Posted by simguy on 4/16/2010, 9:00 am

BEFORE: Sultry stare-downs and angry shoving sessions: Song getting all up in Jamie's kool-aid with flat-eyed Asian glares...Spears refusing to be punked. "She can hiss and make siamese-cat eyes at me all she wants," Jamie Lynn shrugs, "I've been scrapping with Britney all my life - what does Brenda think she's gonna do that I can't handle? Sure she's all slippery and badass, but I'm Spears-clan tuff: I'll just punch her to pieces and sweep her outta there!" Song champing at the bit: Foxfire behind a media whisper-campaign concerning Brenda's sub-par record of late...Bren seeing Jamie Lynn as the answer to all that. "We're all just lining up to get our piece of Jamie Lynn," Brenda grins at podium. "She's so fresh right now - every one wants to sample her before she's all used up...which won't be long now, after I'm through with her! Nothing she can do in that rinky-dink gym of hers can prepare her for Brenda Song Boxing. Nothing!" Bren in white cashmere crochet bikini; long curly/tangly black locks tied back off her face in top-knot; small white workout mitts. Jamie Lynn in taupy-green bikini top with white bottoms; small white work out gloves; scruffy blonde ponytail with messy bangs.

During R1: Brenda Song show: Jamie Lynn encircled, pounced upon from all angles. Bren at her girl with cavorting style: hands dangling at sides; shoulder-shimmy feints and exaggerated "here it comes" facial expressions; leaping uppercuts from the thighs; flow-past pivots, sidestepping Spears as she covers up AFTER being stung. Glorious stuff...Brenda humming along, mounting a series of rapid strafing attacks: she's there-and-gone on Jamie Lynn in a blur of jiggling white bikini bottoms. Spears punched tuff in her brown little tummy; clipped majestically to chin...sturdy little body does its job - keeping Jamie on her feet as Brenda lights it up.

R2: Song initiating from well outside - coming in off feints, smiting Spears single-shot circus punches from the knees or thighs, then gliding past her. Jamie in conventional stance - dukes up/elbows in: she's blocking some of this - getting used to brunette velocity and uncanny rhythm. By the final minute, Jamie starting to pre-empt Brenda's pounce with the jab, then engaging Song toe-to-toe as Bren's brought up short. Fierce, spanking exchanges: Brenda clouting Jamie Lynn's jawlines with limber, sidearm strokes from either hand; Jaime turning over palm-down hooks with a high-elbow, then leaning into short, pounding straight rights up the middle. Bell: girls still swappin' - Jamie Lynn grinning as she holds her own with furious Asian beauty.

R3: Song into Jamie's brown tummy via plugging right hand; coming up top to hook the jaw. Left uppercut immediately back from Jamie, then her own right hand short to chin. Jamie compact - keeping elbows in, using her legs/back to get her weight on crisp combos...Brenda's feeling it. Song circling to her right - pouncing in the right hand from her hip: Jamie smote to chin, but rolling-with - she comes back the right to Brenda's little brown gut, then tugs a swiping left across insolent Song jugs. Bitter-banging flyweight hup-hup erupts: Song baring teeth, going forehead to forehead to overwhelm Jamie inside. Spears panting, answering ferverishly to breadbasket: little blonde CHUGGING away as Song falls off the pace. Demoralized Brenda wobbles away all teary-eyed: Jamie Lynn pursues - hopping in the short hook, catching Bren to teeth. Brenda punched off balance - turning to her right to wander away in confusion: she sets up peek-a-boo, her back to ropes. ON COMES JAMIE! Spears encroaching - flashing a right into Brenda's guard to freeze her, then going liver with a pair of spanking hooks! Brenda's lips curl off teeth "UNHHH!" as she stoops forward butt-in-ropes. Jamie looming over doubled-up brunette: HIPS AND KIDNEYS TAKE A DRUMMIN'! Jamie lathering back and forth across Brenda's lower back - little blonde swishing away, numbing Brenda's curvy legs. Song sobbing out, straightening, leaning back in ropes: she's body-shocked, trying to ride this thing out. Britney back to the liver via swinging left hand; over the top tic-tock via swinging right, crashing home to chin. Head-swivel Song...her hands drop to her lap, head lolling, her torso relaxing/slumping into ropes. Jamie pasting away rapidemente: feisty-scrubbing lefts and rights going at breasts and face in a swishy shoe-shine as poor Brenda stares into punishment and THE REF STEPS IN! Good Lord - TKO3 Jamie Lynn Spears in an upset!

AFter: Spears grinning, pouring in a little extra insurance to listless jug until ref pulls her off: she's back to her corner for a jumping/hugging celebration. Song weepy, groggy, embarrassed: Proud Disney shell-shocker getting a dose of her own medicine these days. "I shocked the world!" Jamie crows in postfight. "Everybody thought Brenda would clean me right up, but I wouldn't have it! Soon as she started slowing down, I caught her in the body, then mowed her down from there. I'm real; I'm legit, and comin' on strong! TAKE THAT, BRENDA SONG!" In days to come, Song alleges that Britney bribed/coerced her into throwing the fight...doesn't appear to be anything to it - Brit angrily denying it and threatening legal action - but true or not, Jamie Lynn even more resentful of big sis as a result. Mission accomplished bitter Brenda Song - sewing discord when she can't win in the ring.