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20 December 2000 Title Ch Meryl Streep vs Jessica Lange

Page history last edited by Archer844 12 years, 7 months ago

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Boxing After Dark

Seniors Title Bout

Posted by Simguy on 12/20/2000, 9:48 pm

Before: long awaited rematch--Jessica aching to put her Oscar winning rival down after being unceremoniously dumped last April--Streep brawny, big bodied and boisterous as champ, but hilarious lack of activity have most questioning her commitment. Identical styles for both women--heavy feet,. Heavy hands--choosy with their punches--could end suddenly for either. Jessica in white lace push up corset and panties, beefy upper body spilling  out over the tight ribbing--Pale blue corset for Streep, similar fleshy access wherever the corset cuts into her.

During R1: Lange with fists at her temples, poses in front as Streep pops the jab between the mitts to bloody Lange’s nose in the first minute, Meryl not dong much--just a shuffle to the left, but it’s enough to keep Lange’s hands at home--and Jessica’s just turning, accepting jabs in her face it’s her grand strategy for the fight. Midway through, Streep having fun--pokes a jab between the mitts, twists her body and hooks at the tightly wrapped midriff, stamped red blotches on Jessica’s creamy corset. Lange feeling the body shots starts to break down, and in the final minute--Streep hooks body off the jab, then turns into a short Joe Louis right hand on the eye to put Jessica wobbly butt. Lange hurt--hands low--Streep able to palm her with the left and lean into more clubbing rights upside the head to leave Jessica stupefied at the bell.

R2: Streep cocky--pumping the single jab through the mitts and stepping casually to her left--this is fun for her. Half way through, Lange throws her first real punch, a jolting right hand off her temple to Meryl’s chin over top Streep’s jab--MERYL GIES WOBBLY BUTT! Damage seems almost miraculous--one moments, Meryl’s punching Lange groggy, next, moment brunette is reeling away of chafing legs, reaching out for the ropes, Lange taking over the rest of the way, digs at Meryl’s corseted ribcage as the rib cage as the brunette covers up--Jessica standing straight up, twisting her torso into textbook left hooks like she’s in the gym--Streep grunting audibly as Lange’s fist smacks loud against thick torso.

R3: Jessica trying to walk Streep down with that high guard--Meryl shuffling away, pounding left jabs, short right hands up the middle--Lange only answering back after taking a liberal dose of leather, but often catching Streep flush on the head with jolting single right hands. Both women standing more or less straight up and don, barely moving their heads or upper bodies--heavy legs locked at the knee as they just work each other over with methodical strokes. Jessica touching the body on occasion--Streep strictly head hunting, bludgeoning Lange’s nose and mouth.

R4: Streep stationary this round as Lange starts to impose her will, Both standing  right in front of one another, fists up around eyebrows--Lange able to get her shoulder into Streep, bull her way back onto her heels, thump the body with wrecking ball left hooks. Meryl wilting under the body work, but she’s not answering or even moving away--Lange able to square up, dip her shoulder and shift her hips into lusty rips up the right side for a shutout.

R5: Shutout Jessica Lange. Meryl Streep is being systematically broken down all around the ring. Both women flat footed, standing straight up, but Lange’s hands are lower, looser now as she puts punches together. Exhaling loudly as she puts out, hooking to the ribs, chopping out that short right hand on the mouth, then clipping the left hook on the cheek to snap Meryl’s head to side, Streep soaking it up, looking mousy under both eyes and her ribs have to be hurting after Jessica’s tender mercies there.

R6: Streep’s butt touches ropes and Jessica keeps her pinned for the entire round. Meryl defensive, right hand under her chin, left hand jabbing or cuffing Lange on the ear, but Lange won’t be outfought. Jessica jabbing with Meryl--women often simultaneously pushing one another’s chins to the side, but Jessi more often doing something off it, dropping the right hand or coming at Streep’s bruised ribcage with more beef, Another round for Jessica at the bell, women just lower their hands and walk calmly to their corners, sweaty, breathing hard.

R7: Streep trades right hand with Jessica and wanders away with a pained expression--Lange stepping after her, fists at her hips as she wades in,. Another round of big women standing in front of one another and drifting the occasional big shot--often just standing in front of each other, peering through their guards, waiting to get off. Difference is Lange’s body punching--Meryl taking brutal hooks into her thick midriff and just standing there with a resigned grimace. Meryl occasionally timing Lange for a potshot ting right hand from a  sneaky closed stance--but bit’s all Jessica--she’s bullying at this point.

R8: Great bell to bell berating handing out from Jessica to Meryl--Streep often turning heavily away and wandering to open canvas as Jessica stomps after her. Meryl just can’t take the body punching--her tight corset bunching with the impacts as she soaks it up, then moves away all tight lipped and mincing when she walks. Jessica laying it on thick, belting Streep’s generous middle, then cleaving the right hand across the mouth whenever Meryl’s guard dips--Meryl finishing up helpless, arms crossed taking brawny rights and lefts from Lange at the bell,. Comes back UD8 Jessica Lange.

After: Happy, tired smile from Jessica Lange as she waves a taped hand to the fans, the struts over to pull Meryl to her feet by one rounded arm for a totally uncalled for walk of shame. Streep stumbling, trying a little too hard to be stoic--Lange uncharacteristically rubbing defeat into foes open wounds, but that’s what happens when you make Jessica wait nearly a year for a rematch.

Reposted by Archer 8/16/11.

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