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17 April 2009 Olga Kurylenko vs Odette Yustman

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Posted by simguy on 4/17/2009, 12:31 am

 

Before: (several weeks after Olga's masterful horsewhipping of big Gemma Atkinson...) Olga setting the tone in prefight - slapping Odette's face in the very first photo-shoot. "I wanted to see her fire," Olga shrugs at podium. "Instead, I only saw her recoil and become frightened of me. This girl has already lost the fight. I slapped her, and learned all that there is to know about her."

 

Yustman clearly ruffled when it's her turn - anxious to counter Olga's allegations of cowardice. "Olga's a model and a Bond-girl," Odette explains. "That means she's cheap, pampered, and prone to wilting under determined punching. Quitting's in a model's blood - as is attitude. We've seen the latter here today, where Olga got a cheap right hand in on me; we'll see the former on fight night. We'll see how she fares when i'm ready for her, and punching back hard!"

 

Odette in tight white cotton tank top and panties; white gloves. Olga in vibrant purple bra and panties; black gloves.

 

Kurylenko smouldering during stare-down - still trying to intimidate Odette: Yustman being plucky, returning fierce Ukrainian gaze.

During R1: Kurylenko springy, circling in either direction, hands bouncing lightly in front of her, chest high. Yustman showing a forward aspect - dukes up/elbows in; right (back) heel up off canvas. Spirited stuff as Kurylenko tests the defences with wide, batting catspaw lefts and rights up top - picked off nicely by Odette's mitts. Yustman firing straight up the middle, scoring to Olga's breasts with either hand; jabbing Olga's face. Kurylenko settles on a clockwise rotation in the middle minute - jabbing to Odette's body: Yustman turning-with, bouncing her long jab off Olga's face in reprisal. Lovely, long lasses being angular, furtive with each other: each touching the other firmly, but indecisively in a tactical first.

R2: Similar rangy action, characterized by Olga's trim, leggy lateral movements and Odette's patient stalking. Olga with the wide, batting touches early - working up and down Odette's flanks. Yustman calmly accepting these blows, then driving straight up the middle, claiming steadily against face and pert Ukrainian jugs. Again, Olga being nickle-and-dimed by Yustman - Ukrainian forced to abandon her free-wheeling ways to settle into a more conventional stance, get her dukes up, work behind the jab. Latter half the round sees long girls dutifully breaking each other down with pumping stick: heads spanking back from tuff impact on a regular basis.

R3: Kurylenko turns up the heat - jabbing Odette to body, then to head, THEN turning over slinging right hands: Yustman slugged off her stance, looks a confused beauty for the first time tonight. Olga stalking Odette along ring aprons - leaning in to gallop at American midsection via long, lanky lefts and rights underneath. Odette body-buffetted, shaken up: she's grimacing from the work. Midway through, snarling Olga turns Odette's head aside with an elastic right cross: Yustman's knees buckle; she covers up face-in-gloves, stooping forward in swoon. Olga baring her teeth, arching her back - OH she's hoisting in supple left uppercuts, snatching 'em vicious off Odette's belly. Yustman groaning, reaches to clinch: ref's break buys her only a moment as hungry Ukrainian pounces-to, catching Odette a buggywhip right hand on the left ear. Yustman staggering ragged about the ring - Odette in springy pursuit. Odette covered up tight, proves willoy-durable as she's stroked, licked and clobbered pillar to post, but she refuses to bend the knee to Olga. Kurylenko breathing hard at the bell - eyes alight, teeth bared in hard-hearted gypsy snarl: Kurylenko's a blazing sight when she's lashing her foe before her.

R4: Odette rallies - keeping her guard together as Olga resumes her rangy attack. Yustman blocking, legging to her right: Olga buggywhipping right hands up top, sweeping long, wide jabs - just harrassing Yustman around the ring. Minute in, Odette steps to a spot, sets drills Olga one-two straight up the middle as Kurylenko's pouncing in. Olga startled, eyes wide - she's tottering back on her heels, blinking with hurt! Odette hops forward in her stance, lips tight as she jabs to Olga's sinewy body, then leans in to fetch her a pounding right to left eye - snapping Kurylenko's head back. Olga rubbery legged, stumbling backwards to ropes: she's stunned! Yustman forward in her stance again - good discipline on approach: pounding jab sorts out Olga's breasts, then a licking, dip-n-rip left uppercut snatches at Kurylenko's toned midriff. Kurylenko grunting from the body shot, backing into ropes, stooping forward behind her mitts: Odette's into her with short, jagged, repeat left uppercuts - nipping at Kurylenko's guard, punching through it to brush a fluttery-eyed Bond-girl upright against ropes. Crashing right hand, Odette! Yustman slinging it over the top, bouncing mitt off face: OLGA'S COMING APART! Kurylenko goggle-eyed, hands drooping - she's lolling against ropes, staring back with glassy, don't-hurt-me eyes as ODETTE POURS IT ON! Wide left slaps Olga's face into the path of a slinging right: Kurylenko's tousled head on a bobble...Odette's pasting the taste out of Olga's mouth. Lefts and rights, LEFTS AND RIGHTS! Odette's feet set wide, long body twisting and leaning into her shots as she strokes Olga into stupor. THE REF JUMPS IN! Olga hugged to safety as Odette's strafing her stoopid: TKO4 in rangy fashion, Odette Yustman.

After: Battle of sleek, young brunette gunslingers ends with Olga in tatters, Odette in hysterics. Yustman crying gleefully, hugging her cornermen: she emerges triumphant in a fight that saw her come back from adversity in the third, to stop her foe in the fourth. "I took the very best she had to offer," a scuffed, but jubilant Odette boasts in postfight. "She had me hurt, she was strappin' me, but I just wouldn't give her satisfaction. I felt good off my stool after her big round, so I just thought 'let's press her, see if she's tired.' Started catching her - hurt her - then I chased her down and cleaned her up! Hope she had fun slapping my face, 'cause she paid for it BIG time!"

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