BSE VS HISC STABLE WAR

Posted by Simguy on 6/17/20012, 7:48 pm.

Before: Jones making 130 for the first time since her pregnancy—many pundits feeling that Warren could just be a blonde too far in this fight. “It’s not the height,” says one long time Jones observer. “Catherine handles height as well as anyone, It’s Warren’s size and athleticism,--she throws a lot of punches for a big welterweight, not to mention the power. Warren can flat out crack and it’s a pretty tall order for Jones to hang ion the pocket round after round an get her touches in while avoiding the bomb.” Catherine in red bikini, Warren in black bikini, long blonde curls.

R1: Estella showing too much respect eaqrl;y, hanging back, fencing with Jones—CZJ able to slip inside the jab, gouge her hook to the sternum and chop the right hand to the cheek with little two-beat forays in, then huddling up on Warren’s chest for breaks. Down the stretch, Warren on her heels, back to the ropes, pushing her palms out to keep Jones back—Catherine feints the hook, drops in the right hand on the mouth, THEN brings the hook up into solar plexus and WARREN GOES DOWN! Estella to her knees wirth ahout, right hand on the ropes—Jones turns away and lands cheap clouting left on the face to draw the fight’s first finger waggle from the ref.

R2,3: Warren straightened out hard in her corner, comes out more likely these rounds. She’s leaning forward, bending her legs, ram-feeding that jab up the middle and bringing the straight right hand behind it to catch Jones  trying to edge inside. Catherine with gloves up, reduced to side to side bobbing, trying to probe her way close, but big blonde dictating with pace, heat. Estella driving Jones back with the center attack, but also doing good work to the sides with lumberjack lefts and rights under the elbows. Solid welterweight rounds shakes Jones repeatedly in these stanzas.

R4: Zeta Jones making decisions—if she hangs back to counter, she gets outworked—she goes right at Warren this round to make the fight. Crowd pleasing back and forth as Zeta Jones lands that chopping right, gets Warren out of her gameplan and thinking only of reprisal. Catherine able to take advantage of improvisational nature, ducking low under angry. Warren right hands, putting her shoulder into Estella’s waist to nudge the big girl off balance. Zeta J keeping her hands between Warren’s shoulders, chopping short to the face, and turning on tight hooks to the ribs that carry through with plenty of forearm. Hard feelings after the bell—Warren incensed by the rough play, embarrassed to have been backed up by the smaller woman.

R5: Zeta Jones keeps coming. She’s jabbing, staying low, drilling the right hand into Warren’s body, then coming up with her head under Warren’s chin to lever the blonde back for work. Estella with her hands outside Jones shoulders, but she’s not clinching up effectively, and she’s not punching on the inside—Jones able to grind her forehead against model’s face, move her hands back and forth against model tummy, and plunder rub with cracking forearm and elbow smashes that have Estella groaning up against the ropes. Down the stretch, Zeta J turns on a close right hand inside, stunning Warren who stands pretty for the follow up clouting left—Jones in that tight punching rhythm, right on top of Estella, just rotating her torso back and forth to hack home the haymakers. Warren stupefied at the bell, cut in the mouth and woozy—Jones ahead on the cards, and hurting the bigger girl consistently through 5.

R6: Warren shakes it off, responds beautifully to corner instructions despite he damage. Hard, straight punching up the middle early discourages Jones from charging in with her head, Warren starts to palm up, shoving and turning Jones by her shoulder or head—blonde really showing her strength this round with the roughhouse. Estella able to keep Jones at arms length, hold her shoulder with the left and jam in short right hands around and through the guard—Warren a convincing big women this round as she bullies Jones around the ring.

R7: All Estella Warren—effort starting to catch up with Jones who’s visibly slower this round, Warren with that banging one-two attack, then palming up to pull or push her girl off balance, Jones not getting off and meanwhile—Estella’s getting he chopping right over Jones’ left shoulder—the Lewis right uppercut and the 2-beat waist chopping that’s starting to take numbing effect. Final moments, Warren jabs, leaves the left out over Hones’ shoulder, steering the brunette into the right uppercut and steps back with a smile as CZJ crumbles to all fours. Jones wobbly butt and staring at the bell—Warren’s fists are taking dreadful toll at this point.

R8,9: Jones standing straight up hands at cheeks—she’s just fighting now, no longer able to execute with fine timing. Warren happy to oblige punch-for-punch, knowing that it’s taking more out of the older, smaller woman. Jones struggling forward against Warren’s constant handling—palms on Catherine’s shoulder, left arm wrap around the back—it’s all adding up. Warren in a nice easy rhythm, leaning away to lick a rising hook, leaning back in with the jab/right cross—left side of Zeta Jones face swelling badly after 9 and yet she’s still finding her spots, scoring in thudding clusters to the head and body.

R10: Warren finishes up the stronger, sharper fighter. Zeta Jones groggy with punishment, grimly coming forward, bobbing wearily in an ear muff guard as Estella works 3 and 4 punches off her jab. Estella popping, palming, pushing Zeta Jones around—Catherine coming out of her crouch to try clubbing wide strokes, but she’s eating the Warren jab flush in the teeth, getting staggered backwards more often then not. Fight finishes up with Zeta Jones stiff against the ropes, shaking as Estella welts her flanks with batting lefts and rights. Little doubt at the bell as Warren grins, lifts her mitts, nodding in anticipation. Comes back UD10 Estella Warren.

After: Badly beaten Jones sullen as her gloves are removed—beautiful face glossy from Warren’s exstended beating. Jones surprising many onlookers with a stubborn, determined effort against a bigger, stronger, more athletic beauty. Estella scuffed up but beaming—clearly loving the spotlight a victory over Zeta Jones entails: “You know I think it was just too much for me,” offers Warren graciously, “too much power, too much speed. She was really trying—I have to hand it to her, but she was just so in over her head tonight. A lot of the people I talked to said she was soft, but let me tell you—Catherine Zeta Jones can take a punch. I hit her with some NICE right hands and she wouldn’t go.”

Reposted by Archer 5/4/10.