BOXING AFTER DARK

Posted by Simguy 6/18/2001, 7:51 pm.

Before: Romijn roped into a third meeting with Mariah on the heels of two devastating whacks against—sources close to Carey report that a Ginny phone call may have tipped Mariah off to a classic loophole in the contract, paving the way for this bout. A beaming Carey in pre fight bulges with confidence and hardhearted glee; “I’ve got the opportunity to do something nobody has ever down in the history of the sport—knock a girl out 3 times in a row. I HAVE to see if I can do it—the fans have to see it, and I think even Becky want to know: am I really that much better than her? God, I can’t WAIT to find out!” Becky sullen and uncomfortable during press junkets—goaded into the fight, putting on a brave face—but the pressure of inconceivable humiliation looms large on the horizon. Still, lost in the glare of Carey’s gaudy knockouts are two very good performances from Romijn—she doesn’t have to lose if she doesn’t want to. Mariah in gold bikini, Becky in black, singlet style halter top to a high neck.

During R1: Mariah smiling, stalking—Becky giving ground and pushing out ill-advised jabs on the run. Carey looping right hands over the ineffectual stick—Roijn panicky in headlong retreat. Down the stretch, Becky finds a little backbone, able to stand in the pocket and run Mariah into some right hands in return.

R2: Becky continues to box, sliding back, ramming her left hard to the mouth and chest of the onrushing Carey. Midway through the round, Carey loading up from her hips and slinging away bashes a right hand hard across the face that freezes Romijn in her tracks. A` wide left across the mouth, another slamming right hand on the face and Romijn unravels—tall woman clatters back into the ropes with a shellshocked expression as Carey wades in. Mariah too wild, too excited—even Becky’s shabby defense enough to let her block the wide blows, clinch for breaks until the bell. 

R3: Carey just too confident—she’s marching through Rebecca’s jab and making this a free for all,. Seconds in, girls exchanging lanky lefts and rights—Mariah slaps becky’s face with a left then plows home a gigantic right on the eye that spills the supermodel into the corner. Romijn in a stupor—Carey squaring up and LATHERING away with both arms, leading with her chest, pulling wide punches around her body into Becky’s ears and jaw. Romijn with her gloves at her temples, stopping forward, occasionally breaks down, slumps back into the turnbuckles then covers up again—she’s being beaten senseless and the crowd is LOVING it! Carey starts to run out of gas late—Becky bleeding from the mouth, wearily pushes Mariah back—Carey taking a deep breath, wading back in and lashing away to the bell.

R4: Outrageous punching starting to take toll of Carey—singer out listless, breathing fro the mouth, hands low and a battered Romijn takes over, Becky staggering forward with her gloves at her temples, bodies into Mariah, wrestles with her and starts to put together a clubbing, holding, and hitting style attack Mariah getting clouted, struggling with the longer armed beauty stays in rather than trying to create punching room—ref working overtime to separate the combatants. Down the stretch as strength returns to Mariah’s arms—Becky once again backs off, looking fearful at the bell as he extends her arms to push Carey away.

R5: Becky’s corner adamant: quit backing up, fight this girl, forget about getting knocked out—you can’t just et her walk you down. Becky responds with flat footed fortitude—both girls banging jaw then falling in—ref pushing the sleek blondes apart in stop and go action early. Midway through, Carey leans into a plowing right hand, getting her body in behind a jawbreaker and ROMIJN’S LEGS GIVE WAY! Becky weak as a kitten—Mariah clinching up under the arms and muscling the model into the ropes, then pushing Becky away for another lengthy beat down. Tragic action as Carey gets that carefree slashing attack going—wide lefts and rights as she leads with her chest, chin out there to be countered if only Becky could punch! Beating progresses along the ropes, ends in a corner with Romijn lolling back with glassy eyes, right hand at her chest, left at her stomach, punches crashing off her woozy face as Carey loads up. Once again Mariah punchers herself out, leaving Rebecca RUINED at the ropes, carey mocks her pathetic foe’s unsteady gait t the delight of the crowd as Becky staggers to her stool.

R6: Tired punching from Mariah—she’s still slinging leather, but falling in to clinch, grateful for the breaks. Becky similarly out of it, happy to loll her cheek no Mariah’s glistening shoulder, holding the singer around the waist, slowing the pace. Slowest round of the fight is carried by Mariah, but Romijn escapes severe punishment, gets a little leg back by the bell.

