Posted by Simguy on 10/17/2008, 9:19 pm.

Before: First salvo in what might turn out to be a general uprising against Krusher hegemony at the higher weights: Jones looking to nibble at the periphery before working her way to the biggest Krusher guns. “This will be a taste,” Jones purrs, eyes twinkling at the podium, “I see the Krushers are invested in this young blonde, so I’m going to damage her. Wherever they wish to move, I’m going to deny them. The Krushers will find it increasingly difficult to operate in their chose waters: Abby will be harbinger of things to come.” Media attention naturally fawning over CZJ in most conferences--only BLONDE! Magazine attempts to give Cornish equal time. “Honestly, we feel this could be an easy fight,” Abby says in interview. “I’m faster, fitter than Jones--and girls who have stood up to her early, generally have their way with her late. I’m not overlooking her by any means, but the way we’re training for this fight--Catherine Zeta Jones will be a stepping stone for me!” Jones in yellow bikini, long black unruly tangles loose about her shoulders; black gloves, Abby in black coop-front lace bra with white petal-trim--black bikini bottoms white gloves; hair in messy ponytail.

During R1: Abby ranging in with jabs, hopping forward in her stance. Jones flat footed, crouches down in closed stance: left shoulder pointed toward Abbie; hand stacked right atop left at her midsection. Cornish attacking with vigor--jabbing over Jones’ left shoulder, shooting right hands, scouring hooks, Nice rangy action--but Catherine calm in the pocket, bobbing on the spot, rolling shots with her left shoulder, After Cornish combos, Cat comes back underneath with single shot, tucking right hands--just short-curling licks, delivered off the bob-and-roll. Glancing contact for Cornish: thick, robust, flush body-blows landed by Jones--the heavy thump of them sounding out loud. Jones making little adjustments with her feet--just sliding in her stance, dipping and licking shots off either foot. Cornish throwing almost twice as many punches, landing only half as many--and those not nearly as clean as Jones. Late the round--Catherine banks several atrocious, licking low blows--rights and lefts delivered casually to Abbie’s trunks as Catherine’s bob-and-pivot moves her body in between Cornish and the ref. Bell: Abbie grimacing, complaining to the official; just on suspicion alone, Jones is warned in her corner to “keep’em up, Catherine.”

R2: Krushers wan jug on Jones--Abbie strives to deliver--but it’s more of the same. Jones bobbing and rolling on the spot--tipping and dipping to either side, shifting her weight one foot to the other. Abbie missing over the top--and when she crowd close to work underneath, she plays right into Jones’ slick counterpunching plans. Catherine fitting a sumptuous right hand over and over into Cornish midsection and trunks--single-shot counters licked in syncopation with her bobbing torso-movement. Cornish fighting with bared-teeth, eyes frowning as she works hard, but spends a lot of time brushing Jones across her back or shoulders. Snap-snatching hooks; licking  right uppercuts from Jones continue to work the Cornish midsection, really draining young blonde legs through 2.

R3: Similar stuff--Jones stepping to spots, hunching forward loose and relaxed--bobbing and rolling, then looking to Abbie’s waist and nethers. Jones just clip-clapping away down there--little twitches, swats and cuffs catching Abbie in her stomach, inside her thighs, square to the trunks, Jones never flagrant--not a lot of arm motion to betray her here: she’s sneaking these shots into Abbie’s trunks, stepping her body around to shield the ref. Cornish crying out, becoming visibly frustrated: brash young Aussie looks to slug-with rather than hold on when hurt, Jones continues to pile on--adding chin-checking right uppercuts off her right (back) foot to the already effective menu of snatching body shots.

R4: Jones having her way--smiling as she slips Abby’s swishing combos, then digs back at firm blonde body. Jones a master with her shoulders--dipping down, bracing Abbie with a shoulder pivoting around her while pushing into her-brunette moving blonde about, keeping her off balance. Sharp, concise swiping shots from Jones continue to prey on Abbie’s lower torso. Cornish proving a battler--dipping her left shoulder and lifting left uppercuts into the Jones’ midsection and breasts: some good work being done here, but not enough to answer. Catherine continues to dig at Abbie, foul her at leisure, muscle her around: young Aussie looking very stiff-legged, shopworn through 4.

R5: Torrid low blow--a hook--digs At Abbie’s trunks: Catherine quickly embracing gurgling blonde as Cornish folds forward. Shift-right in the grasp, then Jones bodies breathless Abbie to ropes--Cornish gasping “Low ref…she’s taking me low…” Brutal tidying up at the ropes: Jones laying on her woman with either shoulder--pushing into her, then digging at the waist: good, legal licks being tucked home as ref’s leaning in, trying to be vigilant. Abby wearing down--slumping to a seat--she’s shabby with hurt--mouth open. Thumping work to the body sets up a right uppercut to Cornish’s chin: head snap back, then a sad loll forward as Abbie goes loose. Catherine grins left hand falling to her thigh as she swipes a short right cross to Abbie’s jaw, then clips her another right uppercut. Cornish taking punches, her hands falling to her lap--she’s helpless ref! Jones tucks in a juicy right to Abbie’s ribs, just below the left breast; leans right hand to the face--each punch short, with plenty of leg, glute and back behind it. It’s all too much--Abbie swoons out on her feet, torso slopping forward: Jones sidesteps-right, tucking an insurance right hand in behind Abby’s left elbow as the blonde’s jack-knifing into canvas. Blonde girl down: KO5: Catherine Zeta Jones in blood curdling fashion.

After: Jones preening--pushing her fingers up through damp black locks as she struts the ring well proud of herself. Cascading boos from an audience that had a a better view of Jones’ sharp practice than did the cozened ref: Catherine unrepentant--American boos are like cheers to her.

Reposted by Archer 10/3/10.