Posted by simguy on 5/15/2009, 5:51 pm,

Before: "Let me tell you how this is going to go," a confident Lacey says at podium. "I'll be fighting the entire fight in the Foxfire half of the ring. Hayden's butt will be in the ropes, and I'll be on top, fighting inside her own swimsuit with her - all night long. It's me on Hayden - I'm stronger in the clinch - she knows it: I will wear this tramp out." Panettiere amused, rising to the challenge in rebuttal. "Boy - maybe I shouldn't even show up, hey fellahs?" Hayden chuckles. "Love Lacey's confidence...especially when you consider she's only ever beaten one good fighter before. The sooner she realizes that people watch her fights because they like to see bikini meat get beat - the better off she'll be." Ouch - little bit of Sarah rubbing off on Hayden as Panny stripes Lacey in prefight. Lacey in hulking white push up and panties; small white gloves. Hayden in red/white battle bikini; small white gloves.

During R1: Lacey with a plan - very deliberate in approach. She paws her way in, shoots: right arm over Hayden's left shoulder; left arm under Hayden's right, locking her up over/under and driving her to ropes. Hayden grimacing in concentration, feeling Lacey's tummy-power upon her: grunt of effort sees Hayden turn Lacey into ropes. Chabert stamping, wriggling: SHE reverses, muscling Hayden back down. Curvy legs stamping; firm tummies quivering; backsides ringing as strong little battlers strain for position. Chabert gradually securing Hayden against ropes - cautiously deploying the first, single-shot right hands into Panettiere's taut gut. Hayden tight-lipped as she works to answer - ref allowing the holding and hitting as long as work's getting done. Patient stuff from Lacey - she's pretty much on top for the most part, getting her weight on Hayden, tucking into her righty and smothering most of the receipts. Bell: Lacey pushes up off Hayd all business-like - brisk-walking back to her corner; Hayden just has a couple of steps to take to her stool.

R2: Same again: Hayden comes out looking to slug; Lacey thinking clinch all the way ducks in low, wraps up, drives legs and slams Hayden ropeside. First minute largely bodies straining for position: brawny little arms and shoulders writhing, hugging...legs/tummies/backsides churning. Chabert gradually imposes will - begins tucking into Hayden's ribs/tummy/flank via right hands while securing her with left arm under Hayden's right. Panettiere able to reverse in spots and get work done - but Lacey always turning Hayden back into ropes, smothering her, mauling her, and outpunching her. Bell: Lacey pushes up off a damp, frustrated Hayden for the brisk march back to Jeri's corner; Panettiere sullen, just steps to her stool nearby.

R3: Lacey feints high, shoots in around Hayden's waist: stamping leg drive propels Hayden to ropes and it's Chabert on top again. Simple, methodical, effective stuff: Lacey unhurried - taking the time to get her weight on Hayden, securing her before plowing into her. Chabert's punches jam home - then she ties up, consolidating with weight after almost every punch. Hayden groaning - butt and back in ropes: she's slugging back righty off her heels, but at a deficit - no where near the leverage Lacey's getting. Chabert not just lying atop Hayden - brunette's busy in the clinch: muscular arms always wriggling in under Hayden's; bulging chest constantly pressing Panny upright or smudging her sideways; shoulders rubbing in under Panny's chin, bumping her about. Lacey on top bell to bell: strong start for Chabert sees her live up to every prefight promise through 3 thick heats.

R4: Hayden changes tack. Bouncing movement midring - Panettiere giving ground, then stiff-arm jabbing Lacey as Chabert's trying to shoot. Sudden pulse right hands from Hayden, then a quick bounce to the right: Lacey tapped off balance, forced to cover and regroup. Hadyen steps to spots, puts a stiff-arm jab into Lacey's body, then raises the left arm without bringing the hand back, just prodding Lacey stiff to chest or face. Good firm stuff from Hayden as she gets off rigid, establishes a little distance, starts to take charge midring. Bell: first smile from Panettiere en route to her corner - she's righted her ship.

R5: Hayden bouncing midring: Lacey turns puncher as well and it's HAMMER AND TONGS! Free-swinging melee - Hayden hopping in with short lefts and rights gets CLOBBERED lusty lefts and rights as Chabert triggers from the hips. Great clapping whacks upside Hayden's head - Chabert's arms straight, extended as she bats Panettiere's jawlines and HAYDEN GOES DOWN! Walloping right/left clobbers Hayden onto her left hip - she's an astonished beauty blinking and shaking her head. Lacey preening, tapping her chest: she's grinning big in neutral corner as wincing Hayden rises, dusts herself off. Hayden firms off the canvas - engaging Lacey midring: tense, set piece slugging sessions result as girls trade stiff, jolting one-twos from crouching, flat-footed stances. Panny holding her own here - extending on straight right hands to Lacey's head; clipping palm-down hooks to chin. Chabert absorbing, but landing those punches as well - both girls enjoying success, often preempting one another. Both vixens staggered at times - knees bending loose after ringing head-connects or chin-checks. Oddly methodical the way they're visibly trying to time each other; setting down so firmly on each shot. Bell: glares, heavy chests all 'round - ref moves in cautiously as girls aren't departing.

