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20 February 2011 Vanessa Hudgens vs Michelle Williams

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Posted by simguy on 2/20/2011, 11:40 am

BEFORE: "It's a skank-world after all," Mishy sings in prefight, shite-eating grin in place,"It's a SKANK-world after all...man, I love me these Disney chicks - so snarky; so punchable. 'Nessa's the best - I mean, all magic kingdom on the outside, porn-star on the inside. Who WOULDN'T want to kick that all over the ring?" 'Nessa refusing to be rattled, comes up spewing venom in rebuttal. "Five years is an eternity in the flyweight division," Hudgens begins with Fortune-500 professionalism at podium. "5 years ago, girls were charting paths AROUND Mish - trying to get into title position without having to face her. Now? Every fighter I know has a line in red felt marker going right THROUGH Michelle Williams - usually en-route to a secondary or even tertiary objective. Now, for those of you who don't have a boardroom-speak background, let me spell it out for you: that means Michelle Williams is considered a stepping stone (pause for astonished gasps). Yeah - believe it or not, fighters of my generation WANT Mish; we want to work that zebra print rack, and when we get there? We're gonna TAKE. (turns to a gobsmacked Mish Williams) How ya like me now, Michelle? Wanna take a run at me? Wanna hit me with a pie in the face? Go for it: I'm right here and I want my Mish Williams experience!" Tuff-talking 'Nessa in purple bra with laced-up front; black sport bikini bottoms; small black gloves; long tangly black hair loose, but tied off her face. Mish in zebra print, twist-tied bikini halter top; black velvet sport-bikini bottoms; small black gloves; messy blonde tousle.

During R1: 'Nessa looking to be nimble - play a little jab-and-scoot: Mish stalking, shooting in, tackling Hudgens to ropes and mauling her until ref's breaks. Mishy's agenda prevails: 'Nessa spending a good part of the round squirming under the tyranny of Mishy's tummy, stacked against ropes, taking all manner of bumps and swats in suffocating quarters. Bell: Mish pushes up off disheveled 'Nessa all hands high, face beaming...blonde girl's strut says: "I got this".

R2: 'Nessa rips hook to tummy/hook to chin in slick combo...Williams put wobbly butt! 'Ness hard-eyed, cold-blooded - she jab-jab-jabs at Mishy's face while side-steppin' clockwise, turning MIchelle's right flank. 'Ness dipping in close - weight on left leg: more of that compact, snapping left hook - Mishy taken tuff in her tummy, tits, chin. Attempts by Williams to counter foiled by 'Nessa's springy legs...brunette darting out of range, feinting, scooting back in - busy little hands ripping and sampling at Mish. Down the stretch, all-out Hudgens assault on rack temporarily overwhelms Mish: rapid-fire hup-hup-hup of small mitts parading upon Oscar-winning rack has Williams open-mouthed at bell. 'Nessa: flirty little wink as she turns away, leaving Mish throbbing through 2.

R3: First minute: 'Nessa hopping the perimeter, circling a stalking/crouching Mish. Second minute: Michelle cutting off the ring, weaving side to side to slip punches then CASHING IN CHIN via booming overhand right. Wicked chin-jolt blows Vanessa off her feet, onto her buns: snarky little brunette all staring and gobsmacked as she sits up pretty near ropes. Kreuk up out of her seat at ringside: "KICK HER ASS, MISH!" 'Nessa beats the count shabby, covers up peek-a-boo: Mish wades in with bully's grin wide on cocky lips. Funny thing happens on the way to blonde clean-up beatdown: Vanessa fights savagely from the pocket - issuing compact little left hooks/uppercuts from her tight guard. Michelle punishes the flanks; tummies up to stack and press, but she can't reduce the pocket as Vanessa fights a desperation toe-to-toe stand.

R4: Vanessa counting on her legs - little brunette hopping to either side - using her hands to bat Mishy's punches out of the air as blonde girl storms forward. Williams frustrated in pursuit: very difficult to engage clever Vanessa when she doesn't want to trade. But Hudgy not running: from the minute mark onwards, she'll curl back in to engage - hup-hup-hupping rising rights and lefts in close to work Mishy's tummy, tits and chin. Williams banging back - parking a particularly nasty palm-down right wide behind 'Nessa's left elbow. Bitter back and forth has both girls breathing hard and looking spanked...but 'Nessa's stabilized her front after the knockdown.

R5: 'Nessa jabs Michelle's eye with Portmanesque attention to detail: Williams soon pawing at her own brow, bobbing on the spot, blinking in pain. Cue hooks: 'Nessa displaying oily leverage on tightly curled left hooks - dealing them with equal poise from either foot. Michelle repeatedly clouted upon her jaw/clawed across her jugs. Midway through, Michelle trying to reverse the trend with brawling: Hudgens douses it with gatling gun straight right/lefts in combination - face-punching Michelle into compliance, then hooking her body when blonde girl covers up. In, out, and around - 'Nessa enjoying Mish...blonde girl looking a little groggy, scowling in confusion when a brace of three left hands in quick uppercut/hook/hook succession triple-clips Mishy's chin and SITS HER DOWN! Williams sitting up in shock - blonde curls across her eyes, mouth open...she can't figure out what she's doing on her buns in the middle of a fight! Williams up, but wobbly...very shaky when ref waves Hudgens back on in. RACK MASSACRE! Vanessa surging in, unleashing her fists in a rising hup-hup tide of punches to Mishy's plump jugs...Williams sagging into ropes, lips parted - hands reaching around 'Nessa's shoulders, but there's no stopping the jail break! 'Nessa pumping...'Nessa chugging...Mishy bleating, trying to clinch...brunette in there nice n' tight, but not smothering herself: short-shrugging punches just picking up jug, bunching up the meat. BELL: Vanessa shoves in extra insurance until ref can pull her off. Mish swaying in the wind, her eyelashes blinking against drooping blonde curls when that zebra print top-knot GIVES WAY! Knot undone...Mishy's groggy hands hurry to cover her bared jubblies...some wit in the ops-van cues up "Who Let The Dogs Out?" on the arena PA, cueing every mook in the audience to chime in as Mishy's all hurt and mortified. Celebrity tweets numbering in the dozens: Minka Kelly's will serve as a representative example: "Haha! Mishy's jubblies just fell out!" Emergency repairs in the HISC corner as well-pounded top is re-cinched; ice bag is pushed into throbbing jugs; enswell applied to Mishy's left eye in a NASCAR like pit-stop. 'Nessa upbeat in her corner, taking on water, nodding as her trainer speaks...brunette gets the knockdown back and all of a sudden, Michelle Williams is in a real fight.

