Originally posted by Simguy on 5/16/2003, 7:17 am.

Before: Brawls between Charisma and the Daniel twins the stuff of legend at the WB—Carpenter emerging as queen bee of that studio as a result of putting blondes in their places. Has the worm turned? “Definitely,” says a hard-eyed Brittany. “Charisma was older than me and stronger, in her prime when we fought at the WB—now she’s just older. She’s dropped a lot of weight, but I’ve been fighting the toughest schedule in boxing while she’s been squirting out kids—I’ll eat my bikini if I don’t treat her shabby.” Good coming out fight for Charisma—good re-test for Brittany to see if she’s still the boss at jr. light.

Brit in leopard print bra style bikini—Charisma in black bikini, sports bra style top.

During R1: Crowd shouting “OH!” every time CC hooks Brittany’s jugs in the first minute—blonde bunched up and shaken, brunette stepping forward, digging it in. Second minute, Brittany’s done giving ground: she sets, rips back—hup.hup.hup to the jugs, shoulders twisting back and forth, face harsh with spite. Charisma baring her teeth, head I close to Brit’s and CARPENTER GOES JUG! Crowd roaring as girls nudge and bump for room, then savage one another’s breasts with crisp, short, smudging punches in tight, Charisma, Brittany, Charisma, Brittany—girls taking turns—leaning in with each other, eyes moistening, lips pulled back in hard-working snarls. Bell sounds—it’s Charisma’s butt in the ropes and BRIITANY”S STILL WORKING! Daniel helping herself to exgtra jug late as the ref jumps in—Carpenter outraged. Hard feelings much?

R2: Furious two way first, but Charisma must have gotten the worst of it, ‘cause Brit’s all over her this round. Daniel determined to beat Carpenter on the inside, stacking her up with shoulder bumps, extending her elbow to nudge the brunette, then ripping away at the vitals downstairs or jerking up tuff to tit, Carpenter pouty-mouthed, hunched forward—she’s backing up, eventually slumping against the ropes and just taking like a government mule as Daniel works her over. Sweat flying from Daniel’s brow, face red with effort—she’s hollowing Carpenter out bell to bell and beyond as once again, blonde wants just a little more.

R3: No jabs, no cutes—girls just shoulder up, cheek to cheek and CHARISMA HURTS BRITTANY! CC just skipping a short little left hook off the sternum, catches Daniel just right—blonde whimpering in pain, looking to tie up, Brunette shrugging off the clinch, getting back on the belly—she’s bullying Brit backwards while hunting for the kill switch downstairs. Daniel crippled, sobbing aloud—Charisma migrating out of the flanks on occasion to work inside and out Daniel’s protective elbows. Up against the ropes—CC so methodical, getting hard leverage, no wasted blows and she’s touched Brittany all over. DANIEL’S DOWN! Brittany sinking to one knee, tears squeezing from the corners of clamped-shut eyes—hugging her ribcage as Charisma grins down. Daniel sucks it up for an acy 8, then sinks to the strands as CC gets on< Brawn brunette beat down—Charisma rubbing hard with her head, using her shoulders and elbows to prop touching Brittany ruthlessly in the ribs to the bell.

R4: Brittany’s convinced—she wants no part of CC inside, but blonde’s legs aren’t back yet. Carpenter stalking, chasing Daniel down to the corners, shouldering up on her, then stuffing compact leather in, packing punches away to Daniel’s squirming tummy and pain wracked ribs. Carpenter mixing in a clipping little uppercut to good effect, catching Daniel as she droops forward.

R5: Daniel keeping her distance better, but she’s running—Carpenter the clear aggressor, making the fight, coming forward strong. Not a lot of clean connects, but most belong to CC when she can corner Daniel and slug her to the waistline. Daniel showing some savvy, tieing up and waiting for breaks—she’s blushing at the taunting from CC however.

R6: Brittany up on toes, showing a classy jab—blonde sowing she can box her way out of jams. Carpenter a little heavy-legged this round, following rather than cutting off her girl—Daniel takes advantage. Brit spitting jabs, moving to a spot, potshotting Carpenter on the way in, then sidestepping her and midway through—CC takes a beaut in the chops. Daniel smiling as she sees Carpenter go wobbly butt—NOW blonde takes it inside, returning to the battered bosom to pile on. Carpenter wilting to the ropes, tears flowing—she’s hurt and she can’t stop Brit from ransacking those glorious melons to the bell.

R7: Brittany winning this fight with her legs—never could say that at the WB. Daniel moving very well, shafting Carpenter with jabs, walking her into whistling right hand potshots, then pivoting away. Damage piling up on Charisma—she’s mouth breathing, face lumping up nicely.

R8: Good two way action early as Brittany decides to lay in a little, see what Carpenter’s got left. Moe of those great, sweaty stretches with the girls laying in cheek-on-shoulder, taking turns ripping the guts out of one another. Final minute—Carpenter emits a gurgling cry of pain as Daniel taps her sternum—blonde brightens, walks the wilting brunette down and bodies her to ropes. DANIEL GOES JUG! Brittany standing up in the stirrups, rising lefts and rights pancaking sack—mouthpiece dribbles of a stunned Carpenter’s teeth as she sits in the strands at the bell.

R9: Carpenter’s legs revive—she cuts off the ring for the first tome, jabs with Brittany for the first time and forces several bruising exchanges along the ropes. Carpenter very heavy handed to the body, weakening Brittany, getting her guard loose, then picking up her chin with nasty little up-cuts on the inside. CC shoving and slugging—HER turn to work late as she ignores the bell to bludgeon Brittany’s ribs. Shocked outrage from Daniel as she shrieks at the ref: “She’s HITTING me LATE!”

R10: Daniel’s down off her bike—Carpenter nodding, waving her in—they’re going to finish up the way they started. Crowd on its feet as the girls lay in, drift in close contact to a corner and work midst the roar. Heads in tight and sweaty, dig-dig-digging to one another’s ribs and midriffs. Girls reverse positions at the ropes several times as slugging gets mindless, but down the stretch, Brittany’s not permitting it. Every time CC tries to get around her, Brittany puts an army brawny around the waist and throws the “stronger” brunette back into the ropes. And Brittany’s going after Charisma’s hulking jugs—shoulders rotating, fists biting in and snapping off—CC clinching woozy at the bell. Harsh words, shoving afterwards—decision delayed but when it comes back…UD10 Brittany Daniel by a single point.

After: Carpenter staring, glum—Daniel’s hand raised over her hurts a little extra. Brittany climbing the corner ropes and bellowing at the cheering crowd—she earned it tonight. Daniel showing versatility—stymied on the inside early, she took it outside, broke Charisma down, then came back in with a weary brunette unable to hold her off any longer.

“I was rusty,” says Charisma in bitter postfight. “Brittany’s still a punk.”

Oh,.non believer, eh?

Reposted by Archer 4/22/09.