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23 July 2010 Fergie vs Jewel Kilcher

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Posted by simguy on 7/23/2010, 9:48 am

BEFORE: Fergie winless in her starts...but she's hurt every girl she's been in with, and wowed FCBA insiders with her curvy-girl sock. "Can't nobody do it like Fergie," Fergie says in prefight. "Jewel's just...what's the word for girls who get served up to other girls? Fodder - yeah - yeah, Jewel's Fergie-Fodder!" Kilcher cool as always - in the best shape of her life and looking to do fresh damage with a new House. "Definitely Fergie can punch," Jewel admits in prefight. "She's wild and raw, but girl can hit - so it's going to be an exciting fight. I'm better, so it's on me to break her down and take her heart - but I can't just go in there all 'I'm Jewel Kilcher' and expect Ferg to keel over." Jewel rocking the Shape Magazine cover bikini (blue/white horizonal stripes with a popping red connecting string between jugs); white gloves; hair loose. Fergie in green bikini named "The Pounder" by Miami media; pink gloves; kinked hair loose.

During R1: Jewel: right hand cupping temple; left at her chin; elbows in tight. Ferg: hands loose at chest - swinging freely as Fergie steps-in. Fergie looping the wide right up top - belting in complimentary hook to Jewel's paunch: Jewel absorbing in her frame defence, then issuing single, stubby little left uppercut to chin - bringing the mitt back quick to her own cheek. Fergie with a pair of muscular, wide right roundhouses into Jewel's flank - landing loud: Jewel standing ground, answering back a clipping little right uppercut - bringing mitt back quick to her temple. More haymakers from Fergie - bashing off guard/skull/arms, moving Jewel to apron: Kilcher fitting tidy receipts to Fergie's swinging jugs or available chin. Ferg on top at ropes - extending left hand to Jewel's guard, measuring her, then triggering a STIFF straight right down into paunch. Nothing back from Jewel: Fergie bites a hook tight off paunch, then tilts torso-left to bounce the right hand off Jewel. Kilcher grimacing, absorbing tuff shots at the bell as Fergie crows: "Got in there GOOOOD baby!"

R2: Same again - Fergie bringing the fight - hurling wide, strong haymakers at well protected blonde, bludgeoning Jewel to ropes. Kilcher answering back sparingly, but accurately - usually short-clipping little uppercuts with either hand, postmarked for Fergie's face. Most troublesome for Jewel: Fergie's rifling in straight right hands HARD to midsection, getting in under Jewel's elbows. Kilcher taking 'em like a champ, keeping her feet - but those pounding blows crater belly-meat, land with spank - drawing oohs and aahs from an appreciative crowd. Weight of shot gives Fergie the round: she's up 2 love early.

R3: Fergie continues to step-to and bomb away in volume - beating Jewel to ropes, then working on her. Kilcher safe behind her rigid defences - taking it stout in the body, but Fergie unable to beat her way past the guard up top. Jewel's defence better - blocking a lot of Fergie leather - and leaning inside, Jewel can spoil Fergie's wide shots while placing tight, chipping counters on target. Good spicy round - Fergie landing loud on Jewel's arms, and placing a couple more rifling rights flat into tummy - but Kilcher picking up Fergie's tits and face with biting, short uppercuts, while blocking the majority of Fergie's offerings.

R4: Jewel dropping jabs out of her guard like a butcher whacking away with a meatcleaver - blonde able to step forward/take canvas for the first time. Kilcher bringing the left back to guard position in time to block receipts: Fergie getting banged up for very little cost to Kilcher. Jewel working tight, tidy short hooks off her jab - taking Fergie with a palm-down delivery, then covering up: Fergie bashing away loud to arms/flanks, but unable to make Jewel pay the jug-price. Good patient, systematic stuff for Kilcher: she drives Fergie before her, starts ti impose will through 4.

R5: Fergie busting Jewel some loud, booming shots - big, robust roundhouses smashing off Kilcher's arms/skull, driving her ropeside. Jewel grimacing - protecting herself well, but sheer teeth-rattling force of Fergie's wallop proving problematic. Kilcher not a clincher: she rests against ropes presenting her rigid front, allowing Fergie to beat at her...might not be the best strategy longer term as Fergie's punches sound like she's taking a baseball bat to a slab of wet clay. And when she measures with the left up top, and triggers that straight right down into Jewel's firm belly? Sympathy groans from the audience.

R6: Jewel dropping the meat-cleaver jab: being first makes a huge difference against Fergie. Blonde pushing brunette around - hooking off the jab - keeping everything nice n' tight. Fergie baring teeth, blasting back, but Jewel countering off the block, making sure she answers every haymaker with a well-chosen little dip-n'-digger. Final moments, Jewel bends forward, unloads both hands for the first time - cuffing and pounding at Fergie's tuff brown paunch as grunting brunette covers up earmuff.

R7: More patient, methodical stuff from Jewel - jabbing/hooking off the jab/countering off the block. Fergie looking disorganized for the first time - tossing shots off her back foot - looping wide ones around Jewel's shoulders as blonde dips into the arc. Jewel so economical - staying compact, dipping her torso just a bit, getting her legs underneath her when she hoists punches into Fergie. Brunette's body soundly beaten this round as Jewel continues to deploy both hands whenever it's safe: Fergie's tummy and tits the main beneficiaries.

R8: Jewel consolidating - incrementally increasing pressure, walking Fergie down behind the jab, punishing the body. Short, thumping strokes from Jewel: her eyes squinting heartless as she digs at enemy ribs/paunch. Fergie slammin' back, but blocked more often than not: Kilcher getting comfy with her foe's sock, managing it better now than in the early rounds.

R9: Jewel with a nifty decoy left uppercut doubled-down into a vicious left hook to liver: Mickey Ward special has Fergie gagging, doubling forward while backing away. Jewel walks her down to ropes, administers her first true, sustained beatdown of the fight: Fergie growing sluggish, crossing wrists at her tits/keeping elbows in tight as she slumps against strands, turning listlessly to one side or the other. Jewel patient and compact - feeding Ferg a right to the waist, then a left - always bringing the off hand back up to either protect or get ready to dish a lick. One, two, three, four little poking right/lefts stamp at Fergie's breasts/crossed wrists...then Jewel BURIES that left hook sweet to liver again. Fergie curvy and strong, gobbles this stuff up, but she's all wobbly butt and blinking at the bell.

R10: Tidy left uppercut doubled-down into DIGGING left hook to liver...Fergie shouts in agony, hugging her body, backing away and DROPPING TO HER KNEES! Fergie sobbing, dropping her head down to the canvas as she tries to rally off her knees...it's no go. Fergie sits back on her haunches, crying and hugging her ribcage as Jewel stares serenely from neutral corner. KO10 Jewel Kilcher.

After: Fergie showing that rambunctious power early, really bottling Jewel up and working her over a bit...but blonde discipline, iron will, and fabulous conditioning prevail. "Fergie's getting better every time out, and she's much stronger than I anticipated," Jewel admits in postfight. "She was pounding me in the body so hard I thought she was Neve for a minute - and actually, that's when we decided we needed to take the lead a little bit. I was countering her well, but that's not enough against Fergie: I had to initiate, back her up a little to break her spirit, and it worked!"