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20 March 2009 Summer Glau vs Mila Kunis

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Posted by simguy on 3/20/2009, 12:43 am

 

Before: "She's too small," Summer says emphatically in pre fight, "too weak. Listen: I've been put in very, very tough in my career - and I've held my own against the best girls at bantam. Mila Kunis would be hard pressed to score points against Beverly Mitchell - and that's just a fact. I'm punching Mila stupid in this one: I think the fight's a dangerous mistake for her."

 

Kunis incensed, cheeks crimson at podium. "All I've seen Summer do is take beatings," Mila charges. "She's bigger, but I'm tuff, and I won't take her crap. It's not all about the strong girl: the determined girl has a say too, and I'm gonna back Summer up and make her choke on every crappy thing she's ever said about me!"

 

Summer in scarlet bra and panties; brown curls loose; black boxing boot to midcalf; black gloves. Mila in black lace push up; tan boy-leg bottoms; black boxing boots to mid-calf, cut to look cowboy style; tan gloves.

During R1: Summer: right elbow in tight, right hand up, curled palm-down - very protective of right breast; left hand lower, slightly extended, palm down. Mila: dukes up, palms towards her face - slight crouch as she baby-steps forward. Pumping jabs, Summer: popping impact against Mila's guard, knocks her back a step. Mila attempts to encroach: pumping jabs pound at her guard; straight right hand caroms off forehead; follow up jabs penetrate - scoring to face. Knocking blows beat Mila backwards: Summer hops forward in her stance, leads a straight right hand to Mila's face; follows the straight left. That's the way of it: Mila plucky, trying to step straight up the middle; Summer extending on straight, stiff lefts and rights, punching at Kunis' guard and face. Mila constantly punched backward onto her heels; she regroups, tries to come forward, only to be pre-empted and rebuked. Wonderful stuff from Summer: eyes narrowed, getting off in patterns, keeping Mila well out on the end of punches.

R2: Same again: Summer drilling away up the middle, straight n' crisp. Mila repulsed - head getting jacked back by straight stampin' lefts and rights, forcing her to retreat. Glau occasionally hopping forward in pursuit, planting and drilling the lead right hand up the middle, then tic-tac-toe with the straight lefts and rights thereafter - punishing Mila backwards. Glau also pivoting left around a tripled-up jab: she's having no trouble keeping Mila at range.

R3: Ring a ding-dong punching from Summer: Mila bleeding from the nostrils, really getting touched up. Sum mixing it up: jab finding Mila's breasts at times, humbling them; hooks occasionally flowing off jabs where Mila's expecting right hands - clean, fresh clout ensues. Summer's left should rolling sexy as she operates: she's very comfy in her stance here - feeling no pressure as little Mila tries again and again to push-in, only to be mowed down, backed up.

R4: Kunis SO persistent: she's repulsed three times by jabs in volleys from Summer - but eventually, Kunis gets close, lands a chopping right to Summer's chin. Pays for it immediately: Sum with the right uppercut picks Mila up hard; hook to chin nearly sits Mila down - sending her reeling backward on her heels again. Glau hops forward - stamps the straight right lead to Mila's forehead, follows up with the left/right/left straight and stinging to face. Kunis starting to unravel: stumbling a little, mouth breathing. She's lumping up nicely - really having her troubles getting inside to work. Glau's guys happy at the break: trainer gives her an energetic series of slaps on the rump as she approaches, chirping: "Punched her bloody, Sum - good job!"

R5: Kunis nothing if not stubborn: she's beaten back again and again - paying a heavy price for the one slapping right she grazes Summer's mouth with, and the pair of hooks that clout Summer's jugs. Glau pivoting left, punishing Mila with jabs - really banging away now: poor Kunis wobbly butt from the midway point, turning on the spot, reacting sluggish. Down the stretch, Summer drills a trio of jabs, then hops close, carrying a stuffing right hand to the pit of Mila's tummy. "UHH!" Kunis shouts - legs shooting back behind her as she pitches forward, dropping to all fours. Sum to her corner with a rare half-smile: Glau's not one to gloat, but she's loving it on MIla through 5.

R6: Kunis bravely up the middle...but doomed: Summer pre-empts again, spanking away straight, alternating lefts and rights to batter Kunis backward. After a minute, Mila can't will herself forward anymore: she's punchy, stumbling, just trying to keep her stance together. Glau forward behind the jab - knocking at Mila's guard and face, then looking to her jugs with straight, punishing criss-cross lefts and rights. Kunis crying out, trying to slug in reprisal: she eats well-planned hooks as Summer scores to chin, cheek and eye. Down the stretch, staggering Kunis nailed by a series of lefts and rights off her face: she turns in stupor to her right - takes a hard right hand off her temple and sits down awkwardly at ropes. Bell sounds - Glau petitions ref: "Stop it, Ref - she's had it." Mila shouts "SHUT UP!" from the canvas.

R7: Kunis pushing forward ragged: Summer having no trouble piercing her foe's mitts now, pounding away on cute brunette features. Glau no longer tapping away - she's force-feeding the straight licks to Mia now - stepping in with them, looking to hurt. Kunis staggering under the blows - slapping back awkardly (often with her face turned to the side in anticipation of fresh leather). Summer just triggering punches, shelling Mila with precision. Eventually, pair of hard right hands seems to deflate Kunis: her hands drop - she stumbles sideways to ropes, eyelashes blinking, mouth open. That's it: Ref jumps in, cradling Mila to safety. Glau brightens, walks back to her corner for hugs and back-slaps. TKO7 in ramrod fashion, Summer Glau.

After: Glau picks Kunis apart in a heartless display of textbook boxing. Mila a very brave little fighter, but punched into stupor tonight: she just had no answer for Glau's disciplined execution tonight. "Did you see that body shot I caught her with," a happy Glau beams in postfight. "That was the best for me - just picking her up and dropping her down with that. She was scrappy - I mean - I think you could have stopped that after 3 rounds, but Mila wouldn't hear of it. She definitely made me do the work - so that's something. But I'm just in a whole different league, you know?"

 

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