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12 January 2008 Title Ch Stacy Keibler vs Charisma Carpenter

Page history last edited by Archer844 13 years, 11 months ago

UNIFIED WELTERWEIGHT TITLE

 

 

 

Part 1:

 

Posted by Simguy on 1/12./2008, 9J9 am.

 

BEFPRE: Poster-shot shows girls chesting up, CC craning her head back to look up at Stacy—dramatically underscoring the physical challenge before Carpenter in this fight. “That’s a whole lot of blonde to process,” Charisma quips at the podium. “But the other thing to consider is that this isn’t just a young, exuberant Stacy Keibler anymore. This is a dominant, confident champion who has turned the welterweight division upside down. To conquer THAT, along with all her physical advantages is going to be a tremendous challenge for my skills,” Keibler acknowledging Charisma’s slick sorcery by unveiling new trainer/advisor for this fight: “I’ve retained Vanessa Williams to help me with Charisma,” says Stacy gesturing to a smiling Vanessa in the front row. “I know if you saw me and Charisma on the streets, you’d think there was no way she could take me—but in the ring, we all know how crafty Carpenter is. I’m not stupid—I went out and got me the smartest woman I could to help me with this fight. I know with Vanessa’s guidancer and fight planning—I can break Charisma down and protect what’s mine. I’m sending her home hurting—and hopefully STRETCHED!

 

Carpenter in black “Veronica Mars” bikini with gold fastens—black gloves. Stacy in royal blue bikini with bih white polka-dots; white gloves; slick low ponytail.

 

During R1: Wild jamboree of punches—Carpenter midring, swinging away, eyes wide: Keibler teeth bared, looping and lashing wallop from all sorts of crazy angles—long legs wide stance as she leans in out. CARPENTER GETS CAUGHT! Lariat right hand crashes in behind CC’s left ear—she’s clubbed off balance, sent reeling forward, hitting ropes in wobbly-butt stupor, Keibler loping in, sweeping rights and lefts across in slinging, horizontal trajectories: Carpenter dipping low, slipping and countering, fight s her way off the ropes with some desperate roundhouses out of her crouch. CC brawling back to midring: Keibler steps out, pumps the jab, stymies brunette progress. CC arm crossed, bending at the waist, trying to work her way forward: Keibler rocketing over the top with a murderous right connects to jaw as CC’s bending down. CARPENTER DROPS TO HER KNEES! Keibler shrieking—jogging to neutral corner and climbing the ropes to bellow: CC up, blinking, shaking her head in shock. CRAZY first round goes against all expectation as it’s CHARISMA who’s discipline is lacking.

 

R2: STACY GOES DIWN! Keibler trying a right uppercut from too far out—Charisma leans in with a gambling overhand, landing flush and dropping blonde heavily to her back seconds in! Shaky * Keibler—she steadies herself with right hand on top rope for the count, then braces as CC comes wading back in. Keibs: muscular right uppervut spanks into Charisma’s left armpit. Charisma: clubbing right takes Keibler in the jaw, Girls trade clouting left hooks to chin—Keibler backing CC up, goes body with galloping series if lapping, lanky lefts and rights. Carpenter getting outslugged, retreats in good order, sucking Keibler to far ropes: CC sets up in pocket. Charisma with hands stacked right atop left at her tummy—bending forward, rolling the torso—she’s presenting her head as target. Stacy firing away—missing as CC slips and rolls: Carpenter cashing in with thick, swiping clout applied to Stacy’s golden-brown torso to bell.

 

R3: Fight settles into more expected pattern. CC roams to midring early—stooping to jab at Stacy’s tummy, then retreating to suck Stacy forward, Carpenter sets up pocket at ropes: hands loose and low; torso gently rotating as she bends at the waist, bobs, weaves, leans back into ropes with her shoulders turned to either side. Supple torso movement beguiling—Stacy swinging hard at Charisma’s head, can’t connect on anything other than the odd grazing blow against shoulder or glove. Williams screaming herself in Keibler’s corner: “JAB! USE YOUR JAB! BODY, STACY, BODY!” to no avail. Charisma making Stacy miss, then countering underneath, dragging heavy swat into Keibler’s armpits, ribs, tummy as CC’s dipping to either side. Shutout Carpenter sends Keibler panting and bewildered to her corner: stern talking-to from Williams as Stacy listens all wide-eyed.

 

R4: Carpenter roams early—jabs for cheap points to Stacy’s tummy, then retreats, sucking blonde forward. Keibler much more cautious—she follows but squares up well outside, keeping her right elbow in against her side, right hand up at her chin. Stacy frowning with concentration—deploying her jab to Charisma’s plump chest: good beefy spank sounding out as Stacy prods CC in the pocket. Real cat and mouse—Carpenter trying to lure Stacy into upping her output by leaving the head exposed: Keibler not biting—pounding her jab to Carpenter’s chest and shoulders, occasionally stooping to shove it to tummy. Late the round, Stacy leaning in to out some very stuff jabs onto Carpenter’s thighs: deliberate intent to charley-horse CC brings ref in. That HAD tio have come from Williams.

