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2 August 2003 Elizabeth Hurley vs Jewel Kilcher

Page history last edited by Archer844 13 years, 6 months ago

 

 

 

 

Posted by simguy 8-2-03

 

Thanks to Ginny for this repost.

 

FCBA providing extra security for all press conferences and undertaking an investigation into rumoured 'ass bounties' being encouraged by both Tech and Krusher head honchos, despite vehement denials from either side. Hurley on the bubble, in the midst of a crash following her remarkable boom - she needs Kilcher to continue her sluggish mode one more night. Jewel a former welter champ of some distinction, having rust issues after a long lay off, and some say the higher skill level at lightweight is proving a problem, but Kilcher's keeping her head high. "The girls are quicker, no doubt about it," says J, "but I'm adjusting. I'm putting the pieces together and I'm just about there. I think we'll see me solve Liz, I know how to fight her and as Janet says, it's just about doing what we say we're going to do in the gym." Liz in union jack bikini, Jewel in teal bandeau, slick ponytail.


Rd 1: Good first minute Jewel, attacking Liz at the ropes - Hurley standing up straight, hands on Jewel's shoulders or around her ears - Kilcher getting off in bang/bang bursts, tight punching across the ribs, uppercuts and hooks up top. Liz unhurt, spins out, gets to midring, starts feeding Jewel the jab, turning her, steering her. Hurley sliding easy to the right, coaxing Jewel to the end of the stick and keeping her there, poking the odd straight left hand onto blonde's face for points.


Rd 2: Identical round - Hurley fading to the ropes, luring Jewel in and setting up tall, but supple, blunting a lot of blonde work as Kilcher squares away, snatches at the body, tries for the head. After the spurt, Liz tugs an arm, gets around a flank, moves to midring and sets up behind the jab, lion taming Jewel in a wide counter-clockwise circle. Hurley's drilling lefts on the face starting to land with pop - she pockets another round in workmanlike fashion.


Rd 3: Liz trying out the Kilcher midsection, lathering a licking right hook across the waist, pivoting around Jewel's left side, hooking her left eye. Jewel trying to get to British chest - Hurley stepping back in good order picks her up quick-clipping right hooks, sidesteps as Jewel flounders hurt, face first in to the ropes. Liz stepping in sexy, sweeping the loose left hand flat to gut, but Kilcher won't be punked. Jewel stunned, but slugging on autopilot manages to scrub Hurley's chin with a series of briskly turned lefts and rights, plenty of forearm on the shots to force Hurley back out. Jewel storming forward with crazy overhand rights, hopping left hooks, chases Liz length of the ring, bundling Brit to the far ropes and climbing aboard. Kilcher putting a good sweating on Liz - Hurley having to be cute, writhing, bending and blocking shots - Jewel scrounging and clubbing away, beating the arms and hips of her girl when nothing else is available. It's another Hurley round - Jewel doing some good work but not having much to show for it as she keeps it competitive in the ring if not on the cards.
Rd 4: More early pressure from Jewel, more poise and deft ring management from Liz to ride it out, then reverse the tide. Fight drifts to midring, Liz in control with the stick - bouncing it off Jewel's shiny face, prodding it range-finding style to the chest, turning on slicing lefts and laying over on the right side low to slip the receipts. Nice slashing stuff from long range - Hurley carving Jewel up through 4.


Rd 5: Liz decides to own the first minute, hooking wide off her jab and dropping a series of drilling straight left hands on Jewel's face - blonde backed into her corner looking baffled, arms crossed, bobbing at the waist. Hurley dousing her girl with slashing lefts and rights, then jabbing as she steps back to move the fight back to midring. Cat and mouse rest of the way - Jewel bobbing, weaving, trying to leap in power shots with glancing success at best - Hurley pivoting to the right, right jabs and hooks nibbling and cuffing at Kilcher for more points.


Rd 6: Liz midring, jabbing Jewel righty to the forehead, then stabbing left down into the midriff, then hooking cheek and pivoting to the right - Jewel starting to wander a little on contact, getting picked up harsh as Hurley sets down. Hurley working from every point on the compass, circling, drifting Jewel HARD in the body, hooking her chin, hooking her behind the elbow - Kilcher visibly slowing as Liz' fists land with thick, loud impact. Midway through, crowd groans as Jewel's head rocks straight back courtesy a rocket left cross from Hurley - Jewel toppling forward, stumbles into a sexy little right hook as Hurley leans onto her back foot. Final minute, Liz backing Jewel up with a prodding jab, then unleashing hell in the corner - Brit going at wounded prey with the right jab, right cuffing hook and spearing, full blooded lefts down the pike. Jewel ransacked, arms crossed, getting shredded - she desperately turns on lefts and rights out of her crouch, trying to get the ref to back off and HURLEY GOES DOWN! Wild exchange sees Hurley munch a Kilcher right hand inside British left - Hurley stumbling to her right and dropping to one knee in shock. Crazy 8, Liz wide eyed, gloves at her lips and ON COMES JEWEL! Jewel barrelling in, head HARD between Liz' mitts, ramming the Brit's head back and undoing Hurley's world class legs. Head butt did the trick, but Jewel covers it up with a shoe-shining burst of lefts and rights against Liz' unprotected ribcage - short swabbing blows guide Hurley to the canvas for another knockdown! Liz gushing from a gash between her eyes courtesy Jewel's shiny forehead, Hurley reeling, barely beating the count at the bell. Tech corner furious, charging the ring, Janet on the apron ready to brawl - this thing's out of control.


Rd 7: Hurley refusing to quit, but she's ramshackle off her stool - cut flowing, legs shot - Jewel hungry across the ring. Whistling right hand shaves past Liz' face as she bends out of the way - legs won't support her and she topples into the ropes. Kilcher hopping in low, snatching a hard right hand across the ribs below Hurley's breast-line, getting it again - good hard, short licks, plenty of forearm/elbow on follow through, sits Hurley gurgling in the ropes. Jewel brawny, palming up on the shoulders, getting British beef back in the ropes, then plowing into the ribs and belly, really bending her knees, turning her torso to tear it up. Hurley draping forward, trying to clinch - JEWEL GETS THE RIGHT UPPERCUT! Kilcher turning on a beaut - Liz face blank to the ceiling as she swoons into the ropes - she's helpless! Kilcher letting her hands go, exploding rights and lefts off Hurley's battered mask and HURLEY GOES DOWN! Horrible barrage sends brunette to the canvas in a broken heap - it's OVER! KO7 Jewel Kilcher!!!!


After: SLUMP! No way to deny it now for Hurley as she suffers another stop, this time at the hands of a vastly inferior, at least technically, combatant. Liz in total control, boxing her fight, taking Jewel apart - Tech lawyers already filing suit over the headbutt which arguably won the fight for Ms. Kilcher. Jewel/Janet delirious in the Krusher corner, hugging and jumping up and down - Janet finally disengages, slaps Jewel on the butt, pointing over at Liz - Kilcher's eyes hungry for Tech-meat as stable-rivalry takes over. Jewel muscling the distraught Lizzie chest first to the ropes, blowing theatrically on her right palm, nodding smartly, and going to town - great ripping claps to buttock as Liz cries boozily into the audience. No details on the bounty if there is one, but the way Jewel's lighting it up, you have to know she's getting rich off Liz' ass. Jewel props Liz' left leg in the ropes to leave her dangling when she's done - strutting blonde owns centre stage on one of the best nights of her life.

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