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18 June 2009 Cheryl Burke vs Randi Evans

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Special all dancer affair: pt1

Posted by simguy on 6/18/2009, 3:47 pm

(Burke from Dancing with the Stars; Randi Evans currently on display on So You Think You Can Dance.)

BEFORE: Always a lot of skirmishing between Dancing With The Stars professionals and So You Think You Can Dance amateurs: this is the first time it's boiled over into a sanctioned boxing match. "Way better," Randi says when asked to compare herself to Cheryl. Blonde almost sheepish, shy when she says it, but impish eyes are dancing with confidence. "I've loved Cheryl ever since she started on 'Dancing', but let's face it: she really lets herself go in the off-season. I don't want to say 'fat' - but she's definitely pudgy - porky even - a soft, chubby little brunette who'll be huffing and puffing after a few rounds of me at full speed! I'll beat her up, then get right back to working on my next routine - no problem!"

Burke fuming: she's long been a vocal critic of the SYTYCD fighter/dancers. "They have no respect," Cheryl says, eyes blazing. "Randi's a perfect example: she has NO idea what it takes to be a professional dancer. And before she starts talking about MY figure, maybe she should tighten up her own: she's the chunkiest thing I've ever seen. I can't tell you how many little blondes like Randi I've trashed on my way up: gonna add one more name to the list!"

Randi in black dance two piece - sport top and boy cut, snug-fitting bottoms; small black work out gloves; hair in racy tousle designed to sweep across her eyes when she gets all busy. Cheryl in bikini with solid pink bottoms, top horizontally striped in purple, mauve, white, pink; small white work out mitts; black hair similarly styled to Randi's. Burke coming in a little soft as per Randi's snarky observations. So.Cali beach venue - standard ring set up on beach volleyball court/bleachers.

During R1: Minute one: both girls pouncing/counter-pouncing, showing off springy legs, hair-trigger reflexes, quick hands in darting in-and-out attacks. Slowly evolves into brawny in-fighting - each fitting her left shoulder into the other's chest, bumping and slugging midring. Down the stretch - this FURTHER evolves to girls reaching left arms in under opposing rights - each digging short right hands into the other's firm beef. Pushing, squirming stuff - bulky little battlers stuffing each other full off tummy leather: Randi walks Cheryl to ropes, getting the better of bruising trade at bell. Ref has to pull rambunctious little blonde off: Burke seething, complaining about the late separation.

R2: Similar rhythm: early leaping, pouncing fare, gradually replaced by tuff, sturdy-girl infighting. Cheryl grunting, baring her teeth as she pushes against Randi's strength, but blonde holds firm, then starts bulling brunette back. Randi bossing Cheryl to ropes, punishing her late: Burke covers up, crouches down as beefy blonde bashes away head, shoulders and waistline to bell. Randi frisky - jogging back to corner bright-eyed and jiggling: she wants more Cheryl!

R3: Cheryl grumpy - dukes up, crouching and rolling a bit as frisky Randi gets off robusto. Midring - Randi with a little grin and dancing eyes switching herself into abrupt left/right power punches - swinging blows bouncing loud off Cheryl's meaty body. Burke defensively sound, but unable to answer: she's beaten in a little circle around Randi as Evans whacks away. Lovely work to Cheryl's flanks and paunch: at one point, Randi hooking tummy so vigorously, Mary Murphy has to be shot with a tranquilizer gun at ringside to settle her down.

R4: Cheryl retreats to ropes pouting, sullen: she sets up crafty, pointing the left shoulder, holding left across her gut, right at her chest. Burke a little smoothy here - rolling and dipping shots, then snatching back quick right uppercuts and swiping left hooks - just sampling her blonde tummy, tits and chin. Burke scoring, then rolling to her right, covering up against Randi's angry receipts: blonde punches bashing off tanned brunette body, but hitting only what Cheryl's willing to give up. Cleaner punches tucked in by Burke: she defends the pocket, induces punches out of over-eager Randi, then tidies her up through 4.

R5: Girls fighting shoulder to shoulder at midring, trading hooks thick amidships; biting to chin. Even bump n' slug - stocky-legged girls rotating gently clockwise as they bump, swat, and cover up in turns. Down the stretch, Randi fetches Cheryl a terrific hook to paunch, cramping Burke up, putting her wobbly butt: little blonde finally able to push forward, clubbing Burke's head and shoulders and Cheryl totters backwards. Ropes: Randi squares away, pouring in palm-down criss-cross lefts and rights, pancaking poor Cheryl's slumping fatty-packets. Brunette momentarily helpless, soaks up a jug-mugging as Randi's little body tightens up with the rapid-fire effort.