 

R5: Carpenter out fishing early—soon as she’s tapped at Stacey’s midsection, she retreats, committing Keibler to come forward. Carpenter beguiling—left hand dangling at her side, left shoulder pointed towards Stacy, right hand cocked at chin: CC’s just crouched in that close stance, weight on right (back0 foot, Keibler cautious again, wanting to jab jug, but it’s not there; she’s jabbing CC’s left shoulder instead. Keebs trying right hands up top: Carpenter rolling them, coming back with zippy right hand counters from the screen—catching Stacy’s mouth, pushing blonde chin down. Midway through, one such roll-and-counter sends a tremor through Stacy’s legs: she falls in to clinch, suddenly woozy. Carpenter snuggles up, pops her hips, twisting Stacy to ropes: CC suddenly belligerent, pushes her skull in under Stacy’s chin and goes to work. Carpenter pushing and mauling, fighting off Stacy’s chest—tall blonde grimacing as sge arches slightly over top rope, Good thump applied, CC to Keebs: Carpenter swiping either hand to body, pushing Keibler’s arms out of the way, clubbing at Stacy’s chin with short clout, either hand.

 

Carpenter/Keibler title bout conc.

 

Posted by Simguy on 1/12/2008, 9:10 am.

 

R6: Carpenter roams, makes contact, retreats to form pocket, Stacy hopping-to, setting up in wide stance well outside—this time she shows good right-hand discipline, keeping it holstered. Keibler deploying long, stiff jabs—pounding at Carpenter’s presented left though, hip, armpit, shoulder and jug when it’s available. CC frowning—wants to turn into a screened right, but not being given the opportunity. Keibler’s diligent jabbing to thigh irritating enough for Carpenter to bark at ref “She’s hitting me in the leg, ref!” Keibs eyes bright, brining her dukes back to her mouth, hovering outside and manufacturing careful points in the sixth.

 

R7: Carpenter to ropes—Stacy following, setting up outside, heavy shelling of CC’s left side starting to bruise her: she turns square, butt-in ropes—stacking hands at belly New arrangement—Carpenter dipping side to side, looking to lick counters with short-swatting delivery in concert with her torso movement, Keibler pouring the jab in—just heavy single shots pounding at Carpenter’s chest and thighs. Stacy showing some cleverness, flashing the jab at CC’s head to make Carpenter dip, THEN jabbing breast or tummy meat. Keibler really getting weight into her poke—pushing off ball of right (back) foot, rolling her left shoulder slightly to get the rhythm—this is good deliberate pulse. CC looking disheveled, batting away a good portion of these jabs, but her thighs are bruising up nicely as ref does little more than bark at Stace to “keep’em up Keibler.”

 

R8: Similar stuff: Carpenter going to ropes, setting her traps; Keibler staying disciplined, weight back, fighting behind a patient, long, strong jab. Keebs starting to loosen up, looking more and more comfy, occasionally she’ll twitch her left shoulder to feint Carpenter, THEN jab her chest; occasionally, Stacy will double the jab, body and head, Carpenter dipping side to side, getting nibbled but not hurt—she’s getting nickel-and-dimed in her pocket and both girls know it. CC turns aggressor late, wading out to clinch Stacy about the waist, then holding and hitting her until ref’s break. Stacy showing discipline by accepting the clinch and tieing you when she can’t have CC at the ropes.

 

R9: Carpenter aggressive early, taking the fight to Keibler: rousing stuff as Stacy turns boxer, using her long legs and under-rated footwork to problematize things for Carpenter. CC trying to get to Stacy’s chest—having some success tagging Keibler as Stacy’s backing up—but Keibler spitting out the jab, loping to her left, starts walking CC into the odd right cross, Re-emergence of Stacy’s right has Carpenter spooked: she’s caught in no-man’s land, bobbing defensively as Stacy circles and pounds away from outside. Carpenter eventually forced to retreat to ropes to form pocket: Stacy grinning, sets up to jab patiently from outside, Bell: blonde delighted with her performance—her legs clearly defeating Charisma’s attack that round.

 

R10: Donnybrook! Carpenter committed to come forward, trying to make something happen: Stacy feeling brave, meets her midring. Glorious stuff—Stacy with her left shoulder in Carpenter’s chest, trying to bump brunette off, then smite her with slinging, sloppy wallop; CC in close, hands up at her temples as she crowd in, looking to swat and cuff and tie up,. Keibler getting outhit by clever Charisma—brunette so cute in close-quarters battle—very difficult for blonde to connect with anything substantial. Carpenter scoring well to Keibler’s flat abs and long ribcage—backing Stacy up and all around the ring, Girls bang away shoulder to shoulder—neither coming close to stopping the other. Comes back UD10 for the winner and STILL champion—Stacy Keibler.

 

After: Keibler beaming, goes to hug Charisma after decision is announced—gets rebuffed by a veteran brunette whose thighs are turning a light plum from Stacy’s illegal leg pounding. “I don’t know what’s she’s griping about,” Keibler sneers in postfight—smug Vanessa off to one side, smiling and nodding. “She wanted a title shot, I gave her a title shot AND an ass-kicking—you’d think she’d be grateful. That’s Torrie, Ali and Charisma all in my back pocket fellahs: looks like someone’s gonna dominate in oh-8!”

 

Reposted by Archer 4/10/10.

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