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14 Dec 2005 (Title) Ch Jamie Pressly vs Jennifer Connelly

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KRUZHERS VS TECH UNLIMITED STABLE WAR #3

(UNIFIED BANTAMWEIGHT TITLE)

 

Posted by simguy on 12/14/2005, 7:03 pm

 

Before: Stable war 1-1 leading into the first title confrontation.

 

Boxing purists rejoice as two of the very best in all boxing hook up for belts. Different ring approaches, but both honed to a razor's edge of efficiency.

 

"Pressly is basically a fighter/dancer," Jennifer analyzes in prefight, "that's always been the way to approach her. Her strength is mobility and quickness: I'll take that away from her via the ribcage. Once I've taken her little chicken legs out of the fight, I'll get big, really muscle her. I plan to punish Jaime and take her titles: I'd be lying if I said anything else."

 

Pressly not as analytical as her brunette foe, but just as succinct: "Connelly's going to be a prize jewel in my crown," Jaime smiles. "You strip away that thin veneer of brunette sophistication and Connelly's just another hussy. Exposing Jennifer for what she is, is what I'm all about in this fight." Jennifer in white string bikini, smallish white gloves - Jaime in silver bikini, smallish white gloves.

 

During R1: Fast start, Jen: she takes midring with a stiff jab, right hand held high, hooking off the stick as she steps forward. Pressly forced to perimeter, hopping right or left, changing directions to shake pursuit, occasionally offering chopping right hand potshot counters off the apron. Stingy stuff - both girls very sound defensively - Jennifer making the fight, dictating terms as she has Pressly on a bicycle in the first.

 

R2: Similar action - Connelly occupying midring behind a banging jab and spicy hooks, walking Pressly down and attempting to cut off the ring. Jaime still one-punch-at-a-time, trying to clip Jen counter-rights or saucy left hooks off the hip, then darting away. Connelly systematically closing the gap, ringing Pressly up to her rightside ribs with batting hooks - Connelly getting touches, dominating territorially in a tactical second.

 

R3: Pressly busier, jabbing with Connelly, using less leg and little more upperbody defensively. Pressly keeping right under her chin, left across her bod, pointing the left shoulder at Jen and bobbing at the waist - blonde slipping brunette stick, clawing back brisk left/left/rights in combination. Pressly darting in and out, changing up distance on Connelly, showing blonde handspeed - Jennifer covering up rigid, blocking shots at her temples as Jaime gets on the board.

 

R4: Pressly again: whoever wins the first minute seems to be taking the rounds. Connelly not connecting with the jab and it's disruptive to her overall gameplan: she's got weight on her back foot, uncertain of how to proceed. Champ attacking in and out, stepping to the side, unleashing tic-tac-toe combinations up and down Jen's pale torso, then getting out of Dodge. Connelly's blocking defense sound - she's not getting hurt, but she IS getting outworked - nimble blonde tarting up her challenger in a brisk fourth.

 

R5: Connelly regains initiative, doubling up her jab to stymie Jaime's darting attacks, starting to drop right hands in more effectively. Pressly bobbing at the waist, turning her shoulders side to side as she retreats - very hard to connect flush with Pressly's chin. Connelly hopping forward and hooking ribcage instead - good thick PAK! as she scores to Jaime's flank and lats. Pressly reaching in, testing the waters inside - she'll dig double right hands up into Jen's firm midriff while riding the left around Jen's shoulders: Connelly banging back two-handed to Jaime's ribs and discouraging the practice. Connelly back to her corner confident - she's retaken the lead as points ping-pong back and forth on the cards.

 

R6: More sassy, sharp, two way punching, more classy leg, supple defense - both beauties proving that celebrities aren't just pretty faces in the ring tonight. Almost too classy - girls aren't hurting each other in rapid fire exchanges - Jen blocking most of Jaime's heat; Pressly slipping and rolling Jenny's thunder. Jab about equal now, both girls constantly dabbing it to opposition mouths to reset the hooks and right hands. Furious hup-hup punching underneath when girls choose to lean in and commit: crowd roaring during frenzied exchanges - small gloves, taut bodies. Pressly separates herself marginally by unveiling the lead right hand - grazing Jennifer's cheek on occasion, forcing challenger to step out and regroup.

