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20 May 2005 Katherine Heigl vs Mandy Moore

Page history last edited by Archer844 14 years, 3 months ago

 

 

 

 

Posted by Simguy on 11/13/2004, 10:34 am

 

Before: Mandy looking to scoop more veteran chin—she’s bold in prefight. “Our strategy is to look for the shopworn chins atop crowd-pleasing bodies—the Laetitia Castas, the Denise Richardses—girls like that. I think these girls are over-the-hill, but they still get a lot of ink as dangerous beauties, so I get a lot more pop when I knock them out. Denise has such a loyal ticket-buying fan base, the fight’s in the black right from the get-go and best of all—she’s made fun of me. I can’t miss this chick’s chin and she can’t take it. Do the math.” Richards has been in Mandy’s position—the glossy up and comer—she’s not impressed. “Moore’s SO in over her head. I think hat one punch KO over Casta was the worst thing that could have happened to a young fighter like Mandy—she thinks it’s supposed to come easy like that al; the time and when it doesn’t—she doesn’t know what to do.” Denise in baby blue bikini with white strings, with the word “Vixen” written in white script across the backside—Moore in pink bikini, low ponytail.

 

During R1: Flat footed, sliding pace—slow but graceful ring management. Moore being tall—jabbing off her hip, sidestepping while tugging Denise behind the head with the left hand—reversing field in the brunette. Richards dukes at eyebrow height, trying to set strong—she’s a step behind, getting herself turned and negotiated around the ring—Moore making Denise move her feet and look a little awkward at times.

 

R2: Similar stuff—Mandy sliding around Denise, sidestepping her, turning, tugging at her to guide her past—blonde looks the veteran early. Richards just being selective, gauging her girl, jabbing to Moore’s chest to assess range, then sliding in to clinch—brunette taking her time in there. Final minute: Mandy lights Richards up a swinging right uppercut directly on the point of the chin—crowd gaps, but Denise takes the shot well, “Vixen” buttocks trembling slightly, but she’s unmoved by the cleanest blow of the fight thus far.

 

R3: Moore continues to whittle away from outside—jab lumping up Denise’s left eye nicely—Mandy able to dictate range, turn her foe more or less at will—Richards in that barn-door guard, trying to come forward and impose herself with mixed results. Midway through, Mandy shows some bandy-armed power from the left side—slapping away hooks and left uppercuts, she bats Richards’ head up and to the side—brunette stumbles to her left under the swatting, long limbed barrage. Moore able to sail in with a gorgeous right cross on the mouth: crowd groans—Richards stands up to the blast, hands at her temples—if nothing else, brunette showing she can take blonde power, sends Mandy to her corner a little discouraged.

 

R4: Denise has had her look—former champ starts to punch. Lead right hands short as Richards leans in, HARD scouring hooks off the left front foot—Mandy getting tipped ribs and chin, backing away, loping to her left. Richards closing—lead right hand ESXPLODING off Moore’s face, bashing back her face, stunning her—mop up hooks harming Mandy to the body, cleaning up on her chin as blonde’s defense evaporates. Moore’s only plan: run—but legs are wonky, shabby as Denise’s short, murderous punching adds up. Second minute, Mandy comes apart at the seams. Loping to her right at the ropes. Moore’s caught a reaching hook on the face, spills into the ropes all loose and stumbles to all fours. Quaking 8, Mandy: Denise marches in. Short chopping right hand sets up raking hooks—Moore stumbling, sliding along the ropes, shipping shellack—head on a swivel as she clatters sideways and dumps to all fours under sheets of determined Richards punching. D striding away, glaring down over her shoulder as weepy Moore gathers herself for anbother 8. On comes Richards: Moore wilting, eyelashes fluttering, mouth open, hands extended in a pathetic gestire as Denise POUNDS away head and shoulders. Clubbing rights and lefts, smashing Moore’s dazed face side to side—SHE’S DOWN AGAIN! Moore a sobbing wreck, swaying on all fours, belly panting in and out—she forces herself up the ropes as ringsiders scream for the fight to be stopped. ON COMES DENISE! SMASHING short right hand carried in close, pounding off Moore’s face sits her foggy in the ropes: left uppercut; left uppercut; LEFT UPPERCUT! Right hand to the body, push with the right hand; LEFT UPPERCUT and MANDY GOES DOWN! Moore beaten senseless, sprawls on her belly all used up—KO4 in savage fashion, Denise Richards.

 

After: Richards spitting venom as she shouts at Mandy’s KO’d back—ref forced to bundle spirited brunette away. “I punked her with my chin,” Denise crows in prefight. “Little b###h caught me her hardest shots and I just grinned at her: you should have seen her face. Nothing—she’s got nothing. After she did her little song and dance I just went right at her. She’s lucky it was me and not some other chick battering her tonight: anyone else’d pound her kidneys for the way she talked in prefight.”

 

Reposted by Archer on 12/14/09.

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