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14 June 2002 Penelope Cruz vs Shakira

Page history last edited by Archer844 14 years, 7 months ago

Posted by Simguy on 6/14/2002, 7:20 am.

 

Before: Wonderful style contrast—both girls deriving a combat motif from dance backgrounds, classical precision and flamenco timing in Cruz’ case versus the sinewy belly dance for Shakira. Latinas living up to fiery reps in prefight—every slight, real or imagined, answered with flashing eyes, flushed cheeks, heaving bosoms. Cruz labeling herself “La Matadora” jibes, “but instead of sticking the bull, I will be skewering a little peeg!” That’s too much—Shakira clears the table as grown men are called upon to halt a brawl—Penelope’s eyes dancing as she hangs back, taunting the enraged blonde from a safe distance. Penelope in pale pink bikini from “Blow”—Shakira pretty in pastel blue with white ruffle bandeau bikini, low ponytail with blue blow.

 

During R1: Cruz looking to dictate with her staccato feet and sticking jabs, but Shakira’s getting a lot done early. Blonde staying low, spitting her own jab, moving her head—and when she gets in close, she’s moving her hands. Penelope throwing straight, skidding punches, but holding her hands chest high—Shakira routinely able to start in the waist, thump her way up the sides and land on the chin to rattle the slender brunette with heavy, two-handed bursts.

 

R2: Shakira building on a strong first, really takes it to a wide-eyed Cruz this round. Cruz standing upright, face in a pinched grimace—she seems paralyzed whenever Shakira gets off hard to the body. Penelope either cushioning her breasts or pushing against Shakira’s shoulders with both mitts—brunette not doing much to either evade or answer as blonde just digs in. Colombian shaking Spaniard repeatedly, then shoving her in the chest, getting Cruz baby-stepping backwards and walking the brunette down all over the ring for a clubbing shutout. Cruz swaying at the bell, looking discouraged, dazed.

 

R3: Pene shakes it off, gets back to basics. Straight legged, effortless tap dancing movement as she nimbles around, darting jabs and tracking Shakira’s head perfectly as the blonde ducks and rolls, Cruz with that skidding, poking stick, followed by straight right hands, polishes Shakira up nice this round stepping to the side to pick blonde apart from outside.

 

R4: BLOCKBUSTER punching from Shakira as she reveals a tantalizing glimpse of potential. First minute body work has Cruz crippled, trembling, standing upright with a constipated expression. Second minute sees Shakira mix it up head and body, restingt on the inside, hands light against Penelope’s chest, then suddenly explosive as the brunette totters from one foot to the other. Shakira shoving and walking her girl down and in the last minute: blonde pops up and down out of crouch with three pump and reload hooks upside the head that send Penelope reeling to s seat at the ropes. Cruz trying to push herself off her butt, all numb and tingly—Shakira licking her lips hungrily and taunting Penelope in Spanish.

 

R5: Penelope trying to do her thing, but she’s hurt, legs aren’t cooperating, and her lithe body wasn’t designed to take what Shakira’s dishing. Cruz battered relentlessly in the ribs and waist, stooped forward, hands on blonde shoulders, face pleading as the pint-sized pop star lays it in. When Cruz isn’t curling forward, she staggering backward, allowing Shakira to leave her feet and land more walloping lefts and rights across the face. Penelope battered to her backside once again near the bell—Shakira stampeding across her foe’s lap with hands out to either side in soccer celebration.

 

R6: Bruising shutout Shakira—Cruz stacked up against the ropes, pouting, pushing, but doing nothing to prevent the steady beat of Shakira’s fists against rigid ribs, pert breasts and delicate chin. Shakira luxuriating in her opponent, bodying Cruz to the ropes with a satisfied smile, feeling the weakness beneath her. Shakira doing a nice job of keeping her hands inside Penelope’s shoulders, owning the opponent’s chest, and working in unstoppable bursts—throwing in combination just like her corner wants it.

 

R7,8: Overanxious Shakira starts to load up—a damaged Penelope Cruz shows her championship lineage by taking advantage. Cruz stilting to her left or right, shooting those pesky straight lefts and rights, scrubbing up the face as Shakira walks right in. Credit Penelope’s will—she’s getting buckled almost every time the blonde lands, but the Spaniard won’t give up, Cruz steals a couple of rounds cheap as Shakira comes forward, but waits to get off.

 

R9: Shakira smartening up, responding to instruction—she’s just too strong and fresh for a badly battered Cruz at this point. Penelope slumped against the ropes, beautiful face lumpy from punches, twitching and cringing as Shakira unloads to the body. Cruz with nothing left, trying to clinch but getting bodied up against the ropes and sloughed off—Shakira well planted, keeping her shots right, getting her legs and back in behind thumping, constant punishment.

R10: Even diehard Cruz fans—tears streaming down their cheeks ringside, are screaming for Penelope to go down as Shakira pours it on. Shakira heaping it on with youthful exuberance, propping the limp brunette up, probably preventing her from sliding mercifully to the canvas. Beating drone on and on and on—down the stretch—Cruz battered senseless, arms extended plaintively takes concussive blasts off her face as a grinning Shakira pitches it in. Comes back UD10 Shakira.

 

After: Shakira posting a mild upset—most thought she could stop Penelope, but few felt the blonde would dominate so thoroughly, so consistently throughout. Cruz beaten into stupor and almost immediately gathered up for a stumbling walk of shame—Shakira beaming, left arm around her girl’s waist—Penelope out on her feet, lead lolling, right arm draped around Shakira’s lower shoulderline. When asked about the propriety of walking a girl after a first ever win, Shakira happily chirps: “My opponents must be made to suffer indignities,” Cruz’ head drooping, hair obscuring half her face as she is held in place—looks like she gets the point.

 

Reposted by Archer 8/9/09.

 

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