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23 January 2010 Nadia Bjorlin vs Amanda Righetti

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Boxing After Dark

 

Posted by simguy on 1/23/2010, 4:44 pm

 

BEFORE: "Amanda thinks she's got this all sewn up," Nadia huffs in prefight. "That's just not right. Power is the answer to Righetti - pure and simple. I've trained to stop this girl - hurt her: I'm not going to be matching wits with her. There's no way Amanda can sweep me and Liz back to back: no way. And I'll punch her to sleep to prove it!" Righetti calm despite daggers-eyes from across the dais: she's on the cusp of total gym dominance amongst her peers. "I've said all along that Liz is the better fighter between these two - and look what happened," Righetti smiles. "Nadia's got power, but no plan: heaving leather and hoping for the best isn't going to get it done. Not saying I'll cruise, because Bjorlin's beefy and you've got to put the work in to break her down. Unfortunately for her, I'm a workaholic." Righetti in green bikini top, baby blue bottoms; powder blue gloves; hair loose. Nadia in gold bikini; black gloves, hair loose.

During R1: RIGHETTI GOES DOWN! Savage exchange of overhand rights and hooks - Righetti clipped to chin, blown to her back...roaring Bjorlin trampling Amanda as momentum carries Nadia on past. Amanda staring, eyes wide with shock: she beats the count on heart, swaying hurt at ropes. Nadia's eyes: GET WORK DONE! She wades in grinning, dabbing the jab into Amanda's raised guard, then swinging in the sidearm right LOUD to flank. Righetti groaning forward behind her mitts: Nadia grunting as she heaves in a trio of whacking rights in behind left elbow before Amanda can clinch. Nadia bodying Righetti back into ropes, writhing in the grasp: Amanda desperate to tie up; Nadia anxious to get hands free. Ref's breaks push Nadia back, but her blood is up: Bjorlin piling back in, slamming wide, hellacious shots to hips and flanks, softening Amanda up. Ripping right uppercuts clang against Righetti's guard; clubbing wide blows clobber either ear. A hook finds her teeth, kicking her head back over top rope to squeals from the crowd: Amanda's strong legs holding her up under one of the worst bombardments of her career. All Nadia bell to bell - pouring it to Amanda, trying to rush her out of there, but it's no go. Nadia seething, still slopping on brawling lefts and rights as Amanda droops forward in earmuff after the bell. Ref pulls Bjorlin off, wags finger in her face as Liz Berkley's jumping up and down like a teenager ringside. Amanda shipwrecked...blinking rapidly, stumbling to her corner: she gets pro-active smelling salts plus vigorous thigh massage after disasterous first.

R2: Amanda rickety, but organized: flat footed stance, hands up. Bjorlin surging forward, gloves curled into hollows of her cheeks: she tries the overhand right again, hoping for more paydirt: Righetti fades it, pumps stick. Nadia forward against Amanda's jab: Righetti tracks her coming in, hooks off the jab, catching Nadia flush to mouth and BJORLIN'S WOBBLY BUTT! Nadia on her heels - Berkley screaming "NO! NADIA! NO!" - Righetti circling right, punching left jabs over Nadia's left mitt. Nadia woozy, but turning into her tormentress: swinging roundhouse right backs Amanda off. Righetti rotating right away from Nadia's right - stepping in the jab - knock-knock-knocking at Nadia's left cheek/eye. Good pounding connects - Bjorlin shining up quickly: she continues to turn, crouch, take. Righetti cautious, working behind the jab: occasionally she'll loop in a right hand over top, then hunt tummy via ripping left hooks. Nadia soundly thrashed, but taking it well: at bell, she draws herself up to full height, shaking her head "no" in Amanda's face, despite 3 minutes of "yes" from Righetti's left hand.

R3: WILD swings from Nadia early - overhand rights; leaping lefts. Righetti spooked, dropping back, circling: Bjorlin's unpredictability has Amanda scowling. Minute mark on, things settle down...Righetti pumping the jab, systematically working on Nadia's eye; occasionally hooking those mouthwatering jugs. Nadia establishing the roundhouse right to Amanda's leftside ribs, pinking 'em up nicely; throwing hooks and right hands against Righetti's prepared defences up top. Little too choose - both girls achieving parts of respective agendas - it's a drawn round.

R4: BJORLIN turns jabber, surprising Righetti with competitive poke: Amanda getting her mouth punched, forced to back off. Nadia steadily encroaching, knuckles together at her chest as she's walking Righetti down. Righetti wincing, rotating away from those murderous wide rights in her side: Nadia leaning in, swinging lusty - getting every ounce of her curves into those war-winners. Amanda's eyes wincing, face pinched: she's labouring, clearly retreating. Down the stretch, Bjorlin charging in with overhand right: Righetti rolls-with, answers back a vicious right uppercut and NADIA'S HURT! Bjorlin clipped clean to chin, straightened up sharp as her heels skid forward: she stumbles back in confusion as Amanda takes over. Jabs poke Nadia to ropes, then Righetti's upon her big-girl, going to work. Amanda using heels of her hands to push Bjorlin's shoulders, then Righetti dips to either side, bouncing short, hurtful leather off the waistline. Nadia whimpering/sputtering, folding forward: Amanda just stacks her up, then gets back in that basement, brawny shoulders rolling into pumping delivery. Nadia shabby by the bell, mouth open, eyelashes fluttering: Righetti chests up, breathes hot in stablemate's face, lingering on top until ref pulls her off.

