BOXING AT THE MIRAGE 

Best of 7 #1

Part 1:

Posted by Simguy on 4/11/2006, 7:30 am.

Before: Catty pre-fight—Krista very brazen about entering the lion’s den to root jenny out and decisively batter her on Jenny’s own turf. “Jenny’s what I like to call ‘Krista-Lite’,” Allen smirks as Jenny smolders. “She measures herself against e, but she’s always coming up short. Not quite as hot, not quite as talented, not as fit, strong or quick. When  we worked the beach, I knew it hurt Jenny to realize that all eyes were on me, even if she were standing right there. And it hurts her to know that if I went to BSE management and offered to fight under their banner if they gave Jenny the boot—she’d be standing on the sidewalk with her suitcases packed. I’m sorry jenny.” Kris looks over batting her dark eyelashes, “Nature plays favourites, and I was better than you in the crib.” O’Dell fuming: Allen with a knack for getting under a girl’s skin and Jenny’s no exception. “I don’t know where this chick gets off,” O’Dell snarls. “This is MY house, Girls don’t come here and talk a bunch of crap for free. Krista, I’m charging you rent and I’m gonna take it out that------body of yours in trade!”

Allen in leopard print fighting bikini, ring connections, African-style fringed bands around the shins. Jenny in faux-lion skin bikini, polished teak connections, fringed African shin-bands.

During R1: Girls loping to midring—Krista feints, steps into a vicious lead hook/uppercut to Jenny’s chin and SITS O’DELL DOWN! Thunderclap opener sends Jenny booty-scootin’—she scrambled up all blinking and stunned as Allen stalks the neutral corner, Resume—Jenny dukes up at temples, walking on her heels a bit, but coming forward—Krista prowling, looking to add-on. Allen jabbing into Jenny’s guard, stepping back or to the left, then jerking in that vicious hook to Jenny’s breasts—piling in close and pushing rubbery-legged O’Dell back. Jenny staggering, wobbly-butt, but refusing to punk—she drops short, cudgeling blows from her high guard in middle minute action—flurrying to discourage Allen’s lunging rushes—more than once Krista is beaten back while trying to impose her will. Down the stretch—Allen narrow-eyed, circles right, reaches in long jabs PAK! to jenny’s tanned midriff—just touching and managing hurt blonde to bell.

R2: Krista feints and LIGHTS JENNY UP! Ohh that step-in lead left uppercut, SLAMMING onto Jenny’s chin, splitting her hastily raised mitts. Blonde legs stoutly soak it up—Jen keeps her feet, but she’s badly hurt to start the second. Kris circling, slashing: a quick, sidearm lick against the abdomen bends jenny forward: a slicing left across the face clouts the taste out of Jen’s mouth. Allen stepping around her jab—punching Jenny in her guard to keep those hands up, then stepping in with vicious slinging sidearm rights or that lethal lead left uppercut. Again, O’Dell brave when hurt. Blocks shots, answers back with blunt fury—shortening up her stroke and slugging in combination to reject Allen finishing attempts in middle minute. Kris cautious, circling outside in final minute, exploring Jenny’s breasts with hard jabs and sudden jump-in hooks: Allen cute as she piles in after hooking, pushing Jenny off at the stagger.

R3: Krista feints and JENNY EATS THAT LEFT UPPERCUT! O’Dell seriously underestimating Allen’s first-step quickness—brunette freezing Jenny with the decoy dip, then ripping into chin with slashing brutality. O’Dell stomping on he heels, eyes blinking, mouth open—she’s desperately hurt again as Krista’s lips curl into malevolent smile. Allen to Jenny’s breasts with sudden, ripping lead hooks—piling into blonde on follow through and pushing her back: Jenny’s ramshackle legs can’t hold canvas as she staggers into ropes. Allen pursues, squares away to finish and JENNY WON’T HAVE IT! O’Del digging in, swishing away side to side, teeth bared—badly hurt, Jenny simply puts her heart on her sleeve and fights her way out of trouble. Allen stepping away, mauled in the exchange—eyes flashing angrily as once again she can’t finish what she started, Jenny recovering, coming forward and cutting off the ring—she’s able to pound Krista’s pale flanks, work brunette to ropes and MUG THOSE JUGS! O’Dell finishing up strong, standing up in her stirrups to hoist rising lefts and rights into Krista’s rack, prompting the first clinches of the fight as Allen is punishing on the apron,

R4: Jenny punching right handed, discourages Krista from leading with power—Allen dancing away, take shard punches on her left shoulder. Allen with the fresher legs—Jenny still a little shaky—Allen circles outside, puts her jab  to work on Jenny’s eyes, jumping in occasionally to wallop those jugs that nasty hook. O’Dell dukes at eyebrows, walking Krista down—she’ll give up her breasts to coax Krista forward, then answer with furious chugging action—turning brawler in spots to fully engage Krista toe-to-toe, Allen banged up to her ribs and repeatedly rejected—by the final minute she’s been hunted down by hard-hearted Jenny.

