Posted by Simguy on 8/23/2003, 8:32 am.

Before: Loken’s open workouts becoming something of an event--fans showing up in droves to gawk at the 155 pound--yet lithe--beauty knock sparring partners cold, pound heavy bags, dance and skip rope like a bantamweight-=-Janet Jones can’t wipe the smile off her face watching her latest protégé blossom.. Romijn a Theron-class middleweight, probably at her best south of 140, but athletic enough, and carrying enough sock to be a threat at any weight--she’s not impressed with the kid so far. “I’ll expose Kristanna, “ Becky confidently tells BLONDE! Magazine. “She’s got holes nobody’s been able to exploit until now, nut that’s because she’s not used to being in with someone as physical as herself.” Kristanna in purple swirl one piece, Romijn in black push up, surfer chick bikini bottoms, shades of blue abstract print.

During R1: Both girls out limber, swing-stepping left, reaching in to jab the body--measuring each other, spreading each other out, measuring for the long bombing right hand. Big exchange of rights at the minute mark and LOKEN TAKES A KNEE! Romijn hopping away with a bright, yelping “YAHTZEE!” as she takes in the sight: Kris shiny-eyed, swaying on her knee, getting up slow--she takes a wonky 8. Becky on with gusto, loosening up lefts  and rights to apply big girl lather--Kris’ guard very low, gets her jaw stroked, torso swaying under the impacts as curvy legs prop her up, Loken showing her strength, soaking up shellack, but slugging back late--long-armed brawny trade at the bell as Romijn works hard to salt away a 10-8 first.

R2: Becky boxing smart, but standing and landing hard right hands on her girl’s chin, making sure she gets respect in there. Kris coming forward, just pawing the left hand and leaning into rights--Becky fading the work with her legs, getting good looking counter right hands--she’s landing the tougher touches. Romijn leggy to her left, really banging in the body-jab on Kris and down the stretch--she gets another drilling right on the teeth to put Loken wobbly butt! Kris stepping in fence post hole, face all hurt and confused--Romijn spins her face-first to ropes with a hand at the back, then steps-to, limbering up for another blistering series of ropey lefts and rights across the face. Kristanna finishing up shabby, gloves at her lips, tilting forward to Becky’s chest as Romijn stands up strong at the bell--Becky grinning into the crowd with Loken woozy against her torso--Kris doesn’t realize the round’s over.

R3: Girls stepping into jabs, stepping into raunchy rights, swinging into hooks--crowd pleasing, free-swinging mayhem sees Romijn finally catch a solid Loken right as Beck’s pulling straight back. Magic in Rebecca’s legs--she’s crazy-legging to her right, suddenly hooked on crack as Loken’s eyes glitter with finishing intentions, Kris palming up and  walking her girl to the ropes--she’s thick to the body where Becky had been a head hunter when roles were reversed. Becky stooped forward behind her gloves, shuddering as she methodically worked over to the flanks, up underneath on her belly. Loken loves to bludgeon downstairs, then come up the middle the right uppervut, looking for capping left hooks--Becky doing a nice job with draping clinches, rolling her torso left and right to minimize the damage.

R4: Becky back to midring, prettying Loken up the jab--Becky getting it body and face as she wheels left. Janet screaming for jabs from Loken and not getting it--Romijn’s corner hollering  for body work and not getting to it--Becky having too much success targeting Loken’s busted up face to go away from it. Down the stretch, Beck leans into another glorious, creaming right hand to swivel Loken’s jaw and KRISTANNA’S HURT! Kris’ facer taut with pain, gloves up at her temples as feet stamp for balance--Becky walloping away with wide, slinging lefts and rights, battering her girl to the ropes, getting murderous clout on the chin at the bell. Loken staggering, nearly does a face plant as she steps wrong en-route to her corner.

R5: Romijn out jabbing Loken, touching her in the body, then reaming her that lancing right cross on the chin--Kris trying the same combo but she’s a half-a-beat late and LOKEN GOES DOWN! Becky just slamming home the right, straightening and beaming as Loken sprawls on her face--Kris flopping and writhing to shake off the hurt and get to her feet. Another reeling 8 for Loken and ON COMES BECKY! 2nd minute the worst of Loken’s brief professional career as another big blonde stacks her up at the ropes and goes at her strong. Becky on wide spread legs, lashing Loken the wide set-up hook on the jaw, almost cupping/slapping Kris’ face into position, then pounding home the right hand, putting Loken’s head on sickly bobble, Kris hands limp, drifting into an up position, drifting to cross at her chest and belly--she’s just getting shelled, trying to gut through it, Great body-whip leverage from long Becky as she torques her punches ion--Loken droops forward, Beck turns the right hand into a sexy uppercut, really getting he r back into it and stepping away to allow LOKEN TO SPRAWL AT HER FEET! Kris rolling, moaning onto her back--Becky staring down all smiles as she romps to the neutral corner, Kris manages to make it to her feet, facial swelling grotesque, mouth open--she nods to the ref on gone legs--Becky strides back ion in to finish. Romijn setting up and starting her churn, but screaming art the ref intermittently “SHE’S OUT!” as Loken’s not responding. At the bell--Becky reaching under Loken’s arms to chest her into the ropes--Romijn applying a malicious tousle-rub to the tender, swollen flesh of Kris’ face as Loken groans in protest.

