BEFORE: "There's no blonde in boxing who can keep pace with me," says whippet fit, confident Angie H in prefight. "Ask Tricia Helfer: I just worked her to ribbons when we fought, and that's how I see this one going. Adrianne will come in all tuff - but a few rounds of me scouring her ribcage will gentle her down. Gonna be sweet: anyone who thought I couldn't handle the young 'uns is going to get an eye opener!" Pallicki refusing to be baited: it's all about getting herself back on track. "Angie's got good credentials," Adrianne admits, "but she's tailor made for me. Even though she's built like a stick, she doesn't box much: she's a walk-in girl and I love walk-in girls - especially brittle former models who've never tasted an Adrianne Pallicki right hand!"

Harmon in midnight blue bikini with satiny finish; white gloves. Adrianne in sporty white top with polo collar; navy bikini bottoms with white belt (costume suitable for fighting OR for trying out for the Dallas Cowboy Cheerleaders); white gloves.

During R1: Angie: Stomping forward strong on left foot; chin tucked; hands up, palms down...once in range she chips away little poking jabs, swatting palm-down hooks, chipping little palm-down right crosses...rigid, ratchetting delivery scrubbing at Adrianne. Pallicki showing lanky: weight on back (right) leg; left hand low, right at her chest...she leans away from Angie's work, trying to pivot around it - looking for angles from which she can strike right hands. Good stuff: Harmon out-throwing Adrianne, scuffing her up with volume; Pallicki occasionally leaning in and stinging Angie righty-to-chin. Down the stretch, Adrianne steals Angie's round: licking, left hook up off the thigh slaps Angie startled; slinging right hand swivels Angie's head, has her stepping in fence post holes. Pallicki brightening at the sight: Harmon's rocked at the bell.

R2,3: Similar look - Angie chugging forward with those rigid punches in horizontal plane; Pallicki leaning back, pivoting around lead (left) heel, turning Angie. Adrianne swatting and licking that lanky left hand - just clouting Angie upside the head, then pivoting-left. Leaning in occasionally off these hooks, Pallicki fits slinging right hands to Harmon's chin: no head-movement from Angie, save that imparted by Adrianne's ringing blows.

R4: Easy, breezy, limber shutout, Adrianne Pallicki. Similar licking hooks setting up slinging right hands: Angie getting her face stroked and pasted - frequently slugged off balance by Adrianne's clean work. Harmon stumbling, baby-stepping to regroup: she's being clouted hard here, busted up. Pallicki's cares and worries visibly falling away: she's frequently grinning; pursing her lips as she drives in limber right hands, punching Angie's pretty face aside.

R5: Problem for Angie in a nutshell: she can't get to Pallicki's ribcage. Adrianne's simple lean-away look - that treacherous left hand dangling - foiling Harmon's attempts to set that marathoner's pace to long blonde ribcage. In the attempt, Angie's catching clout: Pallicki just swivel-pivoting, swatting and cuffing her hooks, then leaning in to really paste Angie righty in spots. Pallicki smiling at the bell: bounce in blonde step as she struts back to corner. Angie? Not so much.

R6: Angie rocked early: right hands sending tremors down long, slender shanks - she's tip-toeing hurt through fence-post holes, face-in-gloves. Adrianne taking the opportunity to strap away lanky on Angie's ribcage: blonde leaning in, bumping top of her head in against Angie's closely grouped mitts while long arms take relaxed, hamhanded cuts at Harmon's stiff ribcage/flat waist. Brutal attrition: Angie treated to her own medicine, wandering along the aprons as Pallicki straps the body - heavy blonde shellack bouncing off taut brunette body. Withering attack finally slumps Angie against ropes: she's just sagging there, face-in-gloves, elbows in tight as Adrianne unleashes. Wide, lashing blows - Pallicki's head pushed against Angie's gloves/face - fists landing thick n' loud to Harmon's ribcage...it's all too much. Slender brunette sinks to a seat - knees at her chest, back to ropes - she's hugging her ribs, crying: it's so over. KO6 to the body, Adrianne Pallicki.

After; Pallicki boxing and slugging like a master: she takes apart veteran Harmon as promised, lumping her up before beating her down to the body. "I knew she couldn't take my punch," Adrianne shrugs in postfight - bright and cheery again after a few rough set backs in recent weeks. "I DIDN'T know I'd be banging her out to the body, so that's really sweet. If you're going to give me that, I'll take it: I love leaning in and letting my hands go - and Angie just couldn't answer back at me. Feels great - made her quit, and she's a former champ - so I feel pretty stoked about that!