UNIFIED LIGHTWEIGHT TITLE

Part 1

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

Before: Battling legend-killers features dramatic high contrast—both girls wonderful athletes, blessed with differing gifts. “Hurting Kaley hurts Jenny,” Taylor shrugs, dark eyes serious, “That’s reason enough for me to take her apart, But there’s also this idea that we’re the two hot, rising stars of the division, and that’s exciting to me. Beating Kaley really cements my position and legitimizes everything I’ve worked for. Hunting Jenny’s just icing.” Cuoco aware of the personal animosity between O’Dell and Taylor, but preferred to stay out of it, “This is what I’ve been working for—beating Jessica Biel, and winning this title. I’ve done the one, now it’s time to wrap up the other. To me, Taylor’s a flawed and limited fighter—very powerful and dangerous, but custom-made for what I do. I shocked the world once, I’d do it again: by the time Taylor comes-to, I’ll be the next unified lightweight champ!” Taylor mauve bikini with floral add ons on the top; black gloves. Kaley in pink halter style bikini top twist tied—sporty rough-and-tumble evergreen bottoms; white gloves.

During R1: Kaley scootin’ respecting Taylor early: blonde with right hand up high, left hand low as she feints, steps out, circles to her right. Cole stomping forward, dukes up—heavy jab not scoring but preventing Kaley fro counter-pouncing in, Cole the aggressor, hounding Kaley around the ring: Cuoco occasionally stops her hopping to dip in and engage shoulder to shoulder, generally emerging worse for the trade. Scrappy stop and go—Taylor the aggressor in a wide-ranging first.

R2: Kaley feinting, stepping right, working in-out—as likely to lead the right hand as she is a left jab, Cole weaving head side to side, advancing in a menacing crouch—she’s catching swat upside the head, ignoring it while focusing her jab in Kaley’s chest. Midway through, Kaley feints Taylor into covering up, hooking brunette flank and dancing off to the left: Cole emerges from crouch with a sweeping right, clipping tip-o’-the-chin and UNHINGING CUOCO’S KNEES! Kaley stepping in fence post holes—makes it to ropes, covers up and bends low under a roaring Taylor Cole right. Cole in wide stance, pivoting t her right while pushing Kaley upright then BATTING hooks to tanned blonde tummy: Kaley gurgling in pain, tioers up, only to be ragdolled back into ropes, Cole furious to the ribs and flanks—her head down, roundhouse lefts and rights slamming home: Kaley squirming in the pocket, reaching to clinch and slow brunette freight train. Taylor too rough, too strong—she sheds the clinches, stays on the body—drumming Kaley’s torso, hurling Cuoco back into ropes with big girl pushes. KALEY TAKES A KNEE! Blonde swallows her pride, bends the knee to catch her breath: Taylor seething, eyes dancing as she shouts: “YOU CAN’T TAKE IT!”

R3: Cuoco on the run, playing Sugar Ray to Taylor’s Hagler. Cole scooting along, showing good footwork in at least keeping pace if not cutting off the ring on Kaley. Cuoco hopping the perimeter, eyes wide—twitching her shoulder to feint, then spinning Cole with helpful pushes behind either brunette elbow. Taylor still menacing the Cuoco ribcage—banging away lusty with heavy roundhouses: Cuoco answering with shoe-shine buffetings of Taylor’s head before spinning out of danger. Cuoco’s legs save her from a dreadful pasting, but Taylor’s gobbling up points through 3.

R4: Kaley running at times—at others going flat foot, closing her stance, raising her left elbow while pushing into Taylor to problematize Cole’s pursuit. Cole chasing—well conditioned brunette not tiring and much quicker than anticipated—she’s able to track Kaley down in spots, Cuoco’s elbow-up pushing an slipping at Kaley’s ribs, but getting picked up pesky from Cuoco’s screened right hands from supple slip-and-counters. Cuoco able to stabilize later, hold canvas and work cute inside with Taylor as both girls maul and mug, shoulder to shoulder. Cole’s round has her way out in front through 4.

R5: First minute—Kaley showing leg, but being more offensive—getting off quick-strike lead rights and clawing left hooks before leaping back and sucking Taylor forward. Cole getting beaten to punches—unharmed, but unable to impose herself—she’s slowly falling into Kaley’s rhythm. Second minute—Kaley more supple, standing around more—occasionally flurrying, then pushing into Taylor with the left shoulder. extended left elbow before leaping back out of range, Cole snarling, frustrated, but eating a steady diet of cute pre-emptive lead rights and snappy double-hooks, body/head. Kaley luring Taylor, pasting her, touching—blonde turning, turning, turning, stays out of trouble, whittles away on her brunette to take the fifth.

Cole/Cuoco title bout conc

Posted by Simguy on 1/12/2008, 9:13 am.

