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13 May 2010 Liz Hurley vs Anna Torv

Page history last edited by Archer844 13 years, 10 months ago

(Sydney, Aus.)

Posted by simguy on 5/13/2010, 3:52 pm,

BEFORE: Side-show curiosity in the States becomes Mega-Fight in Australia: Torv/Hurley fever taking over Sydney. "It's the best solution," Anna says of the deep down-under location. "I want to get Hurley done, but I want to get paid to do it: makes sense to bring the fight to my home-town fans. I'm thrilled that she's coming out of retirement to face me: Liz Hurley's a name I never thought I'd get a chance to touch!" Hurley vowing revenge for Anna's recent incursion onto UK soil: no better way to achieve that than by hanging an L on Anna in AUS. "She's slow by my standards," the 'Magnificent MILF' Liz Hurley assesses in prefight, "robotic - lacks flare. I'm in proper shape as you can see - more than enough to cuff Anna about. It has been years since the lightweight division has seen my level of class: Torv has no chance to prepare for a Liz-Hurley threat!" Torv in butterscotch plaid, bra-style, retro-cut bikini; black gloves; hair in slick, long low ponytail. Hurley in baby blue lace push up; pale green bikini bottoms; white gloves; long brown curls loose n' tangly. Outdoor venue/mid-day bout - standard ring surrounded by Tennis style arena seating: thousands in attendance. Who's Who of Australian blonde-aristocracy ringside: Watts; Kidman; Tabrett Bethell (really, Legend of the Seeker is mandatory viewing); Emilie de Ravin; Yvonne Strahovsky; Elle McPherson; Blanchett; Mel George; Peta Wilson; Holly Valance...and that's just the A list.

During R1: Southpaw Liz hinges up midring - her right side inclined against Anna's left. Girls flat-footed...Anna's left hand up and out, playing patty-cake with Liz's extended right: Anna looking to catch Liz right hands up the middle - Liz looking to touch Anna lefty. Cagey, cat and mouse stuff - Torv having little luck landing to face, directing her right hands into Liz's mouthwatering rack instead. Liz routinely scoring against Torv's face: blonde girl's eyebrows arching high; eyes closed; mouth in open "OH!" when smote. Gentle clockwise rotation - girls taking turns trying to get to one another: pretty even chessmatch. Final moments, Torv finally lands flush-righty to Hurley's face and SUPER-MILF DOWN! Liz startled - back (left) leg sliding out from under her, dropping her awkwardly to all fours at bell. Anna with one quick glance back over her left shoulder en route to her corner, eyes hard.

R2: Liz spooked by blonde power last round: Hurley skirts the perimeter, showing leg. Anna stalking: eyes narrowed, lips tight, nostrils flaring. Torv disciplined, wary of Hurley's counter-punching rep: blonde girl prepping the way with the jab head/body, stepping in right hands. Not a lot of clean contact - Liz ducking/slipping/sidestepping - giving up the odd spanking contact to breasts or body, but never really caught clean above the chest. Torv the aggressor: Hurley's not going to get points fighting like this in Australia, against one of the country's foremost blonde darlings.

R3: Anna having no luck locating Liz' chin: Torv increasingly going to the body - closing behind her jab to do so. Hurley reaching to clinch as a result - tying Torv up any which way she can, hanging on for breaks. Liz catching Anna the odd sneaky, screened left hand as blonde's coming in: Torv erasing these touches with thumping, two-handed business to rival tummy and ribs. Torv's left hook scraping across Hurley's jugs anytime there's room: Liz grimacing, doesn't like it one bit.

R4: Torv punishing Hurley to the body - blonde lowering her head, moving her hands - laying waste to the waist. Liz frowning, pushing off as she backs away, mouth open. Anna walking Liz down - blonde cold-eyed, snarling as she hooks jug/deploys sidearm rights in above left hip...Hurley wilting in the face of determined Aussie aggression. Ropes: Liz setting up to be cute - elbows in, hands cupping her cheeks as she swivels on her hips. Torv steps-to, BATS the waist a ringing left/right/left - sumptuous strokes sounding out spanky, cramping Liz up. Left uppercut parts Liz' mitts, rocks her up against ropes; rifling right streaks to chin, catching and clipping it. Head-swivel Liz...she's drooping forward, suddenly loose: Anna back to the body with a series of hooks - arching her back, popping hips-right to sink home the hurt. Liz gurgling, reaching to clinch: Anna brushes her back the jagged left uppercut; leans in righty to POUND that chin aside. THERE GOES LIZ! Hurley's eyes click shut...knees give way...she bounces off ropes, bellying-in at Torv's feet as blonde nimbly hops out of the way. That's it - KO4 in shattering fashion, Anna Torv!

After: Torv swamped by Australian friends and foes alike: looks like a blonde convention in the ring with all the girls slapping Anna's back, giving her hugs. Liz a stunned beauty - elusive early, but Anna's withering body attack eventually stiffened Hurley, rendering her vulnerable to serious chin checks. "It's great to be able to humble a legend here in SYDNEY AUSTRALIA!" Anna shouts on the mic - earning cheap-pop applause in the process. "I felt I was too strong for her, too determined. She was quick for an old boot - very sneaky - but I wouldn't be discouraged. So much for the pride of Britain: Australia rules the waves now, as you can plainly see (gestures to the assembled fair-haired might in the ring, earning more insane applause)."