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22 Nov 2007 Jewel Kilcher vs Carla Gugino

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Posted by simguy on 11/22/2007, 8:40 am.

Before: "I'm catching Jewel at a good time," confident Carla says in prefight. "I'm coming off good hard rounds, I'm sharp and strong - she's rusty and there's always the question of her weight after a long layoff. I know Jewel is very strong, but that's nothing a few good rounds of body punching can't cure. I think this'll be a fun, energetic tussle, and I think it's gonna end with a used-up blonde crying uncle!" Kilcher's nostrils flaring as Gugino's high-spirits stir Jewel's competitive juices. "My fans are going to love me in with Carla," predicts glowing Krusher at podium. "She's prettier than I imagined, feisty, and best of all, she fights just well enough to lose. We're counting on Gugino to give me rounds - because I do need that - but when the punching's done, she's going to be one sorry little brunette." Kilcher taking the fight seriously - taking her camp to bleak Barrow, Alaska to get the weight off and tighten up into fighting form with no distractions. Gugino in crimson bikini (twist tie halter style top; low rise hipster bottoms); small red mitts; hair up, pretty black ringlets framing face. Jewel in baby blue bikini top, navy bottoms; hair back in tight battle bun; small white gloves.

During R1: Methodical pace - girls flat footed, eyes locked. Jewel encroaching in frame defence: right hand at temple, left chop-thrusting out jabs from the shoulder, coming back to tight to guard Jewel's mouth. Gugino crouching - right at her chin - left pawing out jabs: she's stepping right, swinging a succulent right hand in above Jewel's left hip. Steady blonde pressure halves the ring, quarters it: by the halfway mark, Gugino's fighting in a little patch of canvas around her own turnbuckles. Jewel's concussive jab paving the way for bashing rights and lefts - blonde belting her brunette about the biceps, breasts, hauling beefy hooks into hip and paunch. Bell: Gugino wide-eyed, getting her first taste of Jewel's bludgeoning Alaskan-blacksmith act.

R2: Jewel walking Gugino down behind the frame defence - brunette skidding jabs and right hands off blonde guard as Kilcher marches forward. Carla pressurized to ropes - she's grimacing, getting punished - Jewel just setting up flat footed and applying leather to the problem of Gugino's torso. Carla trying a variety of looks to push her way off the ropes: right hand over left breast, left across her gut, wading into the thudding thickness of Jewel's clobbering blows to chest. Gugino driven back, shows earmuff, again wading into Jewel to walk her back: blonde bodying up, muscling brunette back into ropes, then regrouping behind the jab to continue the shelling bombardment. Gugino hammered, but grimly determined - several times she tries to force her way to midring only to be battered back and drummed at ropes.

R3: Bitter exchanges as Carla digs in, trades-with: Jewel systematically uprooting Carla and forcing her backward after brutal, bashing give and take. Gugino SO determined here - hooking Jewel's tummy and tits, fitting that swinging right hand in behind blonde left elbow - some very good leather being landed on sturdy Krusher. Kilcher denying the effects, pounding away short, clubbing rights and lefts to Carla's biceps, chest and ribs; turning into thick, strapping hooks across the paunch to buckle Gugino's knees. Great concussive blows both ways - small mitts bouncing loud off skulls, shoulders, flanks - but down the stretch, it's all too much for Carla. Thudding give and take has Gugino woozy late - she steps back in a daze, takes a veteran knee as Jewel glares down in satisfaction.

R4: Carla's eyes hollow, lips curling off her teeth: she's looking a little haunted as Jewel steps-to, constantly marching on brunette. Kilcher's pace not too fast, but not too slow - constantly forward behind that heavy, chop-thrust jab; turning on blunt right hands in close; hauling home strapping hooks. Thick, rich spank of Jewel's gloves on Carla's body: Kilcher beating at arms, jugs, ribs, tummy - loosening Gugino up, then clouting her temples up top. Gugino fierce, badger-like as she firms in spots and bangs back: her bursts are more rapid, more desperate, pelting off Jewel's frame D. Kilcher always walking through it, beating down resistance wherever she encounters it.

