Posted by simguy on 7/10/2010, 9:40 am

BEFORE: "To me - Chabert's the most improved fighter in the division," Hayden says in prefight. "She's always had the ballistic bod - but now she's fighting with purpose and heart - and she's got bantam sock in those mitts of hers. Can't say I'm thrilled with her post-fight shenanigans, and she needs to be cut down because of them - but I do feel she's a legit threat in the ring now." Champ feeling a little aggravated at press fawning over the challenger: Lacey feeling a little Hayden-scorn coming in. "There's this BS attitude in the media, that you need to legitimize a flyweight title with a defence against Hayden," Lacey grips at podium. "That's garbage. As far as I'm concerned, she's a spoiled little brat who's always gotten what she wants in this game, and I'm here to change all that. I'M the one who's had to work for everything; I'M the one who's had to claw and maul her way to respectability - nobody ever gave me anything. Panny needs a total adjustment in the ring - a physical and emotional dressing-down to put her in the proper perspective. I'm champ for a reason, and when I'm done, Hayden's going to know ALL about it!" Hayden in horizontal red/white stripe bikini; small white mitts; hair tugged back into slugger's bun. Lacey in white bra/panties; hair loose; small white gloves. Scowling all 'round during stare-down - Lacey pushing Hayden away when asked to touch 'em up.

During R!: Dukes up/elbows in - compact stances, jitterbugging footwork from both girls in busy feeling out. Lacey parking hooks in behind Hayden's right elbow with beefy PIKs and PAKs. Lacey also able to find a little chin via stubby right crosses. Hayden clouting away on ribcage via palm-down lefts and rights, forcing Chabert retreats in spots. Glaring eye contact at bell: Chabert landing the heavier blows (those thick left hooks to waist/liver) probably ekes out the first.

R2: Hayden stubbing out her jab in Lacey's tits early - doubling up poke, then turning on right hands thick to paunch. Chabert giving ground, but keeping mitts up: minute in, she answers the jug muggage with a torrid hook - catching Hayden to mouth as Panny's looking to drive in righty to body: HAYDEN'S ROCKED! Panettiere stepping in fence post holes... face stunned/forlorn... Lacey hops-to, dips like she's going body, then jumps in hook-on-chin with buns-and-back behind the shot! Hayden on her heels, hits ropes in swoon: Lacey quick-pouncing all jugs a-jumpin', smiting Hayden a stubby right cross as poor Panny's trying to lift her mitts. Hayden helpless, butt in ropes: Lacey PLACES hook to liver with arched-back delivery, drawing a sobbing gasp from Panny. Lacey pushing Hayden upright, preventing her from jack-knifing to canvas... Chabert's eyes wide/dancing as she pours in rights and lefts - hustling leather onto Hayden's staring face! Panny gobsmacked, ragdolled on ropes as Lacey's drifting her then stabilizing her with either forearm bracing the chest and THE REF STEPS IN! Good Lord - that's TKO2 Lacey Chabert!

After: Legit Lacey temps Hayden with jug, then catches her mid-mugging: Chabert turning a weakness into a strength tonight to turn in arguably her biggest win ever!

Pincer movement of marching arena security encloses the ring on the strength of anonymous tip that Foxfire's planning to rush the canvas: Blubbering Panny ushered quickly to the Jeri's corner where JLH removes Hayden's gloves/punches her tummy some right hands out of the wrap as Lacey's getting her own gloves removed.

With Hayden hugging battered guts, mouth open in shock - Lacey relieves Jennifer, bodying up on Panny jug-on-face to press her ropeside. Chabert secures Hayden with reverse sleeper grip (left arm snaked round behind head; left hand cupping Chabert's right bicep; right hand cupping atop Panny's head.) Foxfire beauties swarming the security line, thrown back time and again by plastic-shield wielding goons!

Lacey workmanlike - eyes looking out into crowd; tongue at the corner of her mouth; left foot up on bottom rope as she pushes weight forward onto Hayden. Lacey cinching... brawny brown little limbs flexing and micro-adjusting, keeping Panny snug. Hayden's hands pushing on Lacey's wanton hips, or reaching up to pull at those full shoulders... Lacey staying focused, really pouring it on as Hayden's movements grow sluggish.

Panny eventually loses control of her limbs - her left arm waving up and down behind Lacey, the hand brushing at Chabert's backside; Hayden's right forearm resting on Lacey's raised left thigh. Lacey in no hurry... she pours it on well past the point of any resistance, then releases - allowing slumbering Hayden to slough down Chabert's left flank en route to canvas. Camera closes in to capture Hayden's humiliation: left cheek down; hair damp/clamped about her clammy face; lips slightly pursed in wonder; eyes frowned shut in jug-shock. Strutting and preening from Lacey in the immediate vicinity - security doing a good job of keeping those Foxfire rascals at bay as champion's collecting her gold/accepting hugs and kudos from associates - people literally stepping over Hayden to get to Lacey. Shameful!

Eventually, ringside negotiations allow Jen Garner alone to enter the ring to retrieve poor jug-shocked Panny. Jen wary - surrounded by leering/smirking foes as she stoops to gather up slumbering Hayden... wouldn't take much for the whole crew to jump Jen and claim a second Foxfire smother victim.

Post Fight