Posted by simguy on 8/18/2007, 1:07 pm

Before: "It's probably the most lucrative signing bonus ever negotiated at flyweight," says one Celebrity Ring staffer of young Panettiere's new pact. "Certainly it's the largest since Lohan's deal - and with the various incentives, deferred income streams and options, it may well prove to be bigger in the long run. These are lightweight-style contracts, and what it means is that we're starting to see pay-parity between the divisions. The days when promoters could put on great fights at bargain-basement prices at 110 are probably over: this Panettiere contract really changes that dynamic." Big money brings big expectations - how's Hayden handling it? "I'm just excited," bubbles 18 yr old phenom at the podium. "I know there are huge expectations for me, but I don't think I'm going to be another Lohan out of the gate. Lindsay's got a gamine body with slugger's jugs - she just doesn't know who she is in the ring and that really hurt her when she debuted against Simpson. My style's a lot different - much simpler and more effective - fewer moving parts: basically, I just give girls good solid pastings in the ring. There's nobody else like me - Mish Williams used to be, but she's taken so much punishment now - and Lacey and Jess are just JMD: I'm the only complete pressure fighter at 110. We've seen SO many offer sheets! I probably get as many challenges as I do fan mail - everybody from Simpson to Duff to no-name British Beyotches - and I just can't wait to get into them! I'll bust Lacey, then look out: Hayden Panettiere's comin' up!" Chabert pursing lips, crossing arms, clicking her tongue in disgust - she doesn't hold back in rebuttal. "Foxfire could have paid half the money to get Alyssa Milano and gotten twice the fighter," Chabert sneers, referencing the worst moment of Hayden's developmental career to date. "We're gonna tear it up on Hayden at 110. We're gonna be passing her around like an old sweatshirt - tryin' her on, wearin' her out - by the time we're done with her, she's going to be so used and shabby that I seriously don't think she'll be in boxing for very long. I think she'll quit the sport by next summer tops - the competition's just too stiff for Hayden. When I knock her out and give her a little somethin' special after - she'll realize she's in over her stupid little head." Lacey in white lace push up and panties, small white gloves. Hayden in sporty bikini with broad horizontal bars of red, pink and white, small white gloves, hair back in a little puncher's ponytail. Lacey shaking her head emphatically "No" when asked to touch gloves - not with Hayden, no way.

During R1: Similar approaches - spitting, stubby jab to set up jolt right hands and ripping hooks: forward momentum carrying the girls into each other, each bumping off with the shoulder, looking to get off on the way in; on the way out. Lacey getting the better of it - Hayden tastes the blunt right cross early, getting her head thrown to the side; Hayden grunts as Lacey jerks hooks to tummy, testing out that expensive midsection. Toe-to-toe exchanges favour Chabert - Hayden's landing, but getting beaten to punches and backed up. Final minute fought with Panettiere's back to ropes: Lacey running a mean bump-n'-punch offense here - jostling Hayden, hammering her to the body, then coming up top as Panny does her best to keep her mitts up. Bell: Lacey chests up strong, imposing will right from the get go as ref gets to work.

R2: Same again - hot-tossing, uptempo, crowd-pleasing back and forth. Both girls VERY compact, turning over punches, getting hips and shoulders into whizzing blows - it's crisper, more disciplined than JMD, but it's just about that active. Shoulder to shoulder, girls dip the left shoulder, sample gut via the hook, give a hard-bump left shoulder, look for short right hands. Chabert curling a tight left uppercut off her front foot, scraping Panny's face and startling her - as round wears on, Lacey's getting the extra punch in. By final minute, Chabert's got Hayden against ropes again, beating furiously at blonde breadbasket with two-handed vigour, finally forcing Hayden to stop punching and cover up. Lacey beaming - now free to hook Hayden in behind her right elbow, or punch right hands across her back. Panny grimacing at the cheap kidney work, straightening up stiff and LACEY GOES RACK! Big-jugged vixen goes at sporty-jugged blonde: Panettiere beaten to a seat in the ropes, blubbering as her top is ransacked at the bell. "WELCOME BACK, YOU CHEAP LITTLE TRAMP!" Lacey shouts as ref's pushing her away.

