Posted by Simguy on 2/10/2006, 6:36 am.

Before: Breckenridge graciously offering Kristen an immediate rematch after scoring one of the most eyepopping upsets at 1001 in quite some time--Bell not nearly as gracious in receiving the opportunity,

 “Laura knows she got lucky,” Kristen sneers, “There’s no way this kid’s in my league and I’m DEFINITELY going to hand out some punishment before I lay her down--just to let her know who’s boss.”

Breckenridge plucky, upbeat--doe-eyed brunette won’t let crystalline blonde get to her in preflight. “I never said I was better than Kris, even when I beat her up,” Laura backhands, “but am I competitive with her? I’d like to think so, yes. I know she’s slick and fast, but I handled her very well last time out and the reason why still apply. I’m bigger than Kris and I proved I’m stronger: she’s still going to have trouble dealing with that in this fight.”

Laura in white rose print bikini, bra strap top; pink bikini with bra strap top, Bell. Small gloves, both vixens/

During R1: Kris lays down the law early--brisk tempo, sharp punching in combination. Midway through, jab/right hand rocks Laura--follow up hook has her tottering to the ropes and a chewy brace of lefts and rights spanks her senseless as crowd roars to its feet. Breckenridge sturdy, manages to grapple-up to avoid going down--ref pushes seething blonde away. Bell back in all tight-lipped, hard-eyed, nostrils flaring as she goers to gut Laura--little blonde burrowing in with busy pumping lefts and rights, More breathless clinching from hurt, wincing Breckenridge--she’s worked over tic-tac-toe to the bell. CHEAP FLYWEIGHT ELBOW! Bell leaning from Laura’s left side, depositing her elbow tip to the pit of Laura’s belly: shout of pain, furrowed brow for Laura as she cramps up shocked on the spot.

R2: Kristen boxing it out, eyes merciless as she step crisply to spots, taps out her jab, lets her little fists go in tidy combinations, Laura dukes up, chin tucked, looking through her eyelashes as she tries to cut down  the ring: rapid fire blonde punching as brunette covers up, waiting her turn. Laura sopping it up well, posing behind her mitts as Kris goes tic-tac-toe to waist; blocking sturdy as Kris bangs away left./right/left on her foe’s ears, Break: corner wants Breckenridge to come forward more constructively--”Move your hands, Laura--punch with this girl, she can’t hurt you.”

R3: Laura responds to coaching, pressing effectively this round. Right hand right to temple, left jab bashing out at Kris--blonde forced to back off, circle around to regroup. Exchanges are brisk--Kristen busily tidying up ribs, tummy, chest; Laura landing thicker, thudding right hands in the body and clouting hooks to the shoulder. Bell bumped around this round, outhit as Laura has her way.

R4,5:  Mirror image rounds--Kristen showing some respect, using a lot of leg and angles to turn her foe midring: Breckenridge constantly encroaching, pawing her jab and putting beef into thump right hands to the midsection, bell much busier--always jabbing, stepping to spots, then tattooing Laura in combination--hard for judges to ignore blonde output, despite the authority of Laura’s occasional body blows. Bell with a pretty way of nipping at her foe--sometimes just skidding little tapping one-twos off the top of Laura’s head as brunette bends forward--blonde always making sure she can touch Laura, even when Krissy’s not trying to do damage.

R6: Kris gets to Laura with a lead right hand on the mouth, stuns her seconds later with a jump-in hook--brunette scatters bedazzled to the ropes, covering up earmuff as blonde stomps forward to finish. Bell grim-faced as she squares up--she’s intent on hurting Laura and doesn’t spare the lash. Popping lefts and rights--small mitts bouncing off head, shoulders, jugs--poor Laura simply overwhelmed by the barrage, Jabbing/pushing with the left hand: blonde setting her girl up for the occasional reaming right cross--Bell looking to set down and really light Laura up to the chin. Kidney punches? You bet: any time Laura bends forward to relieve the pressure, Kristen swabs away with bashing action from both hands. Breckenridge proving durable--she’s badly beaten, but able to soak it all up: bell’s chest heaving, eyes glaring at the break as ref pushes her away.

R7,8: Bell starting to be a believer in Laura’s sturdiness--blonde bops it back outside, shows off her educated feet, works behind her jab to box out these rounds. Not much Breckenridge can do when bell executes like this--fleet-footed blonde circling, turning her girl midring, controlling and steering her with stick, occasionally biting into her with hooks and crosses, Always the pretty range-finding from bell:: an extended right hand touching Laura’s head as Brecks leans forward; a light tapping left on the forehead--just  to locate and harass, Laura dukes at eyebrows, stepping, crouching, but rarely in position to do anything offensive--Chinese water torture of tapping little fists all over brunette body and face.

R9: Spirited two-way as Kristen stands her ground more often, squaring up shoulder to shoulder with Breckenridge and slugging-with. Bell has the advantage in jabs--frequently nagging Laura in the brow or mouth a poke before unleashing a combination--and hand speed, clearly out-throwing her brunette foe. But Laura’s getting thick right hands flay and heavy to paunch, shaking little blonde chassis and moving Kristen when they land. Hard to score round--Bell getting narrow points, but Laura obviously competitive when girls hunker down to fight.

R10: Kris bops it back outside--blonde too classy in space, too quick and athletic--she picks Laura apart this round. Dotting jabs probe Breckenridge rack, face, spreading her out and setting her p for vicious right hands clean on the mouth. Laura stunned again and again, facing into the blows--she’s getting tapped the jab, then harmed the cross as Krissy lights it up late. Again, Breckenridge too strong to go down--final  minute sees her land a thudding right in the body to back Kristen off with a frown of complaint. Blonde runs the clock with shameless hopping of the perimeter, drawing some boos at the bell,. Comes back UD10 wide, Kristen Bell.

After: Bell clapping, pumping her fist in the aftermath--she fights a clean, smart fight, boxing a bigger lass and making the rematch all about class,. “Too good,” bell says, chipper in victory. “I’m too good for Laura and she knows it. She’s a plodder, you know? She’s like a donkey: I’m a thoroughbred.”

Breckenridge lumped up, puffy, but relatively upbeat. “I held my own tonight,” Laura assesses, dabbing at her brow with an ice-towel. “I hurt her to the body and I thought I was too much for her inside, but she fought a great fight and wouldn’t let me do what I wanted with her. I’m still happy. I gave her the shot: I got a lot of rounds in tonight with a classier fighter and I know I’m that much better for it.”

Reposted by Archer 1/18/11