R6: Mish with good, effective pressure up the middle - scattering 'Nessa out of her stance, chasing brunette round the ring. Hudgens not ashamed to show leg - disengaging when Michelle seems set and ready - willing to forfeit points rather than slug at a disadvantage. All Mish until final minute: on-coming blonde rushes into that ubiquitous Hudgens check-hook...'Nessa twitching it to Mishy's chin while leaning on right (back) leg...WILLIAMS IS HURT! Nessa over to offence - shifting weight to front (left) leg the better to hook Mishy's waist, then punishing jugs via criss-cross right/lefts in rapidfire tandem. Mishy backpedalling, taking punches: she's covering up aching jugs at the expense of putting her face on sale. Hudgens landing several swift hooks and crosses to Mishy's mouth and eyebrows: nasty looking mouse bulging out from under Williams' left eye testimony to Vanessa's ferocity through 6.

R7: Mishy pushing forward, arms crossed as she bobs-in...but her velocity is slowing. Mishy's face VERY puffy and sore - that left eye all but closed...she's a disheveled, weary beauty, trying to get 'Nessa to cooperate. Hudgens' legs still very lively...she'll bounce-back out of range to lure Mish forward; wheel to either side to turn Michelle...all the while touching Mishy left jabs or whippy-limbed hooks. Hudgy's right hand more selective, but very accurate and hurtful: she'll spit it out off her shoulder, punching Michelle's left eye or tagging her chin - usually off a counter-clockwise pivot. Williams tough, but taking it groggy: on her stool for the break, she's wincing in pain as her people deal with all the damage.

R8: Same again - Michelle trying to bring battle, trying to force Vanessa to ropes: brunette legs have all the answers. Hudgens able to execute fighting retreats - fitting Mishy for left uppercuts/straight right hands while backing up, then turning to escape. Whenever Mishy stops to take a deep breath, 'Nessa lunges in, slap-chopping those aching jugs to goad her foe into rash action. Just a constant tap-tap-tap of small-glove fists touching Mishy stiff - vexing her body - marking up her face. Bell: 'Nessa with the world's snarkiest smirk brazenly looks Mish over...Williams puffy, forlorn, generally ramshackle en route to her stool. Eliza making a move to replace the trainer: Mishy groaning "get her out of here," with a pained expression.

R9: 'Nessa testing the waters...she closes to engage shoulder to shoulder, looking to dig at Michelle in earnest. Result is glorious flyweight two-way hup-hup...little vixens bumpin' and a-scrubbing forehead on forehead in a sleeping bag. Smart tactics: Michelle has less left after a sustained beating tonight...she's forced to throw in her reserves to deny Vanessa a potentially fight-winning onslaught. Hudgens out-hit on the inside, grimacing as Michelle pounds gut/clips chin...'Nessa's primary concern is turning at the apron to avoid ropes, rather than actually outfighting Michelle here. Result is Mish wins a late round, but she's out of gas: 'Nessa all touched up and achy, but eager for the 10th.

R10: Michelle's a warrior, up off her stool to compete...but she's a patchwork quilt of bruises and scuffs, really touched up tonight. Vanessa right at her foe - hooking and crossing on the march to punch Michelle back into the HISC corner, then bodying up to stack exhausted Mishy upright. Wolfpack silent, aghast as they watch: Vanessa Hudgens batters Michelle Williams - only Mishy's curvy legs and Oscar-calibre pride holding her up. 'Nessa pumping the tummy hup-hup-hup - her little shoulders rolling as small mitts beat beef. 'Nessa working up-torso, chugging into already conquered breastmeat: that gets groaning Mishy to react, forcing weary blonde clinches. Ref's breaks offer no respite: hard-eyed 'Nessa back atop Mish in the corner, touching her body, then her head - doing most of the damage up top with withering hooks off set-up, pushing right hands. Mishy in stupor - right hand at her left shoulder/left across her gut as she slumps against turnbuckle, sponging it up. Brunette tears at blonde bell to bell and won't let up until ref pulls her off. UD10 in vicious fashion - Vanessa Hudgens.

After: MIchelle stuporous...walking on her heels...eyes swollen to slits/face beaten to putty...and don't even talk to her about her jugs. 'Nessa showing signs of wear, but she's jubilant - upsetting the HOF bound Williams with a glorious onslaught of punches tonight. "Got into her rack; messed her up!" Vanessa explains, looking up at the interviewer in postfight. "I'm too hungry to be stopped - too good; too fast. Anything I wanted from Michelle, I just took - no negotiation, no please and thank you. People need to realize: I'm bad! I'm a bad little buzzsaw and when flyweights get in with me, they go away in tears. That's the Vanessa Hudgens way, baby: all night long!"