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18 October 2003 Title Ch Kristanna Loken vs Brooke Shields

Page history last edited by Archer844 12 years, 11 months ago

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UNIFIED MIDDLEWEIGHT TITLE

Posted by Simguy on 10/18/2003, 7:39 am.

Before: Krusher preflight rhetoric centered upon explaining away and downplaying the Fuentes setbacks--how Daisy’s a “style’ problem, not a real middleweight. “You look at the way we’ve handled every other middleweight out there and your realize daisy’s an aberration,” says Janet Jones dismissively. “Brooke Shields is a much more conventional fighter. Consequently, we’re going to eat her lunch.” Unique camp for Kris this time around, including strength-building segments against Charlize Theron wearing a weight-bearing harness to simulate Brooke’s bulk and instructed to push against and body up on Kristanna--non-punching exercises designed to get Loken used to Shields’ bulldozing tactics. “By the end of camp,” Kris beams, “I was walking Theron into the corners and stacking her up, There wasn’t a thing she could do about it!” Shields agreeing with Team Loken’s argumentation to an extent.  “Daisy wouldn’t be competitive3 with me,” boasts Brooke, “but that doesn’t mean Loken won’t be a challenge. Kris is the more dangerous middleweight and a real puncher--the fact that she’s all wrong for daisy doesn’t mean anything, I’m looking forward to a real physical challenge-something I haven’t had in a long, long time.” Brooke in pale blue bikini top, grey cotton Calvin Klein boy cut underwear bottoms, Kristanna in white bikini.

During 1,2: Patient sharp shooting midring, Girls flat footed stances, pawing and probing each other with jabs, right hands coiled, each just looking for the right time to drop the thunder. Not a lot of footwork, no clinching--just girls staring each other down at arm’s length, flinching and feinting, looking to grease chin with one perfect right. Loken a little busier, occasionally putting the hook on top of the right hand and influencing Brooke back--Kris takes a couple of tactical rounds early.

R3: Brooke stepping up the pace--does 3 things in particular: 1) Moves her jab square to the chest, pounding it in with shock and backing Kris up with it. 2.) Shoots the right hand to the body, taking advantage of Loken’s propensity to guard high. 3.) Riding in with forearms on the shoulders, making Kris deal with bump, jostling the blonde onto her heels and crowding her to the ropes, Brooke outworking Kris after guarding up on blonde--going to the body with thumping, digging lefts and rights, keeping the weight on
to reset.

R4:  Kris a little befuddled--she got pushed around last round, braces herself to stand her ground and Brooke crosses her up with boxing early. Shields stepping to her left, spitting jabs to the face of her opponent--Loken leaning back from the stick, batting at it and Shields CRACKS her a gorgeous extended right cross to PUT KRIS DOWN! Brooke skipping happily to the neutral corner--straight shot off the chin sends big blonde scooting to her backsiode and she takes a woozy 8. ON COMES BROOKE! Shields wading in big-girl--forearm bumps on the shoulders to get Loken ropeside, digging work from there to the ribs, then wider body work to the flanks on both sides--Kris stooped forward, trying to ride out the hurt. Down the stretch, Loken timing her punches off the ropes, trying to catch Brooke mid-stroke and SHIELDS GETS HURT! Brooke clipped a hook as she’s throwing a side arm right to the body--she’s momentarily shook up and takes a short right uppercut on the chin to add to her woes. Shields ramshackle, draping herself onto Kris and riding her into the ropes--blonde muscles brunette into the strands to reverse their position and POUNDS away at the ribcage in close! Shields just hanging off Kristanna’s neck, giving her body--blonde head down in the grasp, slugging blind to challenger’s exposed ribs at the bell, Heroic late slugging converts a 10-8 Shields round into a 10-9--boith women shaken, trembling in their corners.

R5: Cautious beauties stand flat footed at midring, right hands at cheeks, bending at the knees and waists to bat jabs at each other and look for the booming cross. Both adept at dipping under the other’s sizzling right, hugging up around the ribcage and walking the other back--it’s stop and go, body up and break-type action as the girls test each other’s strength. At the ropes, girls take turns mauling each other, bumping each other with shoulders, pushing the forearm tough against the neck, writhing and wrestling up top for punching room downstairs. Scoring blows are few and far between--mostly meaty thumps in the waist or ribs while the girls clinch, press each other into the ropes. Time of possession goes to Loken--she’s getting Brooke’s back against the ropes more consistently then most could ever hope to.