R7:: Mariah still looking to fall in after punching—she looks shot and battered, Becky looks like she’s caught her second wind. Girls flat footed, pawing jabs and winging right hands—midway through, Romijn lands a crashing right to the face that has Mariah wobbly butt! Carey staggering away with a hurt smile and Romijn strokes her AGAIN with a looping right, sending Mariah sideways to the rope. Finally, payback for Romijn—SHE squares up and gets those long arms churning. Carey under siege, hands at her temples, getting CLOBBERED around the guard as Romijn grimly bashes away. Slugging continues on after the bell—Mariah buffeted from one foot to the other comes up bloodied—she shoves her foe away with an attempt disdain, but OH the damage done in this big Becky Romijn round!

R8: Crippled cuties wander towards one another, hands low, mouths open, eyes glossy and exhausted slobberknocking commences. Girls just taking turns clouting one another’s chins, careening on shaky legs around the ring and it’s Mariah emerging the stronger. Romijn soaking up considerable swats to her head, somehow keeps her feet, but she is leaning dangerously after each solid connect—perilously close to toppling. Final minute, Romijn pushing back mindless punches off her heels—Mariah swinging much more purposefully and a blistering right hand crashes through Becky’s guard to spank back her head. Rebecca sent reeling once again at the bell—horribly busted up—Mariah bodied back by the diligent ref.

R9: More quid pro quo—Girls too hurt to love much—they’re standing in front of each other, trying to catch the other’s swinging—the occasional bomb landing to swivel heads in crowd pleasing fashion throughout. Becky slowly gets into the rhythm—Mariah’s missing, Becky’s catching her as the two trade long armed lefts and rights outside. Final minute—Carey’s legs tremble and give out as she eats a tired diet of lefts and rights to her chin—Mariah splashing back into the ropes defenceless—Romijn crashing into her too tired to prevent her own momentum. Becky pushes herself up off the groggy blonde, scoring with blunt left forearms to the sternum at the bell.

R10: Becky beats Mariah to lead right hands, beats her to wide lefts—Carey stunned, stops punching and Becky lights her up with a slinging right from the thigh to take over the momentum. Carey’s lights dimming as Romijn gets it going—heavy lefts and rights, Becky’s hands at her thighs, just lifting punches and setting them down on Carey’s jaw to beat the singer to the ropes. Mariah stupid-hurt—right hand at her jaw, left in her lap, watching as Becky heaps on exhausted punishment. Becky does what she can—Mariah soaks it all up and in the final minute, it’s Carey turn. Becky with hands at her stomach, stooping forward, starts to catch clean on her face as Mariah somehow finds the strength to punch. Carey slicing lefts and rights as she steps forward, each punch carving neatly through Becky’s outstretched chin and ROMIJN IS HURT! Becky toppling backwards, taking ruinous blows to her face and REBECCA ROMIJN GOES DOWN!!! Mariah leaps to a neutral corner, screaming  the count as the ref issues it, Crowd also shouting out “FIVE! SIX!...” in unison as Becky’s long limbs flop and sprawl in a desperate effort toi get off her back, BECKY BEATS THE COUNT! Swaying badly as she holds the top rope, Rebecca Romijn gets to her feet in time to hear the bell—Mariah Carey smiling through fat lips, but jumping up and down in frustration at havig failed to make history. UD10 Mariah Carey.

After: Carey piles on with a hurting walk of shame—Romijn shaky as a 3 day old colt—Mariah smiling but battered herself—it’s another action packed brawl decisively won by Mariah Carey. Of the three, this was Mariah’s most dominant effort—she got hit, she got hurt, but she dominated Rebecca Romijn in what had to be a heartbreaking experience for the delectable supermodel. Becky 3 and out against Carey—Mariah pleased with her achievement: “I wanted to knock her out so bad, but that’s the way it goes, It feels great to own Rebecca Romijn—really put my foot on her throat., I feel like I’ve gone to a new level with her and I’m anxious to branch out, add to my collection. Who’s next?” Listless Romijn trying to salvage some defiance in post fight: She showed her true colours when she couldn’t knock me out—taking me for a walk anyway. That’s not how it’s done. She’s tramp with a punch—that’s all. I’ll be back.”

Reposted by Archer 11/26/09.