes, holding her for ref's break. Again, Williams surges out of the break, lunging at Sarah, swinging wide haymakers for chin as Carter clatters backward. They hit far ropes - Mish squirming on top, pushing at Sarah, mauling her, then slugging into her. Carter tormented - taking punches from her thighs to hairline; it's all she can do to tie up and hold Mish for breaks. Desperation assault vintage late-rounds Mish, but she can't close Sarah out. Carter still on her feet, butt in ropes as Michelle's plugging right hands into her waist while leaning atop Sarah's slender back at the bell. Ref pulls Mish off - goes to the cards. UD10 for the winner and NEW flyweight champion - Sarah Carter!

AFTER: Pandemonium. Carter bursting into honest-to-God tears, sobbing into her hands as Mish wanders away in puffy-eyed daze. Hayden nearly tackling Carter to canvas in celebration: Foxfire euphoria contrasted with the quiet milling of embarrassed Pack members in HISC corner. When Sarah is presented with belts, she fronts on the HISC women, shifting gold on her shoulder - backed by brawny Hayden: baleful looks and curled lips from HISC vixens clearly unused to being baited. Officials intervene as the cold glares being exchanged are unmistakable signs of impending donnybrook.