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2 May 2008 Title Ch Elisha Cuthbert vs Neve Campbell

Page history last edited by Archer844 12 years, 8 months ago

Elisha Cuthbert 03.jpgNeve Campbell 10.jpg

 

Unified Bantamweight Title

Posted by Simguy on 5/2/2008, 7:18 am.

Before: “I’m not going to stand here and tell you Elisha’s never hurt me,” Campbell says in preflight. “She has. Our fights have been brutal nightmares, but here’s the thing: I’ve won them all. Elisha can’t spin that fact and she can’t reconcile it with her inflated self-image: at the end of our fights, there’s always just a bit more f me left than her. I brought down Rachel McAdams like a house of cards, and I’ll do it to Cuthbert, too. She Can’t stop me from taking those belts.” Elisha white-knuckling the podium when she speak, “I told my guys--’get me Neve’--because this is where I end her. I’m not the girl she edged out in our previous fights; I’m not being mismanaged by Rachel’s flunkies and I don’t have any illusions about the sport. I’m all grown up; I’m here to do what it takes, and mark my words: this fight is going to mark the beginning of the end of Neve’s career.” Campbell in short black hair (wet); black sport-cut bikini; small black workout gloves. Elisha in hot pink bikini top/teal bottoms; small white work out gloves. Neve making her feeling known with her choice of music en route to the ring: “When the man Comes Around.”

During R1 1: Neve jogging the ring, attacking ‘Lishy in her own corner: blonde beaten uo against turnbuckles as brunette digs in. Bell to bell Neve: she’s in loose crossed-arm, dipping and twisting side to side to haul clubbing leather onto ‘Lishy’s flanks, arms and skull. Elisha grimacing--she too adopts crossed-arm, stooping forward, trying to bib under Neve’s horizontal swings. Rude beating for the champ: Neve just on top, shelling away big-girl as Elisha can’t get out of there.

R2: Total reversal--Cuthbert quickly off her stool and nailing Neve a running overhand right: Campbell forced to ropes where Elisha sets up strong. Cuthbert prodding her left jab; using the extended left elbow to prop at Neve, then hacking her cruel right hands to chin and chest. Elisha also deploying right hands sidearm to Neve’s waist, landing with thick clout. Campbell grimacing, butt in ropes: she’s got her dukes up at her temples, just riding out the storm as Elisha romps bell to bell to even the cards.

R3: Elisha pulls ahead. Nice stubby jab up the middle, punching Neve in the mouth: brunette leaning onto her back (right) leg as Elisha walks forward. Short, brawling rights and lefts in walking barrage from Cuthbert--small mitts bouncing off Neve’s pate,. Shoulders, breasts. When the girls lean in mouth on shoulder--Cuthbert’s rotating her shoulders, thumping away to breadbasket with rolling hup-hup. Neve more selective--left across her tummy/right under her chin: she’s looking to clip ‘Lishy right uppercuts, hen dip and bib the receipts.

R4: Girls move directly inside: mouth-on-shoulder slugging becomes increasingly hard-hearted. Both women tousle-scrubbing as they move their heads to either opponent shoulder. Heavy licks deployed downstairs: Neve doubling up her hook to swat Lishy’s jugs, then DIG seriously at liver; Elisha jerking the right uppercut to Neve’s solar plexus, or hooking paunch. Grim trench warfare--firm glutes trembling with the strain of pushing and walking the other about. Punch for punch, it’s Neve--but by the slenderest of margins.

R5: Bitter toe-to-toe continues--girls edging in with left shoulders, butting, mauling, shouldering for room underneath. Hateful stuff: Neve yanking that hook in, tearing at Lishy’s waist and ribs; Cuthbert pounding back right/left--small mitts snatching at Neve-beef. Both girls clout bicep and breasts while hunching forward--tightly-turned, clouting blows taking a terrible toll. Down the stretch, Neve’s consistent investments in hooks to Cuthbert’s right side pays off: Elisha finally cringing as Neve rings her umpteenth left hand off blonde floating rib. Cuthbert’s legs give a shimmy--she backs off, hugging her body, turning right to help deflect a Neve right hand with the left shoulder. Campbell crowding in over Elisha’s left shoulder, hooking paunch from the oblique angle and herding Elisha sideways to ropes, Round ends with Neve batting away as Cuthbert covers up--blonde’s right hip in ropes for support.

Cuthbert/Campbell conc.

Posted by Simguy on 5/2/2008, 7:18 am.

R6: Cuthbert maturity: badly hurt to the body, she regroups behind her jab, busting Neve in the chops and taking initiative. Spicy Cuthbert right crosses catch Neve at medium distance: brunette earmuffs up, cranes forward to try to weasel her way inside. Elisha sidesteps right, dragging her lead (right) foot in a bucket: she bounces a tangy left/right off Neve’s gloves and left shoulder--then jabs Neve in her left ear while taking another step right. Campbell scowling, getting touched up: she stamps a stiff left jab to Elisha’s breasts, takes a ROCKET right in return--NEVE’S STUNNED! Campbell’s knees buckle from blonde short right cross: Elisha baring her teeth as she steps in on left foot, hooking Neve’s underbelly. Shoulder bump, ‘Lishy: Neve tottering back in disarray--brunette hits ropes, stoops forward behind her mitts as Elisha squares up. Merciless beating for Neve--Cuthbert blistering the Campbell midsection with sidearm right hands, then jacking her up with short-jerk left uppercuts breasts and face. Campbell straightens, leaning into ropes for distance: Cuthbert pours un a right cross clean to chin, hammering Neve’s head back over top rope, Crowd screaming as Neve instantly relaxes--brunette torso lolling forward as curvy legs hold her up. Elisha shoves Neve into ropes, then beat her a thick right/left to waist: Neve groaning, trying to earmuff-up and ride it out. ‘Lishy clobbering away--Neve swaying on the spot as ref has to enforce the break. Campbell woozily to her corner as Elisha’s shrieking “IT’S ALL OVER FOR YOU, NEVE! YOU’RE DONE!”