R3: Hayden rallies, favouring Lacey with that haughty little scowl which probably helped to win the big contract. Panny into Lacey midring, digging amidships with shoulders rotating, head down: Chabert can't hold the canvas. Lacey beaten to ropes by the furious chugging, but she's answering back: Lacey staying compact, dipping down to her left, then ripping hooks up underneath to Hayden's firm paunch. Spicy, banging trade - li'l jigglers planting and pitching, snarling like wild animals as they duck, then get off in turn and HAYDEN GOES DOWN! Out of the wild melee, Lacey turns on that trusty Hannigan-busting right hand, crunching it to Hayden's chin, beating Hayden's own right hand and dropping HP to her back. Lacey bellowing down "TOO STRONG!" at stunned blonde - Hayden pushing her foot against Lacey's knee to move her away as ref barks count. Hayden up scowling, visibly wobbly butt - ref waves a grinning Lacey back on in. HAYDEN WON'T HAVE IT! Panettiere showing big-girl heart as she re-engages toe-to-toe - first beating Lacey to punches, then backing Chabert up. Ripping, compact lefts and rights bounce and skid off Lacey as she stumbles to midring, then firms: HAMMER AND TONGS! Lacey baring teeth, bending and twisting into her hardest lefts and rights - Hayden answering back in kind - crowd in a frenzy as tidy-bodied sluggers get off electric at the bell. Ref enforcing break - seething beauties shrieking at each other, pushing against official to continue the fray.

R4: First minute all Lacey - she presses Hayden at ropes, beating her as Panny covers up grimacing. Middle minute all Hayden - she finds a dip-n'-dig rhythm, punching-with Chabert and scoring viciously to tanned brunette ribcage: Lacey visibly demoralized, mouth open - she's backing off. Trudging assault begins as blonde wades into brunette, short, clubbing blows bouncing off Lacey's biceps, shoulder, skull until Chabert hits ropes, covers up earmuff with a bleat of disappointment. HAYDEN HAMMERS LACEY'S JUGS! Panettiere chugging away in close - little shoulders shrugging furious hup-hup destruction to the proudest rack in all Christendom: poor Lacey blurting out moist cries of outrage as she sits in ropes and soaks. Bell: Hayden's in there scrubbing - giving Lacey a rude bumping to chest and face: ref tugs Panny away by one arm and gives her a good shaking.

R5: Now it's Lacey. Midring - girls bobbing and weaving rapidly, dipping side to side, spitting jabs: Chabert fits that tidy right hand in again and again to Hayden's chin. Panettiere rocked - keeps her feet, but can't stand her ground: Chabert's forward, constantly moving her hands and upperbody in jiggly unison. Ropes: terrible scouring beatdown issued: Panettiere crying out as she covers up face-in-gloves, twisting and turning side to side to help distribute the incoming leather. Chabert pinning her ears back and whaling away - backside and jugs-a-jumpin' as she gets off with impunity, belting away on helpless blonde. Down the stretch, Chabert trades a little wild volume for some precision - hurting Hayden with a pair of ripping hooks to liver. Panettiere breathless, stooping forward hurt - corner screaming at her to clinch, but that sensibility isn't there yet. Lacey huge on Hayden at the bell - hammer-fisting lefts and rights back and forth across the exposed lower back. Lacey furiously going for the knockdown, eyes blazing, hair in her mouth, teeth bared. Curvy little legs hold Panettiere up, but she's crying: Chabert hooting in derision at bell as ref pushes in.

R6: Lacey mouthbreathing - she over extended herself in the fifth, can't generate the volume she needs to hold Hayden off now. Panettiere forward - dipping side to side, pulling hard, compact blows onto Lacey, bouncing mitts off skull and shoulders until Chabert's butt hits ropes. Hayden squirming in - pounding Lacey's firm paunch a series of chugging lefts and rights while mouth-on-shoulder with brunette - then pulling back to rip hooks and uppercuts. Lacey frowning, looking a little frazzled - she's taking a pasting, but still bobbing and blocking, answering back in spots. Fight settles into a fast paced, but methodical rhythm as Panettiere bombards a well-defended Lacey, then Chabert answers with short, pounding force from either side. Bell: Lacey smokes Panny a cheap right hand late - gets one back in receipt - ref jumps in barking.

