Posted by Simguy on 10/16/2004, 8:36 am.

Before: Hilarie stepping up her comp and participating in the tradition of TE fighters testing themselves against Shannen Doherty--big fight behind closed doors at Magnolia (TE training center). Doherty herself recognizing the moment, anxiously awaiting the opportunity to put her hands on Burton. "It's gonna be like old times--me busting up Dami and Mish--now I get to pound away on a next-generation TE dingbat! Hoinestly--I don't know where Syren gets these chumps. I see Burton going three, maybe four if the corner can get her to toughen up-but talk about lamb to the slaughter!" Doherty in heroic black bikini, heavy bring bra strap clasps--Hilarie in saucy leopard print tankini, camisol straps--somehow TE agrees to small gloves on top of everything else. Burton cleverly agitated, saucer-eyed during stare down--Doherty licking her lips and grinning in anticipation.

During R1: Burton butterflies at the open--Shannen gets the jump and lands right hands ear and body in driving blonde around the ring, Final minute, Hilarie masters herself, steos right, walks Shannen into a clouting wide right on the eye. Shan covers up dukes at temples--Burton hup-hup-hups lanky chugging lefts and right to the gut, bringing tangy pink welts on Shan's pale body. Doherty grunting, stepping back--Hilly steps with and lands a walking right hand through the guard. Doherty stumbling now, faltering backwards. Burton all juiced up, steppin' and slugging right hands drives Doherty length of the ring to hit far ropes in disarray. Crowd roaring in surprised glee--Shannen covering up, gritting her teeth as Burton scrubs away to steal the round at the bell.

R2: Shannen trying to settle her girlo downk jabbing, stalking, but Burton lively, springing around on wiry legs--she's hopping the perimeter, walking Shannen in and scouring away rangy scrubbing lefts and rights. Shan covering up, not getting off as hard fists pelt about her head and shoulders--Burton sawing away then loping to the side--good stop and go stuff from the kid. Doherty following, unhurt, but unable to get off as Hilarie keeps taking the initiative. Burton wide-eyed, energized--Syren getting the kid to breathe deep and relax on the stool as she's clearly revving high.

R3: Good round of boxing from Doherty, upping her tempo a bit to keep pace with Burton, outjabbing the kid this round and scaring her with right hands. Shan grabbier with the smal mitts this round--holding Hilly round the biceps, pushing and pulling her more. Hilarie keeping her dukes up--Shannen getting sme nice swinging licks back and forth across that fat-free midriff--Doherty trying to take some vigour out of those long blonde legs. Burton a little spellbound, covering up well but waiting her turn--Doherty gets consistent work done in shutting out the young blonde.

R4: Doherty walks into a chopping right on the eye, doesn't heed the warning and takes another--backside wobbling Shannen wanders in again and gets lit up HUGE as Burton lets her hands go. Scrubbing barrage to the face puts Doherty on her heels--taste of blood in the mouth a shock to the ex-champ and she's cut over the left eye. Burton stays in contact with the jab, pounding away on the wound, hoping to widen it--Doherty in full retreat now, almost cowering behind her guard. All Hilarie Burton, walking Doherty down, raking and strafing Shan with thoise long, slender limbs--hard fists pelting down on head and shoulders, galloping up into gut and it's all to much. Crowds screams to its feet as Doherty turns away from a sustained minute of one-sided punishment to take a trembling knee. Shan dabbing at her eye, collecting herself--Burton shouting, stomping to the neutra corner thrilled at the suddenly old Shannen D on bended knee. During the break Burton humming, taking on water and spitting it out, nodding her head with vigour at Syren's instructions. Shannen wincing on her stool as they pinch the cut, fill it with anti-coag, rub it with enswell--Doherty in discomfort.

R5; Hilarie's gone at Shannen with chugging glee--now she goes back to the scoot and shoot, walking Shannen in, dousing her with a scraping barrage if rigid lefts and rights, then turning the flank to open up the ring. Doherty sluggish, indecisive--she's coming forward, but shy about it--she's just not imposing herself. Hilarie's face: excited, eyes wide, alert. Shannen's face: sullen, hunted eyes and she's not handling the cut well, clearly preoccupied by it.

