Before: Jenny on a nice little run, punching out Miami's best - she's doing it with tight defense - crisp, compact punching and plenty of chin. "I'm too strong at this weight," Jenny explains in prefight. "That's the secret. It's not like I didn't get tagged by Mendes and Scherzinger - I just shrugged off their heat is all. As for Snooty Kate - if she couldn't punch past Carmella, how does she think she's gonna get MY charm on that bracelet of hers? Not gonna happen." Beckinsale still on her bunny hunt - becoming almost Ahab-like in her obsession: Jenny Mac just might be the White Whale of playmates, all things considered. "She's a big-name tramp," Kate admits, "that's for sure. She's done well against reckless big swingers, but I'm tighter and smarter than the girls she's been in with. We fight a similar style, but I'm Kate Beckinsale - she's only Jenny McCarthy. Bunnies don't beat foxes!" Kate in white bikini, small white gloves. Jenny in teal bikini with halter style top, gold ring connection between jugs, low rise, boy-cut bottoms; white gloves; hair in a messy beach-twist bun with bangs framing face.

During R1: Similar tight, dukes up stances - mitts at temples as girls hop-to. Both stoop, pack right hands to midriffs; straighten-and-twist into choppy hooks - JMAC SCOOTS TO HER TUSH! Jenny up immediately, crimson cheeked, pushing against ref to continue, but he pushes her back to give her 8. Resume - tight, tasty action - girls nipping short hooks while keeping rights at temples - each dipping underneath the other's whistling delivery. Midway through, Kate drops in a single, stubby right hand mitt-splitter - popping Jenny on her chin and BOUNCING HER ON HER BUTTOCKS AGAIN! Another flash knockdown, pretty-as-you-please - McCarthy up SEETHING, disgusted at herself, but getting picked apart by Kate's pinpoint poke in the first.

R2: Kate cleans up Jenny - same tight, defensively sound stances and good head movement from both women. Beckinsale deploying her hooks head and body - digging into Jenny's ribcage and drum-tight tum; working on the ear/jaw around the McCarthy defence. Kate able to articulate the hook into a sturdy left uppercut - also spitting jabs off it as she steps out to circle. McCarthy gritting her teeth, defending well, but falling off the pace as Beckinsale controls her blonde midring.

R3: Spicy punching, Mac to Becks: Jenny digging hooks to her foe's right flank as Kate crouches in behind her guard. Thick, tucking blows have Beckinsale cramped up early: Jenny able to loosen Becks with straight right hand chasers up the middle, finally punching Kate's face clean. Beckinsale legging away, frowning: Jenny ponytail tossing as she hops/walks her girl down, tidying up the Beckinsale midsection. All Jenny bell to bell - nice sticky touches up and down on Kate.

R4: Jenny spitting jabs, hooking off the jab, showing great discipline with her right hand taped to her temple throughout the delivery. Beckinsale gritting her teeth to hook-with, but getting caught and ROCKED: brunette sent stumbling back on her heels when things don't go her way. McCarthy lands her first hooks-to-jug: tight, biting blow exactly the same as those which unnerved Mendes and Scherzinger.

R5: Fierce two way fighting continues - Beckinsale starting to take Jenny's punching a little better. Both women continue to chop and poke tidy, crisp punches - working off the jab; throwing in combination. Result is brisk, classy work - small mitts glancing off shoulders, skulls and prepared defences: both women relying on body work for their firmest, most sincere punching. Kate still being moved off her stance by Jenny: McCarthy's stronger through 5, usually coming forward as Kate regroups.

R6: Crisp Kate punching tattoos Jenny this round, penetrating guard up top; digging into ribs and tummy downstairs. Katie spitting jabs, scowling as she touches Jenny up; Katie dropping short right hands up top, then bouncing that left hook of Jenny's humming abs. McCarthy brave - absorbing firm rebuke here - but hopping forward behind her mitts: Jenny always looking to close and outbang her girl. Kate wily behind her jab - constantly spitting it to keep Jenny occupied - Becks stepping around her girl, making Jenny move her feet and make adjustments. Crowd oohing and aahing as Kate's able to place right hands with authority to Jenny's chin: blonde gobbles 'em up standing, but she's put on her heels at points, clearly rattled.

R7: More domination from Kate - really outworking, outmaneuvering, outfighting her blonde. Jenny baring her teeth as she inches forward behind raised mitts, but not getting off: busy brunette stepping to her right behind chippy poke, then beating Jen to punches. Crisp three punch combinations frequently end with Jenny taking a hard right hand on her chin or tuff left hook in her tummy: Beckinsale really working smoothly here. Becks also clawing come-along hooks against Jenny's breasts while stepping right: McCarthy's world class rack finally coming under harsh criticism from disapproving Brit. Feirce exchange late seeing Beckinsale clip Jenny a tight inside hook, nearly sitting woozy blonde down at bell.

R8: More of that crowd-pleasing, tight-punching two-way - both girls very well conditioned to be maintaining professional form late in the fight. Wonderful head movement as girls roll punches with dukes at temples - nobody's really getting through flush up top. Choppy right hands slash down on breasts, followed by raunchy, digging hooks to breadbasket and rib: both girls popping hips-right, turning into the shots and tucking 'em home with authority. Bell: torsos bright pink with abuse through 8 rounds - both girls getting tanned to the body tonight.

R9: Jenny pressing the action - really jamming stiff jabs in between Kate's mitts to drive her backward. Jenny placing firm, roundhouse rights against Kathy's left flank, then dipping-n'-digging that left uppercut or hook to body: Beckinsale absorbs several compact, rising blows to her sternum that have her grunting in pain. Becks keeps her dukes up, scoots along the ropes to her right: Jenny stepping-with, tracking Katie stubby-jabs and piling on with combinations all around the ring.

R10: Is Jenny in better than shape than Kate? Beckinsale mouth breathing at last, eyes looking a little forlorn: brunette hopping to her right, clearly not enjoying the constant attrition against Jenny. McCarthy eager for more contact - walking Kate down, pounding at her guard jabs, then bouncing either hand off taut British midsection. Katie grimacing, shying away, showing plenty of leg: she's just avoiding hot contact, drawing boos late as she runs the clock. Jenny in charge of Kate bell to bell puts a big smile on Playmate face. Smile morphs into stunned shock when the UD10 is announced in favour of Ms. Beckinsale.

After: Jenny not taking it well - pushing Kate after the decision and drawing in the officials. No question Jenny finished stronger, but it's 5 rounds a piece and two trips to the canvas in the opening heat cost Jenny the W. Kate puffy-faced, but pleased - holding up her charm bracelet and jangling it after the "JMAC" bunny is clipped in.