Before: 10 bitter rounds invested in one another, no decision yet - and both women remain absolutely convinced of their own supremacy in the first fight. "No question, she quit," says Brittany, "in the 10th, if you play the tape and pick up the gain, you will hear her blubbering softly 'stop, stop' - that's a verbal submission and the ref willfully ignored it." Connelly confident the second fight will vindicate her. "I think this fight will be much, much easier for me. Daniel got used up in that first go 'round. Nobody takes a beating like she did and ever fully recovers - she's damaged goods. When she gets hit hard, the legs won't be there this time - we're going to see what the accumulation of Jennifer Connelly punches is all about." When asked about the fearful punishment taken and received against Garner, Jen whistles a different tune, "I was winning that fight and I had Garner down, almost out. That's what you should be focused on - how badly overmatched Daniel truly is against me." Daniel in black bra style bikini, Jen in red off the shoulder top bikini.

During R1: Collision midring, Jen hooks Brit's chin, scorches her a hard right hand - brunette backing blonde up into the Krusher corner under a barrage of hard punching. Daniel digging in, Jenny squaring up - hellish give and take as the girls lean in cheek to cheek and tear it up downstairs. Janet Jones screaming "WORK!" as Daniel struggles under siege. All three minutes, girls just taking turns shaking each other with 3 and 4 punch thumping bursts to the midsection, both girls brawny with the shoving, alternating their head position inside to either opposition shoulder. Bell sounds, Connelly's still digging into her girl - Janet Jones leaping up onto the apron outraged at the late hitting as Jen's tackled back by the ref. Girls snarling, still trying to get at each other after a high octane first.

R2: Now it's Brittany out-banging her girl in the middle of the ring, clubbing away toe to toe to drive Connelly into HER home corner. Daniel pushing up on her girl, getting low with her shoulder to prop and she's hard on the belly, hup-hup-hupping away downstairs with shoulders rotating, arms pumping. Connelly teeth bared, digging back in spots - girls are just throwing everything into this fight early, holding back no reserves. Daniel nice and tight on the inside - she's getting her little right uppercut into Jen's plump rack, digging a hook to the opposite flank, then curling in the left uppercut to the chest. Bell sounds - Daniel pays her girl back, herky-jerk lefts and rights to the bosom until the ref peels her off, leaving Connelly smoldering, butt in ropes, eyes hurt and angry.

R3: Oh, they bang away. Crowd delirious as neither girl bothers to box - they're just wading in, clanging and rubbing heads, bumping with the lead shoulder, getting off busy downstairs. Brittany wants the whole of Jen's torso, touching the abs to set up the rack attack, occasionally digging around behind either elbow as fight drifts aimlessly to the ropes. Connelly more single minded - she's thumping away on Brittany's tight paunch, getting her girl stooping forward, then looking to hook the liver or even 'round the back to get at that kidney. Bruising back and forth, girls taking turns bullying each other along the ropes, twisting and turning one another to reverse positions. Punching hurtles back and forth after the bell - ref having to work hard to split 'em up - both girls seething, glaring at each other over the official's outstretched arms.

R4: Brittany mixing it up, tagging Jen a whistling right on the jaw, hooking her in the mouth, then thump-thumping away downstairs to paunch. Connelly giving ground in stages to the ropes, covering up to let Brit get off, then looking to time a jagged counter into the blonde's body. Daniel the aggressor, working her girl along the perimeter, stepping with, keeping a head or shoulder on Jen in between punches. Work rate is incredible - girls just mustering more and more effort, each trying to snatch just one more mittful of belly or tit, pouring it on with no thought of saving energy for the long run. Punching spills on past the break - Connelly reaching hurt around Brittany's shoulders as the blonde mauls those melons, chugging away until ref actually enforces the break. Both girls exhausted, open mouthed in their corners - Daniel complaining of stiffness, legs feel weak - Connelly grimacing at the work done to her breasts, puffy under that left eye.

R5: Connelly with a booming hook to the right flank, shakes Brittany up, moves her a step to her left. Jen keeps it up - another thumping hook in the shoulder, another skidding off the top of the skull - Daniel wilting in a clockwise stagger around her girl. Jen mixing in the right hand to the upperchest, then turning over the hook - she batters her girl to ropes in early action and digs in hard to the gut. More shoulder to shoulder, heartless warfare in close, girls just trying to get underneath each other and work, no thought of clinching or getting out of there to regroup. Down the stretch, both girls come off the body with luscious hooks and CONNELLY GOES DOWN! Jenny seriously hurt, comes up blubbery, lolling on the ropes as the ref issues 8. ON COMES DANIEL! Brittany crouching, feinting, then blistering Jenny with straight lefts and rights, jackhammering away upstairs as the brunette tilts to the side, ramshackle guard letting the punches through. Brittany piling on - coaxing more power out of her taut body - she's just moving her hands, bludgeoning Connelly senseless. Jenny reaching forward to clinch, but she's stacked up by a murderous burst of body punches, migrating to her chin as Daniel curls in the uppercuts. Mouthpiece dribbles off Connelly's teeth - Brittany sails into those unprotected jugs - oh the humanity. Daniel just pancaking away, Connelly staring, head lolling, body shaking under the concussive impacts and THE REF STEPS IN! Fight stopped with just seconds left - man shaking his head parentally as he cradles the battered brunette - TKO5 Brittany Daniel!

After: Daniel bursting into exhausted tears of elation - she batters the hated Oscar winner and emerges from 15 rounds of excrutiating punching the victor. Connelly numb, dazed with disbelief - already pundits are speculating about what 10 hard rounds with Brittany, plus 4 brutal rounds with Garner and 5 more insane heats against Daniel adds up to. "I stopped her to the tits!" Brittany screams before marching over to take a wobbly Jenny C for a triumphal walk of shame. Daniel can't help herself - she drapes a limp and shabby Jenny C over the top rope, chest first, right in front of Cat Bell at ringside and BRITTANY HELPS HERSELF TO RUMP! Daniel making enemies with every open handed clap to her opponent's delicious backside - Halle Berry in the audience glaring, shaking her head at the atrocity, Bell clicking her tongue in disgust. Groggy Connelly tries to push up off the ropes but gets shoved down as Daniel rides her left hand on her foe's pale back, stabilizing her for spanking rights. Obviously FCBA warnings to Krusher management have gone unheeded - the proof: Janet Jones standing in the ring, arms crossed, big approving smile as she takes in the flagrant post-fight abuse - no effort's being made to rein in this little hellcat.