Posted by simguy 6-10-05

Thanks to Ginny for this repost.

Jewel the FCBA's turn-around fighter of the year so far, but recent concerns about weight fluctuation between bouts have the press agitating for a 'story'. "It's simple," says Kilcher by way of explanation, "I like to wrestle at 130 or better, and I drop the weight to box. Especially for a La Conquista game or something like that - you've got to be heavier in the sand - I can't come in at 118 and expect to push Ali Landry down the beach. But when I box, I make 118-120 no problem, and really, there's no issue here. Lots of girls get big in between bouts - look at fat pigs like CZJ or Beyonce (puffs out cheeks for emphasis)."
Smith unimpressed with Jewel, looking forward to putting her veteran skills to work on boxings latest juggernaut. "Honestly, I've gone over and over the Alba bouts," says Court in prefight, "and I've come to the conclusion that Jewel just matches up well with Jessica. Kilcher won't be able to fight me the way she did Alba - she's going to get exposed big time."

Jewel in navy bandeau with white bordering, tight battle bun - Courtney in black cotton two piece bra and panties.

Rds 1-2: Jewel showing her tight frame defense - right hand at her temple, left at her cheek, elbows in tight: she steps forward behind a chopping jab. Courtney answering with footwork - skipping left or right, punching in squalls against Jewel's guard and shoulders - nothing getting through. Smith just batting and shoeshining at Jewel - Court not wanting to stand in front so not a lot of leverage, just a light dusting, then she scoots. Kilcher patient, banking the rounds by coming forward and making the fight, getting closer every minute as she works to cut down the ring.

Rd 3: Courtney settling down, stepping right, pressing her extended left hand against Jewel (not really a jab, more a measuring stick) and labelling her a firm clouting right hand against the guard. Jewel jabs in response, Court times her for a perfect, ripping left uppercut that PUTS KILCHER WOBBLY BUTT! Jewel on her heels, covering up tight - torrid pelting of CTS lefts and rights drives Kilcher ropeside. Courtney in close, palms on Jewel's shoulders, then tucking rights in behind the elbow, hooks up into gut beneath. Jewel bobbing, willing to take Courtney's leather in her body - by the final minute she's answering back ham-handed hooks in Smith's side, fighting off the ropes in bruising toe-to-toe.

Rd 4: Hard fighting - Courtney stepping to her right, pawing her jab and walking Jewel into her hardest right hands: Kilcher marching through it with that high guard, chopping her jab, working Smith to ropes and bludgeoning her flanks rights and hooks. Courtney getting banged up now, stooping forward sluggishly as Jewel feasts on flank, then Smith answering back with biting hooks and uppercuts to Kilcher's breasts, trying to split the mitts in search of chin. Contrasting rhythm: Smith's punching sharp, brisk; Jewel ham-handed, really setting down on her shots, bludgeoning Courtney's biceps, ribs with thudding deliberation through 4.

Rd 5: Courtney won't be bullied - she boxes Jewel's ears off this round! Spanking volleys of jabs as Courtney's steppin' left. Hard, straight right hands up the middle - quick scoot to the left with a swatting hook chaser to turn Jewel midring. Flurries to the breadbasket, cutey-pie sidesteps with a hand at Jewel's back, guiding her into the ropes. Kilcher unhurt, blocking a lot of the work, but walking into it and not answering - she's toasted for a shutout as Smith stands proud, puffing out her chest, eyes blazing at the bell.

Rd 6: Jewel answers the shutout, and answers, with vigor. Stiff, hatchet jabs bang back Courtney's face, force her to ropes. Beefy right hands shuddering off the ribs. Muscular left shoulder action, propping Courtney up. Shivering, shattering hooks hip and ribs, shaking Smith's chassis. Courtney tries to spin cute off the ropes: Jewel bodies up, pancakes Smith into the ropes, making her feel the weight. Heartless cudgeling of Courtney's arms, numbing the limbs. Short, busting right uppercuts off the face, skidding atop the head as Court wilts forward. Clubbing hooks ear/neck, brutal behind Court's protective mitt at her temple. Bell to bell Jewel - frosty Alaskan glare as she surveys the hurt: poor CTS reeling, left hand reaching for top rope to steady herself after the bell.