R5: Damage all around - faces swelling, bodies cringing, feet flat: battered vixens slink to midring, eyes dull with realization of what victory's going to take. Righetti knucks at cheeks: she dips left, works heartless left uppercuts short n' jagged to Nadia's body. Bjorlin sobbing, but banging back: short-arc hooks, clobbering right hands bashing at Amanda's head and shoulders, buffetting her. Righetti easing in with left shoulder, nudging Nadia off, then stepping in fresh: Bjorlin grumpy when pushed off balance, not used to going backward. Midway through, girls working in close, dipping into short right hands, then coming back blunt hooks and RIGHETTI GOES DOWN! Crunching left takes Amanda on her teeth, shuts off the lights...torso tilts forward as legs lock up, then she sloshes backward to sprawl on her back. Nadia screaming down - ref pushing her back: chaos as blinking Amanda cringes to her right, sloooowly rolling over right hip to her knees. Righetti stunned, swaying, but up: ref checks her out, waves Nadia on in. Amanda destitute, covering up earmuff, crouching forward butt-in-ropes: Bjorlin squares away brawny. OH the flat-knuckle pounding administered to Amanda's strong biceps - Nadia snarling, just bashing strategically at Righetti's strength. Creeping round the elbows, Bjorlin works those ribs, grunting as she pumps in right hands off her right leg, left hands off her left. Righetti gasping into her gloves, too shattered to hold: she's trusting her legs to ride this thing out at the ropes. Down the stretch, Nadia greedy with her girl - reaching under Amanda's arms to wrestle apart the guard, then squirming to club home close-in leather. Brutal work - Nadia writhing atop Amanda's broad chest, pounding and pounding her beautiful face. Righetti swooning, leaning back over top rope, taking punches all sleepy-eyed: bell sounds just as she's taking a crushing right to the jaw. "SHE'S OUT!" Nadia's screaming; Berkley slamming palms on the apron bellowing "STOP THE FIGHT REF!" but Righetti allowed to stagger shabby to her stool

R6: Righetti: bridge out; engine room in flames...she stumbles out of her corner, trying to see Nadia through eyes swollen to slits. Nadia banged up, but hungry - she ducks down, shoots in on Amanda's waist, wrapping her up and leg-driving her into far ropes. Amanda woozy, trying to reach underneath to work the clinch: Nadia pushing off, slamming away, keeping good separation between battling hips. Clubbing left bounces off Righetti's tummy, bunching her up: short right uppercut rocks her back in swoon, her hands dropping; murderous hook swivels her head - lips pursed, eyes closed as she drops down to knees/forearms. Crowd chanting "'MAN-DA! 'MAN-DA!" Willing their girl to rise: Nadia pushing the ref demanding her stop the fight...but already, Righetti's pulling her ragdoll self up the ropes! Swaying 8 Amanda - face beaten unrecognizable, lips swollen as she mumbles: "'m good" to ref. ON COMES NADIA! Bjorlin enraged, plowing in: she stacks Righetti deep to ropes, then pushes off to do harm. Right to jaw turns drowsy Amanda into ropes...Bjorlin with right hand on Amanda's left shoulder straightens her, then rips across the left. Righetti: right hand at chest, left at her side, eyes shut, head lolling back and forward...Bjorlin stabilizes with a left in the chest and POURS in another right hand! Righetti's head tossing aside, body limp against ropes STOP THE FIGHT REF! Nadia reloading but FINALLY the official tackles her off. Righetti swoons belly-down into the mat, battered into KO6 defeat.

After: EXULTATION in the Bjorlin corner: Berkley hugging Nadia, rejoicing with her as Nadia Bjorlin dishes out the beating of a lifetime to young Righetti. Amanda the victim of her own superb conditioning - time and again rallying only to take ever-increasing abuse. Nadia giddy, wiping away tears of excitement in the aftermath: she's poised to rule the roost at long last. "Amanda's finished!" Bjorlin crows. "Nobody takes a beating like that from Nadia Bjorlin and is ever the same again. It happened to Kristanna Loken, it's happening to Amanda now. You just saw me RUIN a girl in this ring. One more to go, and much as I hate to say it, but nothing can stop me now. As much as I appreciate what Liz did for me in preparation for this match, I have to take her apart next and FINALLY get the respect I've deserved all along!"

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