R6: Same again—Kaley smooth, fighting in retreat, but FIGHTING—she’s not running here. Cuoco cute with the step-ins, pushing and crowding Taylor, then stepping out and away to either side, turning brunette midring. Cole facing into Kaley’s lead right hand: blonde often dipping forward in an offensive crouch which feints Taylor, then Cuoco releasing the right as a pinging hesitation blow. Kaley scoring lead rights, then nimbly jumping around Taylor’s left flank while pushing her—hit and run tactics starting to vex and confuse brunette Midway through, Cole rushing forward, eats a lashing check hook as Kaley clouts it, pivots left: Taylor staggers face first to turnbuckle, suddenly wobbly butt, Cuoco sees the hurt, but doesn’t over-react—simply stooping to jab the tummy, lean back onto right foot while hooking the mouth, then feinting Taylor into paralysis before bouncing out of range.

R7: Cole trudging forward, seething with frustration, but reluctant to punch—she’s just not reading Kaley well, Cuoco luring her girl—stooping to jab at Taylor’s tummy, then hopping away to suck Cole forward. Kaley pre-empting Taylor with ringing, elastic lead rights off the shoulder, scoring consistently between the yes on Cole, then bouncing past Taylor’s left flank to avoid the receipt, With Taylor confused—Kaley goes flat foot at times, rotating her torso and batting away springy little catspaw lefts and rights—swatting Cole’s face, tits and ribs before disengaging and circling around. Cole grumpy, frowning, lumped up—she’s till pretty good shape overall, just getting herself outboxed by crafty Kaley through 7.

R8: Kaley spends the first minute luring and potshotting—then gradually edging inside to fight off Taylor’s chest. Cuoco with her left shoulder in Taylor’s chest crowding her—then Kaley will lean out onto right foot, swiping the hook across, dipping slightly to her right to close her stance and slip Cole’s comeback. Out of that little crouch, Kaley then deploys pesky little counter-right uppercuts off the right foot, scoring, then bumping her left shoulder into Taylor’s chest to spoil the receipt. SO frustrating for Cole—she’s swinging away—occasionally landing healthy to Kaley’s back or flanks, bgut it’s all Cuoco managing and controlling the action. Bell: Kaley tosses blonde locks, beaming into her corner: she dishes it up Kaley-style to Taylor.

R9: Cole jabbing stiff, locating Kaley in her chest—blonde knocked off balance while trying a right hand, and Cole CLOBBERS a right cross to Cuoco’s teeth. Head-swivel Kaley—she spills into ropes, open-mouthed with swoon. Cole snarling, pounces-to: robust right hand wallops Kaley above left hip, then Taylor pushes in to pancake her blonde to ropes. Kaley pulling Taylor behind the elbows, just trying to glom on: Cole won’t have it—writhing her limbs free, bumping Kaley and slamming away big-girl. Cuoco stabilizes in second minute—still taking heavy fire, but rolling the shots slick n’supple in the pocket. Down the stretch, Kaley’s getting the rhythm, rolling just-in-time to take the edge off and answering back vicious from the crouch. Kaley rolling her torso, clouting Taylor’s face while twisting to either side to cover up—masterful counter-punching has Cole wobbly butt! Right uppercut, Kaley; swiping right to chops, Kaley; heavier, clobbering Cuoco. KALEY’S PASTING TAYLOR! Cuoco snarling, left hand dangling as she POURS right hand after right hand slingshot style onto Cole’s face. Taylor staring, slumping against ropes, hands in her lap: volleyballer’s legs hold her up as bell sounds and ref pulls Kaley off. Cuoco roaring, wriggling in the man’s grasp—she’s just stolen a crucial Taylor Cole round.

R10” Taylor busted up, bleeding from nostril, disheveled—big girl looking tamed as she comes forward behind her mitts. Kaley feinting with her head, bobbing into her crouch, walking Taylor into the spotshotting lead right, then scooting ‘round her. Cole turning, coming forward, getting embarrassed. Cuoco lithe in her feet, supple-bodied, coiling and exploding on oncoming brunette then sidestepping—it’s masterful display of pounce-step boxing. As round goes on, Taylor’s pursuit slows to a crawl—Kaley able to pound the lead right into brunette tummy, then hook Taylor’s ear a swipe before pivoting off to the left all loose and relaxed. Tears brimming in Taylor’s eyes as round winds down: Kaley dancing away, hands in the air at the time of the bell. Comes back UD10 for the winner and NEW lightweight champ—Miss Kaley Cuoco!

After: Cole humbled, busted up and discouraged—she coughs up a commanding lead to the friskiest, most combative Kaley Cuoco’s anyone’s ever seen. Cuoco sobbing in Jenny O’Dell’s embrace—then getting lifted off her feet by Charisma—what an odyssey for this plucky little comedienne. “I just never quit, and more importantly, BSE never quit on me,” Kaley blurts in postfight, eyes still shining with happy tears. “You know—we’re always smaller—Charisma’s always fighting giants, Jenny’s always outgunned, Natalie’s just this tiny little thing—but we are the scrappiest fighters in the game and our skills can’t be beaten. Taylor Cole is such a marvelous champion, such a strong, dangerous foe—but I took her apart tonight, and I am THRILLED  by that. It means everybody’s faith and support in me has been deserved, and I can’t tell you what that means to me!”

Reposted by Archer 4/2/10.