VICTORIA's SECRET BODY SADDLE BOXING

Posted by Simguy on 7/22/2007, 6:22 pm..

Before: Charlize, her Krusher attendants, VS luminaries including Giselle Bundchen and her model/saddle-crew member hit Hawaii in a gaudy splash of partying, nightlife, and publicity. “I love the islands,” a boozy Theron enthuses during one of many poolside interviews, “We’re taking the tournament global as you know and what better setting to kick a girl’s ass than beautiful Hawaii?”

Lilly generally shunning media and spotlight—but enterprising papparrazzi can glimpse her jogging along the surfline, sparring in her camp, pumping iron: she wants to be a healthy strong 120 to fight the taller, bigger blonde. “120 pounds of muscle will be enough,” says the beautiful young brunette with determined eyes. “I don’t need to come in at 130 to compete: I just need to be at my best weight, and I’ll give her hell.”

Theron a gaunt 124 during weigh-in, reminding some of the reed-thin turn in “Mighty Joe Young”. Add to that glove differential insisted upon by CT to give Evangeline a ‘fighting chance”—regular 6 oz gloves for CT; paper thin workout gloves for the li’l bruiser. Charlize in white bikini, ring connections, pretty blonde curls. Evangeline in pastel pink, mauve, blue floral print sport bikini with bra style top; long tangly curls tied back in ponytail with bangs framing her face. Outdoor ring set up amidst bleachers at Hawaii Hilton—large crowd by open-air boxing standards.

During R1: Charlize grinning, hands low as she bats mitts together, stepping into wide stance all bandy-armed and loose. Evangeline much tighter—dukes at cheeks, deep crouching posture, uptempo feet as she darts in and out, circling to either side, or pops well out of range to regroup, CT gangly with her hands—looking for a lazy right uppercut off her thigh—poking the jab, then sporty brunette pounces in with a hard overhand right as Charlize lifts the ill-considered right uppercut: Lilly toggles Charlize’ face hard to starboard—Theron sent stumbling backwards to ropes. Lilly pounces again, driving her head into Theron’s breasts: height differential similar to that between CT and Teri Hatcher (“3 Days in the Valley’). Grin gone as Theron feels Lilly burrow into flat blonde tummy—‘Vangie’s strong shoulders rotating; muscular short limbs ramping up the score as CT grunts forward. Theron looks to tie up, clasping Lilly behind her head; Evangeline lifts right arm up, fits her elbow down into the hold, pries it apart and punishes Charlize with a fresh barrage to ribcage. Down the stretch—Charlize trying and failing to dislodge her brawny tormentress as Lilly pins CT on turnbuckles—Evangeline cups her left hand behind Theron’s head, pulling it down level with her own. Tuff, scouring work with the right hand as Lilly cleans up Charlize: thud, thud, thud to tummy; scraping, rasping right uppercuts against the face; back on the body thump, thump thump; up into those Oscar winning breasts. Bell: Charlize panting, scowling, all scuffed up: Evangeline releases her with a shove, whirls, stomps to her corner all flashing eyes and seething chest.

R2,3: Theron being a bit of a diva—refusing to believe the first round happened, hands are low, chin is up imperiously high. CT trying to lift long right uppercuts into Lilly, looking to end Evangeline with a single glorious punch: Evangeline weaving side to side, staying low when she’s not engaging Theron, constantly threatening to turn either Theron flank. Charlize jab occasionally snaps up off the hip with venom—she’s warned for backhanding—but when she’s serious about it—Lilly must respect it, Evangeline bobbing and weaving very effectively however and victimizing CT with that overhand right against loose right uppercut: Charlize clocked to chin over and over again to the delight of the crowd as compact brunette girl-next-door scores lusty on statuesque blonde icon.

R4: Charlize getting her hands on Evangeline—palm-pushing the smaller girl around—Theron more authoritative when she can Lilly stumbling around. Charlize still not landing much—but she’s not paying as high a price—usually getting her mitts on Lilly after getting off, shoving Evangeline and walking her around, Lilly doing well whenever CT looks to tie up shorter woman’s head: Evangeline crowding in close and ripping at Charlize’s toned underbelly, majestic ribs with tart-punching fury. Theron frequently shaking her head “no” into the crowd when Lilly’[s busying herself downstairs—letting the crowd know the kid’s not hurting her.

R5: Theron missing her overhand right, but it’s making Lilly dip on the defensive: Charlize looking to lift licking left hooks into her foe on the come-back. Lilly uncomfortable for the first time—unable to penetrate and force Charlize to ropes. Blonde unable to hurt her puckish opponent, but now clearly in control with rangy power punches backed up with hardhearted shoving and body-pressure. Bell: winsome smile is back—Charlize waving to the crowd en route to her corner, even taking the time to trip the poor ring-card girl as she’s beginning her walk.

