Before: Freshly beaten by Kreuk, Hannah's hot to redeem herself. "I didn't show at all well against Kris - nothing like I'd planned," Hannah says, spirit undiminished by the loss, "that's why this fight is so important to me. I don't take losses to heart - I'm a springy sort, and Winona's tailor made for me. Unlike Kristin - Winona's an aging old troll who won't be able to land her haymakers against me - I'm too quick for that. I'll paste the taste out of her mouth, and prove that British girls can punch with anyone!"

Ryder barely paying attention - utterly contemptuous of Hannah's chances. "One hit," Ryder sneers, "one good shot, and she's done. Before Michelle Williams got over there, I had shattered the Brit's confidence with my stunning KO over Keira. As far as I'm concerned, Mish should be sending me a portion of her prizes: I paved the way for her!"

Winona in pastel pink bra and panties; small white gloves. Hannah in pastel baby blue bra and panties; white gloves.

During R1: HANNAH'S HAMMERING WINONA'S JUGS! Little blonde pixie POURING into Ryder's rack: Winny bumped back into ropes, face aghast at the pumping fusillade bunching up her hooters. Gasping clinch finally stops the torrent, but Hannah bouncing impatiently in the grasp - anxious to sample more Winona. Ref's break: Ryder stumbles to her right, circling back to midring; snarling Hannah hopping at her with a hook from outside brunette left shoulder - clouting Winny's left eye. Right hand swipes across that left eye...another hook: Winona's head bobbling about as knees give way. Ryder hits fresh set of ropes: Hannah scurries in, flurries amidships and low - tattooing her way up torso to once again humble Ryder's rack. Groaning clinch from Ryder - her mouth open, eyes wincing. Ref's break once again frees Winona up...she steps to midring, hoping to jab Hannah - but little blonde sprite hopping in a pesky hook, catches Ryder's mouth. Rights and lefts belt Winny's temples/ears: she covers up, backs away - she's quickly butt-in-ropes, leaning forward behind her mitts. Hannah at Winona with uppercuts - vicious, repeat left uppies working at Ryder's guard, trying to part those mitts. From there - digging little hook parks in behind Winona's right elbow; pumping right hand swings into paunch. Ryder crying out, reaching to clinch: this time Hannah won't have it - aggressively bodying up to stack larger beauty upright. PASTING LEFTS AND RIGHTS bounce off Winny's face...she slumps against ropes, torso lolling forward...RYDER'S SWOONING! Winona a helpless beauty - drooping forward, hands low...little Hannah baring her fangs, arching her back and digging up into Ryder's jugs and chin with murderous left uppercuts. Pepperpot punching beats at sleepy Winona - she's there for it, sponging it all up and THE REF STEPS IN! Good Lord - TKO1 Hannah Spearritt.

After: Spearritt taking no chances - even with Ryder defenceless and swooning, little blonde pixie banks insurance punches, forcing ref to pull her away from behind: it's a furious display of volume-punching Hannah at her best. "I tore her to pieces," a grinning, untouched Spearritt crows in postfight.

"Pillar to post - I pounced upon her, wouldn't let her breath. Oh, my fists were FLYING tonight boys - look at her! Ryder's in rags...and it's all because of ME!" Great moment for Spearritt means rock-bottom for Winona: Ryder blubbering in defeat, unconsolable...she panicked tonight, came unglued, and now she's wishing she could have that first round back.