R6: Hayden determined off her stool - batting mitts, being all steely-eyed. Panny moving her head, stabbing out that stiff arm jab: sets up a chopping right to Lacey's cheek early, winning blonde initiative. Hayden hops in close with a hook, chipping Lacey to chin: Chabert taking her first backward steps as Hayden tidies up. Middle minute - Lacey firms: she's engaging in that tense, timing power-punch routine - both girls trying to bait each other into eating a pulverizing straight right or switch-quick hook. Final minute - Hayden doubles up the jab, finally getting to Lacey's chest in good position: Panny working mouth on shoulder, putting together punches. Short right uppercut picks up Lacey's chin; cuff-n'-swat hooks take Lacey to cheek, jug, paunch; bumping shoulders and a little forehead action helping to move Panny forward. Good scrubbing finish - Hayden methodically on her girl at ropes: Lacey grimacing, blocking shots, tying up - visibly disappointed to let Hayden have a moment here.

R7: Lacey securing Hayden over-under: Panettiere groaning in dismay as Chabert clinch-and-walks this fight to ropes. Straining tummy to tummy - girls tumbling along ropes as they reverse each other - but it's Lacey doing the punching when she can stack Hayden up. By the midway point - Lacey's permanently on top: Hayden mouth-breathing, face sleepy atop Lacey's shoulder as Chabert's bodying up. Digging pump to midsection - both dukes: Chabert finally letting her hands go to sustain punishment. Panettiere blinking, sitting in ropes - she's trying to punch back but fielding HARD, crisp, short, clubbing shots, head and body. Lacey no longer clinching - she's keeping Hayden pinned down with shoulder bumps and body-ups. Down the stretch, weary, punished Hayden stops punching...she's bending forward at the waist...right hand at left cheek, left across her gut as LACEY POUNDS AWAY! Chabert all a-jiggle - body, buns, legs and jugs ringing as she erupts with waling lefts and rights. Mitts caroming off Hayden's head, shoulders, flanks - she's just sitting there, soaking it up! Bell: Lacey's digging right hands to the ribs - banking a little insurance as ref moves in hot.

R8: Lacey eyes blazing off her stool - SO intense: she hurtles across the ring as poor Hayden cringes up off stool. Hayden's face pasty, drowsy, puffy - she slides to her right along ropes, quickly pounced upon and stacked up deep. Pulling back, Lacey starts digging - PUMPING bombardment slam-slamming against quivering blonde paunch, sitting Panny in ropes. Wriggling her arms under Hayden's - Lacey stacks Panny up, then gets back to work - scooping and shoveling at that hurtin' tummy. Hayden's eyelashes fluttering...she's not punching, just wilting forward, trying to tie Lacey up. Foxfire girls shrill at ringside, screaming for Hayden to hang on. Lacey bodying up, propping, pushing, slugging - helping herself to Hayden's sturdy little torso. Hayden succumbing, sitting in ropes, bending forward at the waist, her head about waist level on Lacey. Hayden twists a little to her right...right hand at left shoulder, left across her gut, eyes closed. Lacey upright, left hand at her hip - she's just twisting torso-right, turning short, muscular hooks onto the left side of Hayden's head. Poor Hayden asleep as blows land...she slumps forward, bellying in as Chabert crows in triumph! KO8 in blistering fashion - Lacey Chabert!

After: Hayden HAMMERED...beaten down and stopped: it's Lacey Chabert's finest hour. Slow mo replays capture Hayden's battered little face to the left of your screen as she's bent over, taking punches against her left eye/cheek, while in the foreground and offset to the right, Lacey's crisp white bottoms/tanned hip and thigh complete the picture. Concerned Foxfire women quickly descend on battered little flagship - well aware of Lacey's predilection for post-fight shenanigans. Hugging/jumping celebration in the Jeri's corner: even bitter foes Hewitt and Chabert put aside their rivalry to revel in Hayden's destruction. "I'm stronger!" Chabert bleats in postfight - just glowing with conquest. "Everyone said you can't take Hayden to ropes, you can't work her over, you can't break her down - but that's TOTALLY what I did. People laugh at JMD, but all that experience came in handy controlling her, wearing her down. Say it with me folks...Lacey Chabert: ELITE flyweight! Has a nice ring, don't it! WOO HOO!"