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Posted by Simguy on 8/23/2003, 8:34 am.

R6: Kris out on her feet, brawling on instinct--she can’t see the punches coming in, but she’s still got the pop as she generates loud thump off Becky’s ribs in early trade. Romijn still has mobility, stepping out and circling around--Loken just turning, shopworn, blinking--taking the jab wet and heavy off her face as Becky spears her from outside. Down the stretch, Romijn slides that cunning right cross in ion chin--Loken’s right sails over the top, Kris nearly corkscrewing to one knee, straightening wildly and hop-careening into the ropes all dazzled again. ON COMES BECKY! Romijn storming in slapping lefts and rights to get her rhythm, then lashing away with slinging power strokes on helpless prey, Ringsiders screaming as Loken soaks up hideous punishment, just standing there, tilting back against the ropes, head torquing side to side up and back under Romijn’s relentless lather. Loken stupefied, wanders to the wrong corner, gathered up and helped to her stool. Becky’s trainer calming her down, finger tapping her in the chest to rteinforce the ideas: “Give me one or two in her body Becky, every time you get her hurt,” the advice.

R7: Loken’s battered face so available, so tempting--Romijn can’t lay off. Becky extending on a couple of gorgeous right hands, cracking Kris’ head to the side, but Loken unmoved, shipping the punishment and coming forward with effective pressure, Kris landing a shocking wide right to the body, has Becky flat footed and Loken’s putting punches together, cashing in hooks to the ribs and jaw. Final minute, Becky’s back to the ropes--she’s just pushing and tieing up, slowing the action--Loken palming up and swinging hard to breadbasket, keeping her girl pinned down to the bell.

R8: Loken walking her girl down--Becky looking a little frazzled, breathing hard--she’s spent up a ton of energy putting the kind of hurt she has on Kris. Methodical stuff--Loken banging out the jab, hounding her girl to ropes, welting her flanks until a breathy clinch from Beck to get the break. All Kris being pushed back by the ref, then walking back in, just getting on her blonde, mauling her, pounding her arms and torso with flat-fisted insistence, Final minute, thudding rights and lefts to the ribs have Becky paralyzed--Loken picks her up pretty the right uppercut at the bell to leave Romijn wobbly butt.

R9:  Becky open-mouthed, definitely wearing down--Kris stepping forward grimly determined to keep the pressure in, Ramming jab on the face driving beck’s head back, steering her to the ropes--Loken leans in low,, pulling a limber right hand loud to the body--gutshot groan from Becky as she bends forward hurt at the waist, legs locking up underneath her, Loken leaning forward, reaching her left in to push, curls a sexy right uppercut into Becky’s chest, picking the blonde up tough, gives a left shoulder bump, then clips the hook, swiveling Becky’s chin, Romijn looking rag-doll, trying to wrap up--Loken drives a chopping right to the chest to stack her girl against the ropes then turns into another hook across the chin, turning Becky’s head, Romijn starting to unravel, shipping brutal punches, not answering back--Kris digging to the body, then to the head, operating out of a slow torso roll to pull her haymakers in. Midway through, Loken leaning forward, bending left pounds her head off Becky’s ribs with a hollow thump, drawing a boozy protest but a sudden walloping hook out of the crouch DROPS ROMIJN IN A HEAP! Becky just collapsing in stages to sprawl on the canvas and it’s OVER! KOMEBACK KO9 KRISTANNA LOKEN!

After: Becky in deep slumber, many minutes coming around--Loken out on her feet and ramshackle as she clatters around the ring in drunken celebration--what a big woman’s brawl for the ages. Kris just soaking up everything Romijn could give her--muscular Krusher guzzling leather like early-Theron, clawing her way up off the canvas, it’s a titanic effort (not to mention nice veteran body-butt to set up the KO). Becky punches herself out on Loken’s chin then can’t survive the retaliatory pounding--woulda, shoulda, coulda gone to the body and gotten Loken out of there. Kristanna eventually able to pull a limp Romijn to her feet--Becky sagging like she’s been de-boned, sobbing drowsily as a badly battered Loken takes her for a groggy walk of shame.

Reposted by Archer 4/23/11.