R5: Kris mounting her slashing, single shot attacks, but Jenny reading the speed better, covering up in time to at least partially block the lead-left powershot. Allen so springy legged, she can disengage after jumping in—but O’Dell firming up, not allowing herself to be pushed off—she consistently coming forward, blocking, walking Krista down. Final  minute, Jenny jabs Krista hard on the mouth; jams a blunt right hand to chin; hooks the ribs just underneath the breastline; hooks the flank and HOOKS THE LIVER! KRUSTA GIES DOWN GROANING! Allen clutching her throbbing ribcage, sinks to one knee, face pinched—Jenny bellows in exultation, refusing to step away until ref bodies her back. Shaky 8 Allen—she’s weepy, fretting, sniveling—ON COMES JENNY! Classic O’Dell finishing barrage—she squares away, lets hands go with thumping stroke—hooking Krista body and head, slamming away righty to chin, shoulder-shoving wilting Allen back against the ropes. ALLEN GOES DOWN! No one punch does it—cudgeling barrage beats Krista blubbering to all fours—she’s a trembling wreck at the bell as snarling Jenny is pushed back.

O’Dell/Allen conc.

Posted by Simguy on 4/11/2006, 7:31 am.

R6: Jenny over to offence—eyes frosty, lips right, nostrils flaring—she’s attacking Krista vigorous all around the ring. Allen distraught—hard body shots very discouraging to her—she’s on her bicycle, trying to avoid lengthy exchanges with aggressive blonde. Cat and mouse stuff: Jenny looking to force decisive toe-to-toe; Krista looking to deny it at all costs. Result is stop and go action, sporadic squalls of punching as Jenny walks Krista down, flurries hard until Allen can spin off the ropes or disengage. Bell: Jenny seething, barking at Krista to “Stand and fight!” Allen taunting back at O’Dell from behind the ref, safely out of reach.

R7: KRISTA LIGHTS JENNY UP! O’Dell aggressively forward, eats her umpteenth lead left uppercut FLUSH on the chin—blonde put wobbly butt, stunned behind her mitts as curvy legs hold her up. Allen snarling as she’s over to offence: a ripping sidearm right across taut blonde gut; a slicing hook on cheek as Jenny stoops forward. Kris never staying in one spot long—stepping around Jenny, slashing at her, then moving to keep Jen turning. O’Dell wobbly butt. Trying to encroach behind a high guard, but it’s costing her—Allen walking Jenny in, stroking her midsection and jaw with speedy swiping punches—crowd reacting with oohs and aahs as Allen tears at Jenny with clean connects. 

Kris loving it to Jenny’s breasts with step-in hooks—O’Dell getting busted hard  to rack and shoved off, blinking back tears as Allen regains initiative in the seventh.

R8: Jenny responds to Krista’s lightning assaults with steady attrition, ring-denial, and creeping barrages—blonde suffocating brunette and crowding her all around the ring. O’Dell’s jab makes an appearance, forestalling Krista’s lunges, allowing Jenny to close without getting marked up. inside, Jenny’s stronger, snap-snatching at Krista’s flanks and ribs, answering to jug with scrubbing shoeshine (plenty of forearm follow-through to draw warnings from the ref). Allen grimacing, clinching for breaks—she’s doesn’t want to work inside with Jenny. Bell to bell O’Dell—Jenny doing a great job of cutting off the ring, closing, then outworking her foe, charging Krista’s body rent indeed this round.

R9: Allen gets more of her own way: midring; distance; movement. Jenny letting Kris dictate with the jab—even when Allen’s punching into jenny’s guard, it’s still maintaining initiative, keeping the blonde under contained. Jenny coming forward with measured steps, blocking well up top—but Krista so flashy with her eye-catching slashing punches: even when she’s not really scoring, it’s impressive. Allen nibbling some beneath Jenny’s elbows—stroking the waist with snik-snak rights or lefts—immediately stepping away before Jenny’s clubbing receipts. O’Dell unhurt, but outmaneuvered and out-touched. Allen with smug eye contact at the bell, forcing Jenny to walk around here as ref moves in.

R10: Krista’s jab has suppressed Jenny’s: O’Dell earmuffed up, trying to trudge forward and get to Allen’s chest, but Krissy’s educated stick really establishing distance now. Allen stepping to either side, looking Jenny over—occasionally stopping to jab stiff to tummy: O’Dell a beat behind, can’t get in position to punch. Frustration builds in Jenny—she starts reaching, breaking form to bring battle to Krista and ALLEN LIGHTS HER UP! Lead left uppercut lands with shattering force—setting jenny on her heels and sending her tottering backwards—ALL O’Dell can do just to keep her feet. Krista glaring, but still cautious: too many times tonight, Jenny’s dug down when hurt and fought off Allen finishing rushes. Kris plays it smart—jabbing into Jenny’s body, stepping ‘round to the right, staying well out of range as wobbly-butt blonde tries desperately to close and slug. Not going to happen: Kris keeps her distance, breaks into a glorious, seductive smile at the bell—she’s just tamed Jenny O’Dell and both girls know it. UD10 Krista Allen.

After: Ugly scene in the aftermath—Allen chesting up on Jenny all lips parted and batting eyelashes—O’Dell physically restrained as she reacts to the other woman’s intimate, on-verbal tainting. O’Dell taking the loss very personally—Allen’s prefight comments made to sting all the ore—something particularly insufferable about Krista as she sashays around Jenny’s ring, playing to the media and fans alike. O’Dell showing a hell of a chin, but too much of it—Krista able to repeatedly regain the upperhand with timely powerpunching—Jen just digging herself too deep a hole tonight to overhaul her fleet-footed opponent.

Reposted by Archer 11/14/09.