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19 November 2009 Eliza Dushku vs Summer Glau

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Posted by simguy on 11/19/2009, 12:51 pm,


BEFORE: "Who knows what to make of her?" Eliza says of Summer in prefight. "She got hot at the right time - and hot fighters are dangerous. But I'm known as a bit of a cooler if I do say so myself. Not to be cocky, because I know Summer can box, but I'm pretty sure the clock's about to strike midnight on this girl. Even Peregrym would have had a tough time going McCarthy, Pressly, Dushku...and Summer Glau is no Missy Peregrym." Sum glowing: she's been calling Eliza out for some time now, and it's all coming together. "I feel like Eliza and I were meant to fight," Glau says at podium. "I know I'm drawn to her as a fighting role-model, and I want to make my name on her, so this couldn't have worked out better for me. Eliza said it herself: McCarthy; Pressly; Dushku. I get that done, and I'm in a whole different league. I've got goosepimples just thinking about it!" Eliza in red leather bra style bikini; short black boxing booties; small black work out gloves; hair in curly ponytail, ringlets framing face. Glau in green sports bra; black bikini bottoms; short black boxing booties; small black work out gloves; long hair gently curled and soft.

During R1: Glau dukes chest high, left slightly extended: Eliza right at cheek, torso dipping to the right as she probes left jabs. Early skirmishing features jabs at a distance - Glau striking at Eliza's blocking left shoulder; Dushku groping for jug, leaning well onto her back (right) leg when not punching. Comfy range and pace for Glau: hunt and peck boxing sees Summer keep Eliza well outside, under wraps through 1.

R2: Similar cagey boxing midring - girls well planted, jabbing each other up and down - Eliza leaning away from Summer's limber reach. Minute mark - Glau deploys whippy overhand right that misses; follow-on rangy hook claps Eliza flush to jaw, sending lightning bolts down Dushku's toned legs! Eliza sliding back in her stance, clearly rattled: Summer stalking calmly, locating Dushku in the chest via long-range jabs. Strafing runs from Summer: streaking rights/sweeping lefts stroke Dushku to ropes. Eliza keeping dukes up, blocks much of it, but she's hard-pressed/outworked through 2.

R3: Dushku's first adjustment: get a little close to Summer. Eliza doubles up the jab, announcing herself inside via tidy left hook to liver: Summer brings elbows in, bumping foreheads with Dushku as girls square away toe-to-toe. Digging, scraping stuff more to Eliza's liking: her uppercuts rake against Summer's guard, fixing her for wide right/lefts against either hip. Sum answering back lanky, fetching Eliza succulent dip-n'-rip uppercuts to Dushku's under-rated breasts. Sum competitive, but Eliza bossy: Dushku rights the ship.

R4: Same again: Dushku neatly negotiating distance, forcing Summer to draw in her elbows, scrounge away shoulder to shoulder. Glau willing to trade - dukes at brows, elbows in close to her body as she absorbs Dushku's work, then answers in close. Pretty even until late: Eliza strikes paydirt when a vicious left hook bites deep to liver, skirting Glau's right elbow. Instant shiver of pain through Summer's willowly frame - she backs away all face-pinched, eyes wounded as Eliza walks her down big-girl.

R5: Eliza consolidating on success - jabbing her way in close, fitting her left shoulder to Summer's breasts for steering and bracing pressure. Swatting cuffs and swats lick at Summer's hips/ribs: Eliza touching up that body. With Sum breathing hard and wincing, Eliza comes up top via jerking left uppercuts, picking Glau's cranky face up. Dushku often touching upstairs in order to set up digging hooks to liver: good mix head and body, keeping Glau covered up. Punishing stuff: Eliza well within her envelope, just tidying up on Summer, walking her around the ring.