R6: Clever Cheryl shows the left shoulder-roll: she's making Randi miss, then picking her up swift right uppercuts and nasty, swiping left hooks. Cheryl fighting with lips off clenched teeth: she's really digging in with body punches, trying to wick away some of Randi's sturdiness. Evans forward, but frequently forced into earmuff to regroup: good accurate licks/sidestepping movement from Cheryl keeps Evans turns and largely under wraps through 6.

Burke/Evans conc. (Beach bout/dancers)

Posted by simguy on 6/18/2009, 3:50 pm, in reply to "Special all dancer affair: Cheryl Burke vs Randi Evans pt1"

R7: Succulent beating adminstered as Randi takes Cheryl to ropes, putting a tummy on brunette as necessary to stabilize. Randi a tireless little juggernaut - constantly bodying Cheryl to ropes, shouldering her, then hooking paunch, or working in behind her elbows. Burke bullied - constantly stacked and restacked, treated like a sack of punching meat here. Sullen pout on Cheryl's face as she's systematically worked over: Randi grunting, huffing, and puffing, but grinning throughout - she's lovin' it on Cheryl through 7.

R8: Cheryl fighting well off ropes - she rolls-and-counters, picking up Randi's chin with that sneaky little right uppercut inside...then moments later lighting the blonde up a swift left hook (jaw)/right uppercut (chin) combo. Randi blinking, distressed: she's wobbly butt for the first time, swaying on the spot: Cheryl gathers her up, reverses positions to put Randi on ropes for the first time. Cheryl getting after her blonde: head under Randi's chin; black tousle scrubbing blonde face; pumping rights and lefts kneading blonde breadbasket; vicious hooks digging in behind Randi's right elbow. Poor Randi suffering: blonde hair damp in her eyes, lips parted - curvy legs holding her up as Cheryl applies beef to the problem. Bell: Burke bodied up, pushing on Randi - brunette tucks an extra left hand cheap to gut while leaning on her girl - just for insurance.

R9: Randi energetic, tireless: she shakes off all of Cheryl's good work - pours back on to take Burke to ropes. Cheryl SO dismayed...she thought Randi was weakened, maybe ready to go. Evans pushing in, squirming, wrestling apart Cheryl's guard, then digging in: blonde a non-stop little jackhammer, working brunette body non-stop. Poor Cheryl! Pro-champ wearing down, carrying a few extra pounds in the offseason: chub starting to weigh Cheryl down as chugging Randi pumps for points.

R10: Same again: Cheryl looking exhausted, slumping hurt and cranky on the ropes - she just can't keep Randi off her. Evans squirming in tummy to tummy - reaching under Burke's arms, chesting her upright, bumping her, digging at her. Pumping, chugging rights and lefts bump at Cheryl's tummy, putting her butt deep to ropes. Swatting, swiping hooks and right hands chop at Cheryl's ribs and flanks - occasionally humbling her little dancer's jugs. Evans picking Cheryl's groggy face up via short, brawny little right uppercuts: blonde smiling when she scores that punch - her arm popping a thick little bicep as Cheryl rocks back. Burke loose, arms draping around Randi when not covering up earmuff: blonde puts crop to haunch, bouncing mitts meaty off Cheryl's back and sides at bell. Comes back stunning UD10 - Randi Evans!

After: Evans a leaping, shrieking little maniac in victory: Burke petulant - scowling, hands on hips and looking like she's just been treated shabby. Cheryl grows tired of Randi's antics and tells her to 'grow up': Evans immediately in Cheryl's face, barking back. Angry Burke challenges Randi to clinch-fight right then and there: officials still scratching heads when girls hug each other up, twist and turn each other to ropes.

Pretty simple: girls in tight, chest to chest hug - each clinching the other up high while working brutal knees to the opponent's thighs. Each girl possessing thick, curvy quads and full glutes - it's a slow, grunting process as fighters take turns twisting the other into ropes, the better to work on her. knees dig inside and outside both thighs - girls squirming up top to get the other ropeside.

Bit by bit, it's Randi: her legs competition-hard right now, able to take Cheryl's work while Burke's start to give way. Randi on top more and more, holding Cheryl against ropes and giving her what for. Gets worse as Randi's able to work around Cheryl's left flank, finally taking her back: Burke groaning as grinning blonde wraps up around her chest from a strong belly-to-back position.

Slow, grinding defeat for Cheryl as girls slide along ropes with their right sides - Randi systematically working Burke's glutes and hammies with pumping knees. Blonde's right cheek on brunette left shoulder - Randi's face all content, often closing her eyes and smiling while getting her knees in. Cheryl trying to twist in the grasp - bring her left arm up and around, but she can't turn herself: Randi's got her. Fight meanders into a corner - poor Cheryl clutching at top ropes, face pinched as Randi pumps methodical knees to plump backside and hamstrings. Cheryl's legs give way at last, putting her on all fours: sweating, flushed Randi bellows down in exultation, ready to start stomping when officials FINALLY move in.