R6: Lilly with a plowing headbutt to the breastplate drives Theron to ropes with bleating cry: Evangeline digging over a dozen plugging lefts and rights to breadbasket before Theron can clinch and organize. Bigger woman getting a shock in the clinches: she can slow Lilly, but brunette’s short, power-packed arms work tirelessly to writhe and wriggle, constantly freeing up and renewing the attack on Theron’s midsection. Lilly warned for the constant bump of her forehead against Charlize’ jaws or upperchest—shorter brunette stamping, pushing, doing whatever she can to keep CT pinned on ropes. Theron grimacing—clasping Lilly behind her head but unable to control her; brunette just swarming, gnawing, digging. Late the round, Lilly is warned for pounding Theron’s creamy thighs and finally pulled off the blonde: Theron groaning, gripping her world-class quads and glaring with how-could-you-eyes.

R7: Flagrant take down, Evangeline Lilly: brunette just lowers her head, piles into Charlize, wrapping up around the buttocks to spear-drive blonde into canvas. Crowd roaring up out of their seats; Charlize’ legs instinctively curl around Lilly’s hips to establish guard: Lilly just as instinctively squirms up onto CT’s chest, trying to impose will as ref works hard to disentangle. Upon resumption—Theron looking a little gassed and confused: Lilly drives in again, tacking up around the waist, legs pumping furiously to drive CT to ropes. Lilly working insanely hard—stocky arms crossed as she bobs in front furiously to drive CT to ropes. Lilly working insanely hard—stocky arms crossed as she bobs in front of Theron, ripping hooks and chop-right hands against Charlize’ ribs out of the crouch. Theron grimacing—her bigness making it hard for Lilly to hurt Charlize with any one shot—but Evangeline’s been landing near 100 body shots a round—pinking Theron’s ribs up nicely in the process. Add to that headbutting, the shoulders, the nudging elbows in under the breasts and Lilly’s giving Theron a taste of the standard girls like Neve, Jewel, Rachel, Allison Mack and Evangeline Lilly have been setting at 120. Lilly not all just muscle and energy here: look at her dip or pivot to the side, tearing at CT from fresh angles and evading Theron’s weary counters. Charlize mouthbreathing at the bell: holding Lilly behind the head and grimacing/shuddering as Lilly packs in another brace of body blows.

R8: Is Charlize wobbly butt? Theron looking a little shopworn off her stool, tries that looping, low-slung right uppercut and gets clocked that vicious overhand right in receipt: long blonde legs give a shimmy as Charlize head tosses hard-right. Charlize groggy, tilting forward earmuff: bitter thump of Lilly’s deadly hook sounds out from Theron’s flank, just snug behind her elbow. Left hook chops at CT’s right ear; left uppercut scrapes against her face, neatly squirting in between her raised mitts; right hand chops at CT’s left jaw line. Theron pulls back, straightens up, eyes glassy—she backs away as Lilly pounces, gambling on an overhand right and CHARLIZE GOES DOWN! CT sputtering to all fours, shaking her pretty head—then slumping wearily to her right hip; ref crouching in just inches from CT’s ear, shouting the count so she can hear over the crowd, She’s up, but woozy, slouching against ropes with a groggy, pouting expression. CT shows earmuff as Lilly hurtles in: Evangeline squares away crossed arm, snatching a gorgeous sequence of taut, snappy lefts and rights off Theron’s glistening flanks, trembling abs, and swelling cheeks. Lilly warned as her left hand reaches to pull down on CT’s head, but ref lets it go: Lilly works Charlize over righty—tapping the gut, ribs, face with non-stop, blue-collar chugging. Bell: Charlize busting up, shaking her head defiantly but wobbling to her corner, She’s looking weak at the weight, heat of the tropical sun taking some toll; Lilly fresh, upbeat and heartlessly focused as she sits down with a single word: “Water!”