R6: Pawing, probing stuff at midring--girls crouched, using the jab as rangefinder--it’s Brooke landing the only meaningful punch, the same extended, plowing right on the chin that sat Kris down in the fourth. Loken’s back foot slides out from under her as she tries ti step away--she’s hurt, gets stacked up tough into the ropes as Brooke makes her feel the weight. Spirited stuff from Loken though--she slugs her way into Brooke as Shields tries to touch her up from long range--blonde just chugging forward, moving her hands and getting into a nice choppy rhythm in close. Shields blocking, turning with punches, clinching, but nit getting off--she’s out hustled toe to toe as Loken shellacks the waistline, ears with cuffing, hacking rights and lefts. Brooke’s round as she lands the cleanest, hardest blow of the frame, but Kris upbeat en route to her corner, looks the fresher girl.

R7: Kris starting to outwork Brooke on a consistent basis. it’s Shields clinching, bogging down the action, looking to belly-up on Kris and get the ref’s breaks, Kristanna’s walking Brooke back when they lock up, not stopping until she presses that wide, white back into the strands, shoving and bumping on Brooke, then beating her beef in the midsection.  On the inside, Shields looks to tie up arms or hug around the waist--Kris looks to keep her hips back, move her hands and lug away. Loken even bashing away on Brooke’s biceps at the ropes--flat, clubbing blows from both sides as Shields grimaces under pressure.

R8: Kris bodies up, walks Brooke to ropes, palming brunette’s biceps, shoving her around. Out of the grasp, Loken pumps a flat right hand square to the breadbasket, shakes Brooke up then LIGHTS HER UP the frisky right uppercut! Shields suddenly undone, reaching to clinch wide--Loken bunting her forearms into Brooke’s shoulders to break the clasp, starts to put punches on target! Good bump and thump from Loken, nice short punches, tagging Brooke’s chin, dropping down to dig at her thick gut--Shields starting to droop ramshackle as blonde shovels on the hurt. Bell to bell beating brings a whooping taunt t Kristanna’s lips: Brooke all hurt and put-upon, has no answer.

R9: Girls get big along the ropes, taking turns muscling each other into the strands, staying on top of each other and packing in leather downstairs. Greasy back and forth, girls struggling cheek to cheek, palming each other’s biceps, trying to push fopr room then fit in to ribs and bellies. Brooke finally outworking Loken in close confines--getting a nice, ponderous right hand wide to the left side--loud, beefy spank on contact as Kristanna groans. Kris bending forward with fatigue--Brooke helps her to one knee with a riding forearm on the upper back, just keeping the weight on bell to bell.

R10: More of it--girls wrapping up high, getting belly to belly and struggling to be the one on top when they hit the ropes,. Girls take turns on each other--thick, walloping blows across the chest, biceps, shoulder-bumps to reset, tired clinches. Loken loving it at one point, twisting side to side with shellacking, methodical work--pounding away flat lefts and rights at Brooke’s fleshy chest and shoulders as the brunette sags dazed in the ropes. Shields holding back tears at the bell--her butt and back in the strands, clinching desperately as a younger, stronger blonde imposes her will at the bell. Comes back UD10 close for the winner and STILL middleweight champ--Kristanna Loken.

After: Janet Jones leaping for joy, hugging, and backslapping her big blonde thoroughbred--Loken all smiles--it’s what they’ve been working for since Day 1. Shields shabby in her corner, wiping at desolate tears--she’s turned back after finally getting the title shot she’s been demanding and you’ve got to feel for her. “That settles that!” Says a banged-up Kris in post fight, “I took Brooke apart tonight, gave it to her the way she gives it to everyone else and proved that I AM the best big woman in boxing, She tried to muscle me--I stacked her up,. She tried to punch with me--I hurt her. At the end, she was just trying to survive. Nobody can stand up to me! I’m the Queen of the World!” Shields unconvinced--it’s a close fight on the cards and only one girl, Kristanna hit the canvas. “I could have piled on and stopped her, but I didn’t,” laments Brooke, “I let her get away and now I have to look at her with those belts. Next time, I will lay this sham champion out cold and take the decision out of the judges’ hands!”

Reposted by Archer 4/25/11.

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