R5: Carla's been burying a succulent right hand in above Jewel's left hip all night - and it's starting pay dividends. Gugino gets a pair or rights in there snug early, drawing a wince and the first sign of hesitation from Jewel. Gugino edges in close with the left shoulder - hooks Jewel's jugs, hooks Jewel's jugs - blonde steps back, lips parted in how-could-you gasp. Carla inching forward - head and gloves in close, bumping on Jewel's guard - then Gugino doubles up the hook tidy to Jewel's right shoulder and breast. Uppercuts from Carla - short, clipping, feisty - split Jewel's mitts, picking up her pate as she's stooping forward. Kilcher keeping her back free of ropes, but retreating steadily - Carla mops up the torso, drums the tummy with thumping right/left roundhouses. Bell: Jewel looking confused, concerned for the first time: Gugino buoyed, finally gets a toehold on the cards.

R6: Bitterest fighting of the match as Jewel resolutely looks to slam the door in Carla's face. Gugino determined to consolidate her hard-won gains, commits shoulder to shoulder - OH, they're swappin' beefy inside. Both tummies hooked hard - girls dipping the left shoulders and digging the punches home. Breasts hooked as girls twitch into short shots, following-through with scrubbing left shoulders. Girls bumping shoulder, nudging extended left elbows, circling around mouth-on-shoulder - heavy, heavy work getting done. Carla acquitting herself well, but it's starting to look like the Ledford fight: Gugino getting banged up in expensive trade, refusing to give Jewel angles or lateral movement, making it easy for Kilcher to find the target.

7: Competitive heart of Carla G never more apparent - she's all banged up, face puffy, obviously crippled to the body, flat footed - still she trudges into Jewel and digs up offending blonde paunch. Kilcher grunting, driven backward - her back hits ropes for the first time as Carla goes for broke! Gugino baring her teeth - twisting, bending side to side as she slams short, clubbing haymakers onto Jewel. Kilch distraught - right hand at left cheek, left hand cupping right hip - she's suffering as Carla's mitts bash off forehead, chest, arms. Glorious moments for Gugino - she's stacking her blonde up and belting her senseless - but Alaskan-strong legs won't go. Jewel beaten into stupor, but upright at the bell: Carla's arms numb at her sides as she slouches back to her corner.

R8: Gugino's got nothing left - mouth wide open, she's pawing out the don't-hurt-me jab while sliding to her right. Jewel forward in the frame - hard jab prodding Carla to chest or knocking at forehead, herding her to ropes. Jewel squaring away, cycling the jab off her shoulder to pin Carla down, then placing murderous, clubbing blows into the torso of her foe: this is a brutal shelling, shaking Carla to her core here. Overhand rights smash at chest. Hooks belt flank, shoulder, breast. Carla grimacing, right hand at chest, left panicky across her gut as she stoops forward or leans back into ropes. Sheets of Jewel leather pound down - blonde chugging away with thorough, unhurried vigour, smashing relentlessly at all things Gugino. It's all too much - Carla visibly softening throughout middle minute - she's helpless, loose down the stretch. Jewel riding her left on Carla's right shoulder, buries a pair of thick right hand into Gugino's waist, dislodging Carla's mouthpiece "POO-H!" Right uppercut brushes Carla's face back - she tilts forward on recoil and Jewel pushes her almost gently back into ropes. Right hand punches Carla between the eyes; left hook toggles her chin; right/left takes her thick in the tummy, stooping her forward. Jewel pushes Carla upright again, hooks her mouth, clips her the short right uppercut - Gugino just swaying in the wind, taking punches, crowd screaming. FINALLY, Carla wilts to canvas, sprawling to her face as Jewel sidesteps - blonde glancing prettily down as she stalks away, surveying the damage. KO8 Jewel Kilcher - Carla on her tummy doesn't even hear the count.

After: Jewel gets what she wants - good rounds from a stubborn, but outgunned brunette: perfect. "I did feel a little rusty," Jewel admits cheerily in postfight. "But Carla doesn't run, so it was easy to get right back into the rhythm of things. She's tuff - not as tuff as she seems to THINK she is, but you really have to work at breaking her down so you can enjoy her. I'm looking forward to Rachel and Neve using each other up now - I'm well positioned to swoop in and feast on the dregs once they've finished battering each other!"