BEFORE: So-called "hottest blonde in hollywood" Kelly Carlson coming in with loads of momentum: new Melrose Place gig; win streak coming in, including stoppages of both Doig and Electra...Kelly's checking off boxes on her to-do list these days. "This is the rubber match with Lexa, and I mean to finish her," a serious-but-cute Kelly says in prefight. "I'm firing on all cylinders now - way too much Kelly going on for Lexa to compete. I just want to put her down, then look forward, because 2009 is definitely my year. I honestly think I could take titles at flyweight and bantamweight both, if I play my cards right." Doig sensing opportunity: lovely exotic hasn't had a lot of spotlight in her career - best-of-3 series against a smokin' blonde definitely one of her best opportunities to shine. "I'll beat her," Doig nods with authority. "Kelly's a bit-part artist - she's a sparring partner with delusions of grandeur. That column of hers in BLONDE! is SO irritating, I know every fighter in boxing is rooting for me. She loves to rank who's hot and who's not: after this fight, she's going to have to take a serious look at herself in the mirror, 'cause I'm dumping her in the 'not' pile!"

Kelly in white bikini top, navy bottoms with stretchy white sash waistband; small white gloves; curly blonde tousle. Lexa in ponytail with wispy strands framing face; black lace push up; leopard print bottoms; small black gloves. Girls hands on hips during ring instructions: Kelly shows Lexa the palm and turns away when ref wants girls to touch 'em up.

R1: Girls close, get busy - fighters exchanging compact hooks to tight tummies PIK! PAK! Right hands tight to cheeks, they shift weight to right (back) leg to pull hooks across offending breasts, then lean back in on front (left) foot to hook the body again. Good, peppy work mostly Lexa in first minute...everything changes when Kelly chips in a short right/left uppercut clip-clap to face. DOIG STUNNED! Lexa staring, stumbling: Kelly jabs her quick, then leans in close to dig a firm left hook to sternum and LEXA'S DOWN! Doig panting, cringing on all fours: she's tender gettiing up, wincing in hurt. Ropes: Kelly on top, flashes that Electra-busting handspeed, tic-tac-toeing her way up and down Lexa's gleaming chassis. Clipping little right uppercuts off the right leg the highlight for Kelly: she tattoos her foe's flanks, then picks her up righty, keeping Doig spellbound to bell.

R2: Lexa digging hooks to Kelly's body early: Carlson hopping away, circling clockwise, edging back in with a darting jab to take back the initiative. Carlson's punches rapid, sudden, crisp: straight rights; chippy jabs; hooks to body/head in tandem - she's a nifty combination puncher. Doig over to defence from the halfway point on - dukes at temples: Kelly's dipping left shoulder to hoist left uppies to body, then straightening to bang away straight right/lefts up top. Busy little blonde gnawing her brunette, turning Lexa, vexing her. Bell: Doig flustered, scowling as Kelly freshens her up through 2.

R3: Choppy little Kelly right hand buzzes Lexa's chin at the open: Doig stepping in fence post holes, struggling to rally. Goes the other way at the minute mark with Kelly roasting Lexa midring: brunette times blonde flurry, fits a hook in between and soon has CARLSON stumbling! Glassy eyes, parted lips all-'round: Lexa stalks hurting blonde as Kelly shies away. Final minute - Lexa hooks Kelly to ropes: Doig leans in close, using her hands to pull Kelly's wrists down. Lex shrugging in tidy leather - taking Kelly in her tummy, then scrubbing her breasts: Doig pursing her lips as she's in there forehead to forehead, really getting after Kelly to bell.

R4: Chippy right hand so sneaky from Kelly: she catches Lexa to chin - startles her - then hooks her mouth for good measure. Lexa rallies, hooking Kelly's midsection, then breasts: brunette stabilizes her front as Carlson's trying to steamroll. Bitter two-way fighting throughout second minute - both girls very compact, keeping elbows in, getting off snappy: this is tasty, professional stuff at close range. Down the stretch, Kelly working from a slight crouch dips, digs the left hook to Lexa's waist, then straightens to clip chin via left uppercuts. Both girls dip forward with short right hands: Kelly's finds the mark, unhinging Lexa's back (right) knee which bends down, then locks up straight. Doig distressed, stork-stepping around: Kelly at her frisky - swatting hooks and crosses to chase brunette ropes. KELLY WANTS RACK! Sudden burst to Doig's jugs has her flabbergasted: Lexa sitting wide-eyed in ropes, defences undone. FACE-PASTING, KELLY CARLSON! Kelly bares her fangs, sets her feet: jackhammering criss-cross straight rights and lefts pound Lexa dizzy, punching her into staring stupor AND THE REF JUMPS IN! TKO4 in blistering fashion, Kelly Carlson!

After: Lexa swooning, steadying herself with right hand on ropes: when she comes-to properly, she'll be devastated. Kelly bawling tears of joy, hugging her corner - she takes care of a bitter career rival tonight, separating herself from Lexa at long last. WALK OF SHAME! Kelly refusing to spare the lash: Doig all shiny "how-can-you" eyes as Kelly marches in - blonde very rough as she pulls Lexa away from her friends by her slender right wrist. Carlson glowing: right arm round Lexa's waist; left hand waving pageant-queen style...Kelly definitely a blonde on the rise after gunning down sleek Lexa. "I want Minka Kelly," Carlson declares in postfight, hands on hips in demanding fashion. "I want Leighton Meester. I want Sarah Carter - or more specifically - I want her belts. I want Eliza Dushku. I might have to slap Stephanie Jacobsen down on set of Melrose, and if Zoe Saldana keeps yapping about being a blonde-assassin, I might have to do something about her too. I've said it before, I'll say it again: I'm the best fighter from 115 on down, and I'm finally getting the chance to show it!"