| 
  • If you are citizen of an European Union member nation, you may not use this service unless you are at least 16 years old.

  • You already know Dokkio is an AI-powered assistant to organize & manage your digital files & messages. Very soon, Dokkio will support Outlook as well as One Drive. Check it out today!

View
 

16 May 2003 Jennifer Connelly vs Teri Hatcher

Page history last edited by Archer844 13 years ago

Jennifer Connelly 03.jpgTeri Hatcher 02.jpg

 

 

 

Posted by simguy on 5/16/2003, 6:52 am.

 

Before: Hatcher stirrin' it up: "Jennifer's the most overated fighter in boxing - there, I said it. She got beat up and bullied at lightweight, so she thinks she can come back down, tail between her legs and put her life back together. Big mistake, Jen. I can't wait to add to this tramp's woes - I'm gonna hurt her, punish her. Jen Connelly's going to find out there's no place safe to run to." Connelly visibly angered by the blatant disrespect, but too classy to get into the gutter - she'll let her fists do the talking. Navy sports bra, red boy cut trunks, slick ponytail Connelly - red sports bra, yellow high waist aerobics trunks Hatcher.

 

During R1: Connelly - single minded assault on the ribcage, waistline and flanks of Hatcher. Jen walking Teri down, crunching into her, chin tucked, shoulders hunched up, snapping-sharp rights and lefts peppering the body of her foe. Connelly bringing it to Hatcher in all four corners, all over the ring - Teri open mouthed, looking harried - she can't get off as Jennifer works hard bell to bell.

 

R2: Hatcher's warmed up, gets on the board. Teri pumping the jab, using her legs, giving Connelly angles mid ring. Hatcher able to set down on firm right crosses, come back with jagged left uppercuts that thump hard between Jen's high guard. Stepping to the right, Teri stuffs the jab to Jen's jugs, then looks to pull the hook across Connelly's face. Jen shaking off the leather, bearing down - she wants Teri's ribcage and midriff - convinced that a body attack will wear the older brunette down.

 

R3: Connelly back on top. Hands up high, she's jabbing stubby out of her guard, stacking Hatcher up against the ropes, then bodying up to go to work. Jen mauling Teri - riding up with her forearms, shoving, propping, then digging merciless hooks. Connelly fiercely determined, right hand tight at her cheek as she cranks a relentless barrage to the right side and belly of her foe. Hatcher covering up, getting shook up, occasionally reaching under Jen's arms to tie up for breaks. Shutout Connelly - she turns on her heel at the bell, snapping her ponytail across Teri's tired face as Hatcher slumps bewildered in the ropes.

 

R4: Hatcher outjabbing Jen midring - old gal boxing sweet, holding her hands low but getting away with it. Connelly turning, unable to set her feet and pitch, but nice tight guard blocking the worst of Hatcher's leather. Teri using the ring, now spotting the jab to Connelly's available body to loosen up that rigid guard upstairs.

 

R5: Shutout Hatcher. Connelly falling into pattern of blocking, waiting, but not getting off. Jen not cutting the ring off, Hatcher prettying it up as she drops right hands off her jab, reefs hooks to Connelly's ribs while pivoting left. Connelly squaring up, only to cover up and let Hatcher get off - corner reads Jen the riot act as Teri inches into the lead on all cards.

 

R6: Connelly bars the door. Body work's been piling up all night on Teri's slender frame - some choice banging hooks in behind her elbow have the brunette flat footed, open mouthed. Midway through, Jen with a sneaky lead right hand bangs Teri's face back off her gloves - Hatcher stooped forward stunned locks up hurt as Jen hooks, hooks, HOOKS to body! Teri falling in to clinch, pouting with hurt - Jen's walking her brawny to ropes for the breaks.

 

R7: Connelly marching on Teri - slipping or parrying the jab and immediately countering with the hook to the sternum. Hatcher slumping into the ropes, head on Connelly's shoulder, just trying to crowd. Not working - Jen working rhythmically, tightening up her strokes - shaking Teri in the body thump-thump, then picking up her head with little uppercuts from either hand.

 

R8: Connelly on Teri, smearing her, working her over at the ropes. Connelly able to keep her shoulder in Teri's chest, shove and slug her at will. Teri's mouthpiece dribbles off her teeth as exhaustion sets in - Connelly just methodically beating the woman's arms, body, clouting right hands to chin or cuffing hooks across jug when available.

 

R9: Teri's legs are gone - she's purposefully setting up at the ropes, looking for counters. Shoulder to shoulder, Hatcher getting touches - she's getting a little right uppercut, turning it over into a swatting right as Jen rumbles away, but Connelly's not fazed. Jen just working her foe to death - beating that body, beating the arms, staying on top and outhustling Teri bell to bell. AT the break - Connelly slow to body-off, letting Hatcher feel the weight before ref gets involved.

 

R10: Dam bursts as Teri's legs give way, Connell's punching produces dramatic results. Hatcher can't take it in the body anymore - she's bending forward groaning, draping around Jen's hips as Connelly swings away at the back before ref breaks 'em up. Hatcher catching hooks on the chin, stepping wrong, staggering into the ropes - Jen in cold-blooded pursuit, setting up, squaring away, letting her hands go. Barrage of clubbing lefts and rights finally sends Hatcher to one knee midway through - Connelly nodding in satisfaction at the sight. Final minute - Connelly finishes strong. She hounds Teri to ropes with stubby little straight rights knocking Hatcher's face back, then twisting her hips into wrenching hooks to the waist, drawing boozy cries of pain from Teri. Connelly shoving the limp brunette off and digging back in - this is heartless stuff, Hatcher finally wilting to all fours yet again as Jen wheels and stomps to the neutral corner. Teri will beat the count and get battered to the bell - comes back UD10 Jen Connelly.

 

After: Bantam re-debut a lesson in brutality from Jen Connelly: battered Teri Hatcher sits shaking on her stool, hugging throbbing ribs after 10 rounds of ruinous pressure. Connelly smoldering, unsatisfied afterwards - there's a real edge to what she did tonight, obviously motivated by Hatcher's meanspirited comments beforehand. "Teri said some things she had to pay for," a business like Connelly says in post fight. "And if she was speaking for other bantams, they're going to have to ante up too. A fighter like Hatcher has no business not respecting me."

 

Comments (0)

You don't have permission to comment on this page.