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11July 2008 Mandy Moore vs Laura Prepon

Page history last edited by Archer844 14 years, 3 months ago

 

 

 

 

Posted by Simguy on 7/11/2008, 8:51 am.

 

Before: “You gotta work the body on Laura,” Mandy explains in prefight. “One, it’ll wick away her power, and two; it’ll wick away her confidence. There’s nothing special about Prepon except for her punch—so anything I can do to take that away from her will help.” Prepon bolstered after a stirring one punch whack over Stacy Keibler, looks to duplicate the feat on Mandy. “I’ve got a great chance to snag a title here and put Moore on her back,” Laura shrugs. “She’s accomplished a lot, but I don’t have a ton of respect for her game. I honestly don’t see what’s going to do to hold me off. I think it’s gonna be lights out Mandy. Kay. Oh.” Moore in auvergine (very dark purple) bikini; hair in scruffy beach bun; black gloves. Laura in white bikini with vertical navy bars and bordering each bar, a thin line of gold; white gloves; hair long ponytail, coppery ringlets framing face.

 

During R1: Moore looking to punch n’ clutch: pawing her jab; stepping I while dragging a right hand to the pit of Laura’s stomach; sliding the left hand around Laura’s right elbow to tie up tummy to tummy. Laura trying to get her jab on track, triggering right hands to pound against Mandy’s chest, or wide to her flank. Moore with control—good body-ups, a more educated left hand and some thumping body shots give her a workmanlike first.

 

R2: Laura surprises Mandy with stand up, gun-platform boxing behind the jab. Nice wide stance for Preps—right hand ready at her cheek as she’s pumping out lead left poke: Moore covering up, blocking and parrying jabs with her hands. Laura stepping to her left, occasionally thrusting the jab down into Mandy’s stomach, then coming back up-torso to hook the jugs. Mandy turning, frustrated—wasn’t expecting to deal with a good left hand from Laura.

 

R3: Mandy pawing her jab, stepping in, carrying the right thick to paunch, then tying up: Laura starting to get grumpy with all the holding, Moore the aggressor, working her way into Laura, then smothering her, walking her around in the clinches. By the midway point, Mandy’s able to muscle Laura to ropes and work her over some: Moore bashing short, clubbing lefts and rights against Laura’s biceps and breasts, then reaching in to chest-up. Prepon sullen, not punching back: she’s on her heels, unable to come forward against Mandy’s timely hitting and beefy clinches.

 

R4: It’s clear Laura would like more room and more conventional exchanges: when she can, she pumps jabs and looks to pour herself into hard right hands up top. Moore relaxed—jabbing-with, moving her head: she startles Laura a few times this round by diving in with rights to the chin rather than the tummy—then tying up as before. Stop and go action—Moore the initiator, working in spots, then smothering Laura until ref’s breaks, Official pulling at Mandy’s rounded biceps, slapping at her shoulders: she doesn’t release unless physically made to do so.

 

R5: Same again. Mandy controlling the action with her jab and clinch. Mandy walking Laura around in the grasp, pushing her to ropes, mauling her, Mandy punishing Laura’s arms with slamming side to side work, then edging in with the left shoulder to tie up. Prepon scowling—occasionally fitting a nice left uppercut in under Mandy’s right breast, or whacking right hand into Laura’s breadbasket, then cuddling her: all taking it’s toll as Moore begins to leave Laura behind on the cards.

 

R6: Laura answers with hard work. To now, she’s been accepting clinches, waiting for ref’s breaks: this round she keeps her elbows in, lowers her head and pumps away downstairs with both arms chugging. Mandy beaten back, cheeks huffing and puffing: as she backs up, she’s spooked as Laura goes over to offence—redhead stalking brunette all around the ring. Prepon finding Mandy’s chin very elusive—Laura begins to slant the right cross down into Mandy’s paunch an ribs, extending nicely into concussive blows. Moore grimacing doesn’t like it one bit—she’s backing away in confusion, trying to renegotiate terms.