R7: Oh that right uppercut: Neve takes a savage blast to her solar plexus--hunches forward with a sob, arms outstretched to clinch. Elisha crowding in as Neve’s arms embrace blonde shoulders: cant stop Cuthbert from ramming homer a brace of pumping rights to tummy. Neve’s legs mutiny, knees buckling--she keeps her feet, but cant hold canvas; brawny blonde walks her way to the ropes, Rough shove-and-slug: Cuthbert shouldering Neve rag doll, then battering her--it’s getting tough to watch. Campbell dimly hanging on--dukes up at her temples until her hands are punched or pulled out of the way, then Elisha slams away. Head and body--Elisha mixing it up: she’ll dig away downstairs until Neve’s guard loosens, then she’ll plow home up top. Cuthbert very strong on her feet, leaning into Neve to pin her down--reaching into her guard to pull her hands away from her face: it’s a systematic breaking down of a proud brunette. Campbell sitting in the ropes for support--frequently smote so hard that she swoons out on her feet--eyelashes blinking, lips parted. Bell: snarling Elisha buries an insurance right hand to Neve’s breadbasket, bringing the ref in hot.

R8: Neve looking to edge in for a little nuzzle-slugging: ELISHA ERUPTS TO THE CAMPBELL RIBCAGE! Campbell caught by surprise--stunned by ‘Lishy’s vigor: blonde slamming away right/lefts to torso, batting with such vehemence she winds up hopping on her right foot, left foot up off the canvas as she criers out “WOO HOO HOOOO!” Campbell gurgling, finally stumbles in clinch, mouth open at Elisha’s shoulder, tears flowing. Tremendous output has Cuthbert gassed: she can’t break clinch as Neve walks her into ropes. Campbell methodical--left arm snaked round Elisha’s shoulders--right mitt tucking into blonde tummy and jug before body-ups smother the receipts. “SHE’S HOLDING, REF!” Elisha bellows in between Neve’s digging: Campbell controlling her girl in the topes, working  her over at the ropes, RIGHT UPPERCUTS, NEVE CAMPBELL! Down the stretch, Neve still working out of the wrap starts jerking ‘Lishy tight right uppies in close: Blonde’s head jerking back like a spastic Pez dispenser, knees giving way, face relaxing into stupor, Elisha hurt, slumping butt--in ropes--she’s trying to bury her face in Neve’s chest to take away the uppercut: Campbell responds with plugging right hands to tummy while pinning ‘Lishy down for points. Bell: Neve with a heartless insurance right to chops--following through 100% forearm to bring ref in hit.

R9: Lishy still hurting Neve to body when she gets there: brunette choking back cries, pitching forward into Cuthbert’s arms and clinching desperately to stop blonde volleys. Writhing in the grasp, Neve able to wrest control away from Elisha: Campbell holding and hitting like a Jedi-Master--tucking rights into Elisha’s tummy, tits and chin with sneaky-short pumps. Ref’s breaks create distance: Cuthbert’s crazed, all-in slugging--arms lashing back and forth, shivering off Neve’s torso--consistently buckling Neve/doubling her up. Torrid round ends with groggy vixens tumbling into ropes, writhing in each other’s grasp: Neve backside trembling with effort as she wrestles her rival’s back to ropes, then salts away the closest round of the fight with right hands to Cuthbert’s exhausted breadbasket. Bell: Neve’s on autopilot, tucking away righty downstairs while holding Elisha loose about her shoulder with the left. Ref steps in, yanks Neve away: Elisha sits in ropes, swooning, face haggard with hurt.

R10: Cuthbert ragged, mouth breathing--midring she tries to belt Neve straight lead rights: Campbell slipping in underneath, plants on her lead (left) foot and STROKES ‘Lishy wince-making counter-hooks to liver in exchange. Cuthbert’s curvy legs guve a shimmy--she backs off, face twisted in agony: battered Neve brightens slightly at sight. Middle minute: Campbell consolidating ring position, jabbing and bumping Cuthbert to ropes, then pounding her systematic roundhouse rights to the flank, left arm and waist. Final minute--Elisha battered, stooping forward off the ropes face-in-gloves: she’s just trusting her legs now as Neve squares away. Campbell mouth breathing, sobbing as she summons her last reserves--she begins the thudding task of pounding at Elisha with left jabs, right roundhouses, left hooks. Cuthbert out on her feet: Neve flat-footed, lining up with each shot and turning into it with full hips, legs and back. Shattering blasts bounce off Elisha’s skull, shoulders, flanks--it’s one girl stacking another up and belting her senseless. it’s altogether too much: seconds left in the round--Elisha sinks slowly to her knees, breaking down into sobs as she assumes all fours. Neve staggers away on empty--bell sounds--Cuthbert able to reel to her feet, beats the count. Comes back close--UD10  for the winner and NEW bantam champ--Neve freakin’ Campbell!

After: “No!” ‘Lishy sobs as Neve’s hand is raised; Curvy blonde absolutely heartbroken to be bested yet again after yet another  draining, life-or-death struggle with her nemesis. Campbell nearly succumbing to exhaustion, swaying on her feet, but still alert enough to accept gold belts on her shoulders and waist. Wordlessly, she fronts on Elisha, just making I’m-better-than-you eye contact as Cuthbert blubbers in protest.

Reposted by Archer 7/11/11.

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