R7: Battle taking it's toll - both the pace and the punishment hellish through 7. Hayden with that stubby, spitting jab gets Lacey bobbing and weaving midring - blonde just jotting away then TURNING on her own short, muscular right to chin: DOWN GOES LACEY! Chabert caught trying to pull away from poke - she's on her back before she really knows what's happened. Excited Hayden gives a little kick against Lacey's stunned left thigh, hollering down: "GET UP YOU STUPID!" Ref has to push seething blonde goodness back. Chabert rallies off the canvas - sniveling, but firming: when Hayden wades on in, she finds plenty of resistance. Girls heads in close ear-to-ear, faces scrubbing as they change head-position inside: Chabert's coming forward, steadily outpunching Hayden to the body. Midring - Panettiere firms: crowd ROARS as compact vixens lean in and POUND each other amidships with sustained, two-mitt shelling. Glorious flyweight chugging hup-hup - leather spanking out concussive from firm little tummies and sporty ribcages both lasses panting with the effort of hustle-punching. Chabert tires first, eventually unable to match Hayden's output - blonde starts to come forward down the stretch. At the bell, Panny's got Lacey against the ropes - Chabert crossing arms against her body, drowsily bending and twisting as busy blonde fists pelt away.

R8: LACEY ANSWERS! Hayden all smiles and cocky head nods during the break: she stands up off her stool can gets tackled into her own corner by a seething Lacey C. Panettiere sobbing out as she's beaten: blonde left hand up, palm out at right ear; right arm down across body, right knee up as she leans against turnbuckle under a ROBUST thumping. JMD style romp unsustainable - Chabert already breathing hard after the sudden squall - but she reaches in under Hayden's arms, chesting her heavy to ropes and getting a bit of a breather. Ref's break: Lacey more precise now, conserving energy - she paws jabs, hunting for an opening for that stubby right cross of hers. Lacey going to Hayden's right side with firm, methodical hooks - just placing 'em in every few seconds as Panny covers up, stoops forward behind mitts. Hayden having a hard time answers: Lacey's punishing her, then wisely bodying up, making blonde take weight while brunette rests. Firm bell to bell control shown by Lacey: Hayden lumping up nicely through 8.

R9: Lacey's all in. Spicy midring trade sees Hayden miss, Lacey connect on brisk, skidding lefts and rights. Panny steadily worked to the ropes: Lacey celebrating with a thick, withering hook amidships, yanking a shout of pain from Hayden. Panny showing crossed-arm, bending forward, rotating her torso: Chabert using her jab to help track this motion, then land well aimed stubby rights. Not good for Hayden - she's looking shabby - slow torso-roll not good enough: Lacey's finding the mark with rights to chin, lefts to midsection. HAYDEN GOES DOWN! Panny drooping woozy to all fours: exhausted Chabert bellowing in exultation: "YOUR BODY'S QUITTING!" Ref shoves her away. Panny up at 8 - deep, agonized breathes - she nods OK when ref queries her and ON COMES LACEY! Chabert wading into what's left - EATS A SHORT RIGHT HAND! Lacey put wobbly butt, suddenly stepping in fence post holes. Hayden snarling, hooks Lacey's sternum - hops right - hooks Lacey's mouth, dislodging the gumshield in a flutter. RIGHT HAND HAYDEN! Panettiere leaning in, catching a groggy Lacey over a low left hand - Chabert's face tossed hard to starboard, torso lolling forward over stiff legs. RIGHT UPPERCUT HAYDEN! Quick, jolting rip - Hayden getting her shoulders and hips snug in behind the shot, then capping it with another stubby overhand right to cheek and TIMMMMBERRRR! Chabert creaking backwards like a felled tree - crashing loud to her back - backs of her hands bouncing off canvas as arms stretch out wide. Lacey spreadeagled, lips murmuring - closed eyelashes humming like bee's wings and it's OVER! KO9 in heartpounding fashion - Hayden Panettiere!

After: Hayden yelping in exhausted glee as 10 count washes over Lacey's KO'd beef: Panettiere breaking down into emotional tears as she's mobbed by Foxfire confederates. Wild back-and-forth tussle has crowd on it's feet well after the conclusion - little Hayden a winner AND a crowd-pleaser in her re-debut. "The expectations for this fight were HUGE," Hayden pants in postfight, face puffy from punishment. "I just didn't want to punk out like Lohan did - that's all I wanted: I wanted to make sure girls weren't saying, 'oh, she's just another Lindsay.' Lacey tried to bully me tonight - and she's strong - there were times when I honestly felt like I might not make it to the bell - but then it rang and I was able to get my breath back." Foxfire suits have to be pleased: Hayden life-and-death tonight, but finds a way to be the better woman. So far, Panettiere looks value for money.