Rd 7: Jewel marching behind that harsh, unforgiving stick, banging Courtney to ropes. Systematic abuse dished out - Courtney's arms, ribs, flanks hammered hard in early going, dazing her for the remainder of the round. Jewel getting up into the overhanging bulge of Courtney's tasty rack - little shumping right uppercuts, budging Court's torso upright a few inches, setting her back down as she leans forward. Crowd groaning as Jewel bumps up with her left shoulder/chickenwing left elbow/open right palm, then straps Courtney to the body that withering hook: Smith groaning, sagging into the ropes a-throb with pain. Bell: Jewel glacial, looking over her foe's glistening back as Courtney bends forward hands on knees.

Rd 8: Hard jabbin' Jewel, Courtney busted in the face, dazed, pushed back to ropes: it starts all over again. Kilcher setting herself strong, ripping hooks to the midsection, then easing Courtney back with the left shoulder/right palm look. Jewel palming Court's shoulders, or gently cupping her ears, pushing Courtney to the side to hook her ribs or shove that marauding right hand up into lung. Courtney's teeth gritted, she's drooping, stubbornly resisting the call of the canvas. Long time CTS fans looking away, tears welling up: Jewel's taking everything away from Courtney tonight, punch by bludgeoning punch. Break, CTS' corner imploring her: "Baby, you gotta fire back, you gotta move. I'm begging you Courtney, if you're just gonna lie there, you gotta let me stop this thing." Smith won't have it.

Rd 9: Smith: seated ropeside, hands loose around her temples, or right hand under her chin, left at her tummy, or leaning forward with a traditional crossed arm, and just LOOK at her face. Courtney's eyes closed tight, teeth clenched - Jewel's fists finding the body, clubbing the ears - Jewel's body greasing on and pressing Courtney upright, freeing up those ribs for more punishment. On and on and on - Jewel able to set down on every shot, make every punch a work of art - it's all too much. Smith slowly descending to one knee after more jug-busting right uppercuts - she's trembling, hugging at battered ribs, but still refusing to quit as she creaks on up at 9. Jewel petitioning the ref to stop this thing rather than attacking: Courtney lolling in the ropes, hands up in a crippled parody of a boxing stance at the bell.

Rd 10: Jewel's 5th straight shutout: she pours it to a defenceless, but proud Courtney Thorne Smith. Court's head rocks back from short uppercuts as she's leaning forward - blonde hair matted in streaks about her busted up face. Oh those body shots: Jewel just turning her hips into bloodcurdling hooks behind the elbows, drawing wilt-and-sob from woozy Court. Jug? Jewel's taking the entire rack - every little scrap of black cloth hammered flat - Kilcher getting up in there short n' muscular, following through with forearms. Smith just standing on locked, A-framed legs, buttocks in the ropes and SOAKING: Jewel belting away to her heart's content all the way to the finish line. Bell: Jewel immediately shoves the ref hard as she can, staggering the man on his heels. Kilcher screaming "BASTARD! HOW COULD YOU MAKE ME DO THAT TO HER!?" UD10 Jewel Kilcher as both corners stream in, security escorting bewildered official out.

After: Courtney tender, unresponsive - she's gingerly taken to her stool and babied after absorbing a hellish 5 round pasting down the stretch. Jewel unleashing a relentless attack, reducing a once-proud technician to raw throbbing beef - even Kilcher's in awe. "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it," Jewel says of Courtney's refusal to quit. "I was begging her to go down - I mean, she wasn't fighting back at all - but she just wouldn't give. It was gut-wrenching to me - you have to believe that - but I couldn't hold back. As long as the other woman is standing, she's challenging you: I had to stay on her." Deeply concerned Jewel trying to make her way to see Courtney, but Smith's stablemates refusing it - Nikki Cox chesting up and telling Jewel "You've done enough: don't even think of taking more."

(Rated by no less an authority as 'Tractorpull Magazine' as a legitimate "Beating of the Year" candidate