 

R7: Connelly rebuffed on an early foray inside by a withering flurry to breadbasket. Connelly rebuked again as she is outjabbed to mouth, and takes a skidding right hand off the top of her head, sending her baby-stepping to her right. Pressly over to offense, spotting her jab to Jennifer's flat tummy, dotting it to chest, tapping it off face. Pressly hooking off her stick, chopping in short right hands in concert - she's got Connelly backing away from sizzling combinations, then stepping around her brunette to turn either Connelly flank. Pressly grinning - still not a lot of decisive contact either way, but Jaime feeling like she got work done in the 7th.

 

R8: Nervy chessmatch continues - girls bobbing and feinting in front of one another, thrusting jabs while stepping forward, dancing back out of range to fade the other's aggression. Midway through, Pressly stepping right, times the Connelly jab, shoots a nasty pull-counter right hand over top and FINALLY lands flush on chin. Jennifer put wobbly butt, covering up at her temples with a grimace: Pressly twists, claws a vicious double-left hook PIK! PAK! across Connelly's teeth, staggering her into the ropes. Jennifer hurt, trying to hold her guard together - Pressly hops in close, crouches, lets her hands go in a withering barrage of licking lefts and rights on the waist. Pressly easing back out onto her right foot with the hook on Jen's chin: pattern repeats as Jaime ducks down and in to work the midsection, eases out to pick up chin. Connelly dug in, teeth gritted - she's getting strafed, tattooed, but she's proving rugged. Dying moments - tidy left/right onna chin startles Jen - she sags to her right, leaning into the ropes and JAIME'S ALL IN! TORRID straight lefts and rights off the shoulders drill into Jennifer's left ear/cheek with sickening chop-chop-chop rhythm - Jen's head jerking on contact as crowd squeals in excitement. BELL! Jaime pushed back huffing and puffing - she tears it up late but can't get stubborn brunette to go in the 8th.

 

R9: Connelly on the defensive now, cut in the mouth, face busting up - Jaime stalking, attacking with seeking jabs and opportunistic lead right hands as Connelly slides away. Pressly reaching as she stoops, jabs stiff to belly: Connelly wincing, shying away, just looking to recuperate. Pressly hooks get to Jen in the middle minute: series of whippy, clawing connects across the face momentarily draping brunette stunned in the ropes, but again - Connelly able to cover up, hunker down and take a licking as Pressly wails away. Jaime lathering across Jen's back to earn some warnings, sprucing up Jen's jugs, flurrying to gut - she shuts Jen out and shines her up nicely, but once again can't put the finishing touch to former champ.

 

R10: Connelly rallies, stern jab taking Jaime in the chest, buffetting her backward. Jen leaning into right hands, shaving Jaime's chin - Pressly backpedalling, has to fight off the ropes for the first time tonight as Connelly mounts a stubborn late charge. Connelly with her forehead scraping at Pressly's face and shoulders - big, batting punches shivering off Jaime's flanks - good big-girl beating putting a grimace on Jaime's face as she keeps elbows in, tries to slug back out of the pocket. Crowd-pleasing stuff: Pressly can't motor around, forced to trade with Jennifer - Connelly banging out the points as she pins Jaime down and outworks her in the tenth. Comes back UD10 for the winner and STILL bantam champ - Jaime Pressly.

 

After: Connelly crestfallen, but stoic, showing no emotion - Jaime's decisive 8th carrying what otherwise was a taut, tactical back and forth contest. Pressly gathering up her belts and proceeding to front up on Jennifer, taunting the former champ with what she's lost: Connelly's cheeks redden as officials get involved - Pressly frosty-eyed as she displays her belts. Rousing reaction from the Krusher bench as girls rise, slide into the ring and strut around fists held high, heads nodding cockily, jeering taunts at the Tech bench as girls cluster at that side of the ring. Pressly lifting a shining gold belt above her head and shouting "HOW YOU LIKE THEM APPLES?" down at flustered TU vixens as Krusher gals chortle, arms around shoulders. Tech girls a little ashen-faced: first attempt at dismantling the Krusher empire repulsed - hated rivals take a 2-1 lead and inflict another boozy chorus-line high kicking celebration on their demoralized opponents

 

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