R6: Hilly back to slugging, taking advantage of Shannen's high guard to gallop amidships with both arms beating feverishly back and forth, Doherty grunting, stiffening--Burton not much of a puncher, but there sheer volume starting to add up in Doherty's slender legs. Shan touching Hilly with the jab on occasion, spotting it face and body--brunette always in range, knows where Burton is and late the round she takes advantage. Burton straughtening after lighting Doherty up to the body--Shannen steps in and twists her torso into a tight lathering hook on the jaw--HILARIE SCOOTS TO HER BUTT! Doherty glaring down--Burton shaking her curly head, has no idea what just happened to her.

R7: Hilarie more circumspect, nibbling from the perimeter, but still getting off first, chiselloing away at Shan up top, then loping round the side--tireless blonde has Doherty looking titred as she trudges forward, trying to makre something happenj;. Shannen's eye's stopped bleeding but it's swollen nearly shut--nostrils are bloodied--old girl's a mess a despite the obvious ability to take a bushel-full if what Burton's dishing.

R8: Burton soaks up her first good Doherty right hand-clean swinging clout on the jaw jerks blonde a quarter turn to her right, sends her baby stepping a few feet: Shannen's in control. Doherty jabbing from her high guard then leaning into more rights, coming back underneath with a slicing left hook evil to the ribs. Burton backing up and breathing hard after taking shots--Doherty's walking Hilarie down now, finally shaking the blonde's composure, Burton trapped in the ropes late and slugging--Syren shrieking at Hilarie to clinch as Shannen gets the better of hamhanded toe to toe trade.

R9: Shannen grooves another bracing right hand over Hilarie's left shoulder, finding the jaw with hardhearted brunette authority--Hilly doing a hurting ponytrot and stumbling into the ropes--she's not offering back the way she was earlier. Doherty carving into Burton with swinging rights up underneath, riding the left hand light on Hilarie's shoulder just to stablize her. Burton covering up, but stiff and shabby--she's taking too much, too clean to the body, then she's too stiff and available when she defends upstairs. Doherty working both sides of the plate, hoisting big lefts and rights up underneath, coming off the body to clout Hilarie lefts and rights to the mouth and midway through BURTON GOES DOWN! Tension release from the crowd--most assume that's it for Burton as Doherty struts away, but Hilly struggles up from the canvas, making clear eye contact with the ref and confirming she's OK. Doherty wades in and HILLY WON'T PUNK! Syren screaming for the clinch, but Burton listening to her warrior's heart, Badly buzzed blonde stands and slugs, keeping her elbows in and hacking at Doherty's body and jugs--Shannen dipping side to side, pulling in lanky wide shots to the waist in hopes of crippling Hilarie. wallop and clout goes on past the bell--Doherty enraged that Burton didn't stay down.

R10: Doherty with another oily right hand takes the initiative--Burton hurt evry time that ounch ands, walks away with groggy tears in her eyes. Shannen jabbing Hilarie to ropes, leaning into a spanking right hand off the guard, then coming back with  delicious low slung left FLOUSH TO HILARIE"S TRUNKS! Hilly shouting in pain, doubling forward--hardhearted Doherty palming her upright, going back to the gut with a chugging series of lefts and rights, then burying another beauty square to trunks to get Hilly draping forward. Burton sobbing, crippled as Doherty shoulders her off and the beatig continues. Shan pawing the jab, leaning into right hands up top or wide to the body, using her shoulder prop Hilly up--bruising, brutal stuff as poor Hilarie shakes off the effects of those low blows. Doherty batters her girl to the bell and lands another low blow late to send a message. Burton dropped after the bell, doesn't count as a knockdown--Shannen strutting away SO proud of herself as boos cascade down. Comes back UD10 by a single point...Shannen Doherty!

After: Hilarie being hugged anc consoled by her corner--truth is she fought her heart out and almost produced a dazzling upset in outfighting Doherty much of the night. Doherty gettings cuts attended to--she's busted up, she lost 5 rounds, she went down once to insistent Burton punching--Hilarie's got nothing to offer--she couldn't punch her way past toilet paper. Basically, I toyed with her early, just to see if she could get anything going--but she ran for her life and tried to pitty pat me for points. I slammed the lid on her as you all saw and I probably could have stopped her if I hadn't been so bored." TE filing an official complaint and a spokesperson reveals, "We're a little disappointed in Technetium for giving someone like Doherty safe haven. Shannen was almost out of boxing when Tech came along with a cash infusion and look at the resuots: mauling, trunk-punching mayhem."

Reposted by Archer 7/17/11