 

R7: Laura loses focus: Mandy able to paw that jab, step in s tight to the body, tie up and maul until ref’s break. Mandy rough with Laura in the clinches—throwing the odd shoulder to breast or mouth; yanking on an arm; jerking Laura around and pushing her off. Moore taking to the old Brooke Shields tactic of riding her left forearm across Laura’s upperback, leaning on the redhead and muscling her to her knees, drawing warnings. Not knockdowns, but Laura forced to spend energy pushing against Moore and resisting her. Redhead haggard, disheveled as Mandy works the gameplan, stays on her girl, and grinds away for sloppy points in the 7th.

 

R8: Jab/right hand: just like that, MANDY’S ROCKED! Moore’s legs give a shimmy—she stumbles in fence post holes, trying to regain her balance as Laura finally lands clean to chin. Patient, stalking follow up from Prepon—she follows Mandy around, looking to aim another right up top: mistake as Moore’s able to circle away, get herself together. Midway through, girls engage in a rare exchange outside—both swatting hooks and right hands: Prepon leans in, clean up a right hand on Moore’s chin and once again buckles the big woman’s knees! Moore jerked a quarter turn to her right, stumbling forward into ropes: she shakes her head, turns, ducks under a gambling right hand from a charging Laura and wraps up Prepon around the waist for a desperation clinch. Moore wobbly butt, open-mouthed—she’s only looking for the clinch down the stretch, wqlking Laura in, ducking low, then wrapping up brawny to bell.

 

R9: Moore straighten out that left hand, really jamming the jab up the middle; quick right hand off the shoulder turns Laura’s head and PREPON’S rocked! Laura covering up earmuff, staggering to her right: Moore over to offence with the right at her mouth; she leans in, pouring the right hand short n’ straight down into Laura’s body for a beefy spank. Laura grunts, backs into ropes: Moore walks her down, hooks her paunch with a bear’s paw swipe, then dips torso-left to drag a thudding right hand into Laura’s left flank. Mandy straightens, palming Laura in her shoulders to reset her at the ropes—then it’s another hook/right hand to the waist to keep Prepon hurting. Mandy reaches in  under Laura’s arms, chesting her to the ropes; Moore tucking a shrewd right hand into Prepon’s gut while smothering her. Ref working hard, prying big bodies apart—Mandy pouring beef to Laura in the form of palm-ups, shoving and brawny slugging, Prepon ragged—standing with right hand over her left breast, left hand across her gut—just waiting on Moore’s next move. Mandy able to apply big-girl poish to Laura, visibly draining the proud redhead with hamhanded pressure.

 

R10: Laura trying to get off: Mandy doing such a good job of denying Prepon balance and distance tonight., Moore on top with her jab, shelling Laura’s upperchest, shoulders and face, then almost routinely closing, tucking in the right hand to tummy, then wrestling and wiggling with Laura in the clinch. Mandy’s strong legs propel the fight to ropes: Laura panting with the effort of trying to push the brunette off. Prepon jamming away right hands in close, making a fight of it—but Moore executing well, usually the girl on top at the ropes and dictating the points. Mandy taking no chances: she can’t knock Laura out inside like this—knows Laura can’t knock her out: slow grinding affair stumbles to the finish line as Moore smears laura along the ropes. Comes back UD10, Mandy Moore.

 

After: Laura bytching to officials in the immediate aftermath, but she’s got no one to blame but herself for the course of the fight. “I fought to control Laura,” Mandy breezes in postfight. “The only time we exchanged, she hurt me—and I felt so stupid because every day in camp, we were like: “No clean looks for Laura.” I didn’t want a shootout. I’ve got the strongest body this side of Katherine Heigl, so I wanted to use that on Laura—just get on top of her and push her around ragdoll. Once she got tired, I could feel her giving in to me: it was just a matter of walking her down and making sure I was safe before tucking into her.”

 

Reposted by Archer 12/24/09.

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