R6: Eliza looking to step on the gas, close the show: Summer won't have it. Glau stern-faced, jabbing for respect midring, sidestepping after holding Eliza up with poke. Sum stepping in aggressively - leaning forward to pull whippy rights off her hip, over the top - she's catching Dushku to chin as Sheriff's looking for right uppercuts. Eliza beaten to punches, forced to withdraw...once outside, she's getting picked up by Glau's rangy jab. Summer very tenacious - never letting Eliza disengage completely: Dushku finding herself harassed, occasionally stroked hard in a rousing Glau 6th.

R7: Dushku deploying both hands in brisk, chopping salvoes against Summer's waist: Glau's ardor cooled as she's body-punched into compliance. Vicious stuff - the chup-chup-chup of Eliza's body-whacks: Summer freezing up, going face-in-gloves, trying to crouch down to protect body with elbows. Eliza migrating from waist, working round the defences with a rapid-fire batting of Summer's shiny flanks. Glau stooping forward, gasping, baby-stepping about as Eliza beats her. Dushku applying consistent polish - letting Sum totter forward, touching her up, turning her. Glau unwilling to expose her ribs by reaching to clinch: leads to her suffering a terrible bell to bell bombardment. HISC corner sunny, confident - Eliza winking cockily at Claire as Pack members relax through 7.

R8: Oh that stubborn Summer! Eliza moves in to mop up, eats a rangy right uppercut, then a clipping left uppercut, then a left SHOULDER turned into her mouth...Glau baring her fangs, proving doughty under pressure. Dushku rung up...she retreats, hoping to walk Summer into punishment, but Glau immediately going to the long jab, feeling for Eliza's face without undue risk. Dushku trying for pull-counter right hands, but willowy Summer's too far out: it's Glau who's able to counter the counters, finding Eliza's cheek via slapping right crosses. Dushku disorganized: outside, she's having trouble diagnosing Summer's lanky looks and whippy deliveries...Glau stabilizes her front through 8.

R9: Dushku renegotiates range - jabbing herself inside Summer's reach, then brawling with her. Glau drawing elbows in - mitts at cheeks: she'll dip-n'-rip uppercuts from here - occasionally looking to push Eliza off with a chicken-winged left elbow. Dushku the better combination puncher, steadily outworking Sum inside: constant chopping at the hips and waist has Glau mouthbreathing. Sum defending uppercuts well with blocking, but her whole right side is on show, blazing hot pink from Dushku's snatching hook. Toe-to-toe...Summer's gritty, but Eliza's slowly beating the stuffing out of her.

R10: Summer gambling, loading up and leaning in righty: Eliza slips underneath, taps the liver a tucking hook; eases to right leg from which to deliver raking hook-to-chin and DOWN GOES SUMMER! Glau catching flush, sputters, drops to all fours as Eliza struts away: Glau in shabby shape for her 8. ON COMES ELIZA! Crowd roaring as Dushku tries to deliver the stoppage: poor Summer shows face-in-gloves, pressing elbows tight against her throbbing body. Two minutes of savagery: that's what Eliza banks on Summer. Vicious, snatching punches to either flank - Eliza bouncing her fists off the meat, bringing 'em back to her chest to reset. Eliza pushing Summer against ropes to reset, then hacking afresh: it's a brutal, one-sided tanning as Eliza Dushku sends a physical message to her erstwhile rival. Sum paralyzed, battered senseless, but she sends her own message of willowy defiance, refusing to bend the knee in the face of Dushku's fury. Bell: Dushku slightly miffed, breathing hard as Summer slumps into ropes, weeping from punishment. UD10 Eliza Dushku.

After: Cinderella Summer finally comes to an end - no great shame in battling Eliza to a very hard fought decision. Dushku puffy, touched up, but she's got that old fire in her eyes as she grinds out the points tonight. "She IS improving," Eliza says in postfight. "She's narrowing the gap - I'm working harder to beat her every time out. She was motivated tonight - obviously pumped up by the momentum she brought in...but nothing saps momentum like body punishment. Summer's all bendy-backed and slippery, but you beat her body and she gets stiff and slow, just like anybody else!"

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