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11 September 2004 Dani Fishel vs Beverly Mitchell

Page history last edited by Archer844 14 years, 8 months ago

 

Originally posted by Simguy on 9/11/2004, 10:36 am

 

Before: Dani finally experiencing a phenomenon ubiquitous to Hollywood stars inside and outside of the ring: “Next Big Thing Syndrome”. Charlize Theron was the “New Cameron Diaz”, Claire Danes the “New Kelly Packard”, and an endless supply of Maxim bimbos the “New Carmen Electra”—and on and on. Now Fishel feeling the irresistible push from below as new faces struggle to find their niche.

 

“It’s different,” says Dani, “but I welcome it. When you look at the girls coming up who want to own my ‘spot’ as the compact, curvy pressure fighter—you can see I’m really gonna have my hands full keeping the cork in the bottle!”

 

Mitchell respectful of the “Old Cork” in prefight. “Yeah I heard Lindsay Lohan’s ‘Danisaur’ comments,” chuckles Beverly, “but that’s just Lohan smack. Everyone knows Dani’s a freak of nature—a young fighter with the experience of an old cougar—welterweight heart, chin and sock packed into a bantamweight’s body—what more can I say? It’s a thrill to be in with her and I’m anxious to show how competitive I can be.”

 

Dani in navy bikini with big pale blue polka dots, bandeau top supported by bra straps, white shoes and thick white socks—Bev in lavender lace push up and panties, white shoes and thick white socks, punching ponytail.

 

During R1: Welcome to the FCBA, Bev! Dani weaves, hooks out of the crouch, and nearly ends Mitchell’s night with the opening left on the chin, Gorgeous head swivel, sdea-sick knee buckle, but Mitchell stays up, crashing back into the ropes with a glazed look and quivering lips. Beat don: Dani all grins, squaring up, palming Bevvy upright and HAMMERING away on what’s left. Straight right hands into jugs, hooks to belly, ribs and skull. Shoving, bumping, jostling—Dani’s weight forward, backside jiggling with the effort of stacking Beverly up—Mitchell in perm-swoon, suffering, getting walloped, but refusing to give Fishel satisfaction. Beverly hands at chest, dazed as she stoops forward, gets bumped upright, face staring sullenly as the pounding drones on to the bell. Bright smile Dani, she’s loving the workout, figures she can be friends after the KO.

 

R2: Dani getting on Beverly quick, doesn’t want Mitchell to get her wind back. Cheek by jowl, Fishel walks Beverly to the ropes, getting a body on her, beefing her upright and ghoing to work on that tenders middle. Nice n’tight, Dani keeping her head in there, turning on short rights and lefts, pasting those mouthwatering Mitchell jugs and trembling tummy with tight, smudging work. Credit Bev—she’s getting shoved up, ridden, worked over and bullied, but by the final minute SHE’S PUNCHING BACK! Crowd roaring as Beverly gets a stubby right uppercut onto Dani’s chin, stepping Fishel back and hooking her cheek tasty/ Round ends up midring, girls shoulder to shoulder, stuffing one another’s breadbaskets thumping short-arm leather at the bell.

 

R3: Beefy collision midring as girls find each other with lead shoulders, then come up punching. Beverly, in a nice rhythm. Bending her knees and coming up the short left uppercut, then getting the right in there, then digging a left to the tummy, then pulling the left across Dani’s chops… FISHEL’S BACKING UP! Dani getting beaten to punches, taking a thudding body shot and can’t release her with hand as gut-ache pre-empts her! Bev slugging, bumping, brawling her girl straight back into her corner—crowd loving the jiggle-slug as Beverly mauls Dani for payback. Mitchell showing good compact form straight ahead—getting her legs under well-chosen uppercuts, turning her hips as she guts Danu hooks on the waist. Fishel breathing out through pursed lips, hooks on the waist and bobbing slowly—Mitchell really taking the steam out of her opponent this round, head to head! Dani won’t be shutout, gritting her teeth and brawling back in rousing fashion to end the round with sturm and drang, back and forth. Crowd roaring in appreciation—Dani shaking her head and batting gloves with Beverly ruefully: Fishel acknowledging a gutsy Mitchell third.

 

R4: Bev bold, laying in shoulder to shoulder, trying to bump Dani off and pick her up hooks, but this is Fishel’s fight, Mitchell landing and having her moments, but Dani’s walking through it and getting the better of trade—Mitchell breaking down under the stress constant attrition. Bev bumped in stages to the ropes, then really wilting as Dani settles in to work. Fishel working methodically, reaching in with her left arm to ease Bev back with that shoulder, then hooking her mouth, cramming righty to jug, doubling up the right hand to the pit of the belly, mopping up pale flank the hook as Bev sags forward. Dani crossing her arms and budging Mitchell upright, then snap-hooking the ribs behind the elbows, putting a hurting quiver on Mitchell’s lips, Bev never stops answering, but the stream’s definitely gone—lots of heart here, but she’d be better off clinching rather than slugging at a deficit.

 

R4: Fourth round took so much out of Bev’s tender body and legs—she’s hobbling, hands low, face grey with punishment and ON COMES DANI! Fishel striding into the overhand right, then back with that swinging hook from down low—Mitchell tottering backwards avoiding calamity by mere inches as she crashes into the ropes, Shove and slug beat down from Dani—it’s all Fishel coming forward, getting her palms on Bev’s shoulders, getting her shoulders into Bev’s chest, bumping her up then working her over with non-stop shellack. Dani never tires of pumping right hands square and flat to Bev’s midsection: Fishel clearing the way with her left under Bev’s right arm, driving into tummy with thudding glee. Dani belting away hooks, often off a right hand push to set things up—she’s snatching up great patches of vulnerable tummy, hip and flank as Mitchell’s defense crumbles away. Down the stretch, Beverly goes out to a shattering hook on her chin, but sits helplessly on the ropes rather than going down—Fishel able to

POUND away rights to the tits, lefts to the face as poor Beverly soaks up extra shots, ref unconscionably late in halting this thing. TKO5 Fishel as Mitchell pools in the referee’s arms.

 

After: Dani jubilant, sunny in victory, but concerned when Beverly doesn’t come around right away—Mitchell taking horrible punishment after being rendered helpless, gets a good dose of dani Fishel power and determination tonight. “I just hope she’s all right,: says a subdued Dani Fishel in postfight. “She’s got tons and tons of heart, she can punch, and she’ll be a factor, but she’s gotta learn: it’s okay to hang on when you’re hurt!” Like you do Dani? Fishel’s grin full of mischief: “Hey—do as I say, not as I do!”

 

Reposted by Archer 7/15/09

 

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