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18 June 2011 Mila Kunis vs Emma Watson

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Posted by simguy on 6/18/2011, 9:24 am

BEFORE: Pundits impressed by Watson's improved strength and conditioning...some even moved to compare the young Brit with Jamie Lynn Spears...Watson taking it all in stride. "It's nice to be getting some attention for my hard work," Watson demures in prefight, "but to be quite frank, I'd be disappointed in myself if I topped out at a Jamie Lynn Spears level. I'm pushing myself to much greater heights, and one of the rungs on that ladder is Mila Kunis. She's dangerous after a fashion, but I truly believe I come in the stronger woman, and I WILL prove it to Mila on fight night!" Kunis smirking, rolling her eyes on cue: hasn't taken the newcomer long to master HISC-trademark disdain for opponents. "This kid's another UK tomato can," Kunis sneers at podium. "We're working an ABT plan for Emma: Always Be Touchin' and I can't wait to start executing. Will she go the distance? God, I hope so: giving HISC a 10-0 rout right off the bat will put me at the head of the table come bonus time!" Emma in pink stretch cottom sports bra; pink sport bikini bottoms; small black mitts; short brown hair off her face via thin black head band. Mila in dark aubergine bra and sport bikini bottoms; small black mitts; hair in slick high ponytail.

During R1: Girls complete 3 clockwise circuits before moving in: Emma feeling for Mila via pushy left/right, then putting pepper on a follow-on hook. Kunis bobbing/weaving - pumping her jab...she's sprucing Watson's face up early - pivoting clockwise off the 2-poke. Spicy stuff: Mila with a catspaw-cuffing hook against Emma's breasts; Emma with a pounding right angled down into Mila's breadbasket; Mila with a chippy little right uppercut, then a wide, buggywhip right hand to Emma's left hip. Classy, crisp back and forth - neither girl staying in place long enough to risk getting outworked or nailed. Down the stretch Mila feints Emma; brushes her the wide hook, then leans in close to get the choppy right hand tight to chin. Watson startled - eyes closed, eyebrows high, lips parted "Ah-h!" as Mila snatches points.

R2: Same crisp tempo, classy action. This time it's Emma coming forward late - bouncing both mitts tic-toc off Mila's trim waist, backing Kunis to ropes. Mila bobbing on the spot, making Emma miss: British girl stays busy, content to miss up top, then bury the hook thick to Mila's ribs. Kunis frowning, grumpy as she lays back on ropes - right hand at chest/left across her gut - she's getting outworked here, touched in the body and even a little bullied by Emma at bell.

R3: Emma drumming both hands off Mila's tummy early - Watson feeling her oats, getting big on Kunis and walking her down early. Minute mark, Mila in retreat, sliding that front (left) foot...she walks Emma into a slick check-hook to point-of-chin: BRITISH GIRL DOWN! Watson spilling to all fours, wide eyes all star-struck: Mila scowling as she stalks past all taut, ponytail dancing. Watson up in good shape, but tentative - little Britain holding dukes at temples, leaning in and waiting as Mila darts in and out, lashing the ribcage at will, 2-jabbing face as she's circling clockwise for points.

R4: Emma with another strong start - wading forward in crouch, lashing both hands to Mila's body, backing Kunis up. Mila turning at ropes, gradually jabbing Emma into compliance...second minutes sees initiative slowly transfer to Kunis. Down the stretch, Mila working off a stiff left jab up top - stepping into a batting right hand shivering off Emma's waist; rip-snatching the left uppercut off Emma's ribs. Watson gasping, open mouthed in her earmuff: Mila's touching her for points through 4.

R5: Mila spends a full minute circling clockwise, jabbing Emma's pretty face...British girl bobbing, but just can't get out of the way of that stiff poke. Minute in, Watson tries punching instead of slipping, catching Mila a stout right over top the Kunis jab...MILA'S LEGS GIVE A SHIMMY! Well timed punch has Kunis staggering - Watson hacks her an extra right hand up top; hooks Kunis' jugs...Mila stumbles back into ropes shabby. All Emma on Mila: Watson stepping-to, pushing Kunis upright by her shoulders, then getting into the basement with both hands scooping. Mila grumpy, bunching forward only to be stacked upright again and processed. Watson chugging away, getting it done on Kunis: Mila rudely treated to the bell and beyond as ref has to pull exuberant Briton off her foe.