R9: Theron corner screaming at her—fans in attendance pulling at their hair: what the hell is she doing? Charlize hands low—trying to wade into Lilly strong, missing her right uppercuts and slinging left hooks as Evangeline crouches and scoots underneath. Lilly POUNDING righty to Charlize exposed face whenever Theron hoists that awkward right uppercut: Charlize generally much crisper with that punch, paying dreadfully for her sloppiness. Theron staring into punches, arms akimbo, gloves stacked right atop left at her tummy—she’s able to take a great deal from Lilly, but the volume is having a numbing, bludgeoning effect. Evangeline wary outside—still bothered whenever Theron resorts to jabs, but scooting brunette footwork and tireless upperbody movement keeping her safe for the most part. Penetration is rapid and ballistic—Lilly just suddenly ON Charlize, usually with a headbutt in the breasts and a clawing flurry of body blows to chase CT to ropes, once at the cables, Theron looks wan, puffy, sluggish cranky: her best ideas seem to be wither pulling down Lilly’s head or covering up earmuff to give away her ribs. Evangeline at and on Charlize at all times, fighting close off the chest—brawny little arms working to wriggle free and continue the constant digging assault on that glorious torso, When she can, Lilly pulls Charlize’ head down with the left and works her over righty: uppercuts skidding across face, or plugging bodyshots taking Theron over and over in her midsection. This is clubbing, brutal fair—with Lilly literally landing dozens of blows from this posture as Charlize stops into it, her right hand pulling down weakly at Lilly’s left elbow. Ref’s breaks very infrequent as Lilly’s getting off at a good clip and action is more or less sustained. Theron takes a terrible beating from the smaller woman, wanders aimlessly and lumpy to her corner, flopping down on her stool in an exhausted haze.

R10: More Lilly—she’s fresher now that she was in the first. Charlize long, trim legs just can’t hold canvas: hundreds of body have seen to that. She’s hustled to the ropes and shoulderblocked hard in the midsection: Theron crumpling forward with a woozy shout, eyes clamped tight, lips curled back. Evangeline settling in, scrounging for extra body blows, wrestling her way free of Theron’s rangy clinches, then digging afresh to ribcage, then digging afresh to ribcage. Breasts? Lilly takes them—scrubbing and smudging ‘em as CT blurts in pain, eyelashes fluttering. Face:? It’s more and more available—Lilly hacking short, clubbing strokes at it with either fist, then bobbing down to avoid any receipts. She needn’t worry: Theron’s not answering back—just pulling at Lilly’s head, or crouching forward earmuff, absorbing a steady drumming assault hip to head . Charlize seems loose, almost ragdoll—but at no time are her legs threatening to give away. Battered, she simply leans forward or back, soaking up her beating, grimly going the route as Lilly buries the blonde under sheets and sheets of suffocating leather. Bell: Evangeline jumping away, stoic face giving way to fresh-faced exultation: she’s the UD10 victrix—WIDE!

After: CT’s puffy face, closing eyes the colour of milk as decision is announced: she’s absolutely mortified, unable to process the debacle as Lilly is  mobbed by her closest

Associates.

Ring is cleared: Giselle, Lima, Ambrosoria (or whenever) and other’s encroach; small, gloating smile on cruel faces as they bring Charlize’ black, silver-studded saddle over. Charlize’ eyes well up, but she stands her ground, then puts her arms through the shoulder straps as Bundchen holds the saddle as though it were a coat for CT to slip into. Adriana Lima grins as she REEFS on the belly strap—hard leather cutting into firm tummy meat: Theron grunting in shock as Lima cinches it tight. Oh, they’re strapping her in and they’re trussing her up—checking and rechecking the loops and belts—pawing at Theron and turning her so adjustments can be made. VS models loving it—all of them of record as Being outraged at the prominent place being given Theron: her first defeat more than relished by all concerned

Lilly pushing hair behind her ears as CT is finally presented—short girl helped up into tall girls back and kneeling into it jockey style. Lilly takes hold of the shoulder straps and barks “Go! Giddyup!” Coaxing Charlize forward. Theron bravely holding tears in for a few steps, then waterworks flow: it’s just not supposed to be like this. Lilly given a special leather crop by Giselle: Evangeline promptly employing against blonde haunch, urging speed from the mount. Theron blubbering as she breaks into a loping canter—small jugs a-jumpin’ as she stomps around the ring amidst shrieks of delight. Bets legs in Hollywood badly weakened by a sustained  body beating tonight, not to mention a disastrous weight loss program before—Theron reeling after a few circuits of the ring, finally stumbles and crashes headlong into the mat as grinnin’ Lilly rolls free.

It’s not over for Charlize. Lilly directing Bundchen and the rest to help CT up: then Evangeline waves her hand to coax the ringcard girls forward. Timid at first, they soon warm to the task—each taking their ride atop Charlize and driving her to the canvas.

At the end: Theron sobbing for breath, lying on her side, hands clutching at her shoulder straps, Legs twitch, all used up; eyebrows high, eyes shut, mouth open as she gets her first taste of the cruel dish she’s been serving. Evangeline Lilly through to the second round with a shout.

Reposted by Archer 9/28/09.