R6: Another minute spent jabbing Emma's tender face...Mila's weight on front (left) leg as left hand spanks PIK! PIK! to eye/cheek. Watson discouraged, reactions sluggish: she's jab-groggy and Mila steps up the tempo. Kunis addressing the Watson waistline tic-toc - straight-arm right/left delivery shivering as small mitts batt off beef. Mila dipping left over left leg - hesitating - then ripping that fish-hook left uppercut off Emma's ribs: Watson groaning in earmuff, hating the touch of Mila in her body. Emma driven back by systematic Kunis pressure, but Watson on the apron turns slugger! Crowd chanting "EM-MA! EM-MA" as Watson bares her teeth, pitches from her hips and has Mila blocking and bobbing. Kunis stymied - unable to clean up at ropes - Watson loses the round, wins a lot of fans with courageous stand.

R7: Kunis rotating clockwise, featuring the jab: poor Emma taking a systematic, cruel face-spanking here. Kunis cool, intense as she steps in the poke - left hand tracking Emma with ease - pounding away to brows/left eye. Round and round she goes, Mila treating herself to Emma...from the halfway point on, Kunis starts dropping in right hands, then looking for hesitation left hooks to Emma's tummy...just breaking the kid down old-school. Kunis making the most of small gloves - grabbing Emma's top - twisting her around...British girl very compliant when tugged, just stumbling where directed. Watson positively Churchillian the way she's turning and taking...little Brit busted up - left eye tapped shut by the bell - but showing no outward sign of quit through 7. Camera isolates on Nat Portman sitting with arms crossed, looking non-plussed...obviously unimpressed with Mila's left hand technique despite the crowd's ovation.

R8: PIK!...PIK!...P-PIK!...Mila smirking now - weight on front (left) leg as she pumps in the poke/pivots clockwise...poor Emma getting beaten to putty out on the end of the Kunis jab. First signs of raggedness in Emma's form - she's reacting late, looking weepy and discouraged...Mila's just stabbing away at will, face-punching Watson stoopid. More top-tugging from Mila draws warnings: Watson really reefed around, almost thrown to canvas by Mila's rough-house. Latter half the round - Mila working in sidearm buggywhip right hands to Emma's waist off the jab; dipping left and chopping in left hooks 'round Emma's right elbow. Withering ABT...it's all too much for Emma. Watson getting touched hard body and head...she steps back hurt, sinks to right knee to cough up the 10-8 with seconds left in the 8th.

R9: Mila at Emma like a crow on roadkill - full minute and a half of predatory circling, jab-jabbing...poor Emma's eyes puffing to slits under Mila's heartless touch. With Watson shabby, unresponsive late - Kunis free to go to the body with both hands licking, ripping and digging...small mitts gouging at Emma's flesh, bunching her up, leaving her back and flanks exposed to Mila's follow ups. Patient, merciless stuff from Kunis has her eyes dancing...she's painting Emma black and blue through 9.

R10: Mila picking apart what's left - cutting punches across British paunch - pushing in on Emma to shove her ropeside. Kunis squaring away - wicked lather applied to the problem of Emma's gut...poor Watson cringing forward, wilting...wilting...HOOK CATCHES MILA! Kunis busted clean to chops as Emma rolls out of the crouch...Mila wide-eyed, hands outstretched like a blind man trying to find a wall...Emma leans in close, kisses Mila a tidy right to chin and PUTS KUNIS ON HER BACK! Emma stumbling to neutral corner...Mila whining in shock, struggling up the ropes...Kunis beats the count! Swaying 8, Mila Kunis and ON COMES EMMA! Watson wading in, shoveling the right hand to Mila's tummy while crowding her into ropes...Watson's brawling Kunis! Mila firming, answering, but taking a thrashing ropeside - little Watson DETERMINED to making a showing. BELL; girls still whaling away all woozy and open-mouthed...10-8 Emma 10th, but a UD10 Kunis overall as crowd finishes up on it's feet.

After: Watson saving face with last minute rally...tense feeling in the aftermath as Kunis squares up, Emma won't back down and security floods the ring-space. "One lucky punch doesn't change the fact that I gave Emma the worst lickin' since Sarah Carter took Leighton Meester apart," a scowling Kunis reports in postfight. "My jab was sick tonight - just touchin' her up all night - I didn't even need to be chopping her in the body the way I was, but I like to be thorough. Look at the kid's face - like putty! Tells you all you need to know about fighting Mila Kunis!"