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23 June 2006 Eva Mendes vs Jennifer Connelly

Page history last edited by Archer844 12 years, 10 months ago
 

 

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Connelly's 99th FCBA Fight

 

Posted by simguy on 6/23/2006, 7:15 am

 

Before: Tough test for The Streak: Mendes annihilating Brittany Daniel, promising to give Jennifer a long overdue beating. "I can't believe Connelly's gone as long as she has without someone giving her a good waxing," Mendes chirps in prefight. "Jennifer hasn't seen punching like mine. She hasn't seen skills like mine. She hasn't seen heat like I generate. Miami's in the house: Connelly's gonna get excused."

 

Jennifer enjoying the media glare surrounding this her 99th fight - big time celebrities going at it in this match up. "My fans love to see me in with punchers," Connelly admits, "because frankly, my skills have outgrown the division in terms of boxing. Eva's obviously dangerous, so I'll have to be on my toes - but even against a very limited Brittany Daniel, I saw holes in Mendes' game I intend to exploit."

 

Jennifer in Snow Queen crushed white velvet bikini, soft boxing boots topped with white fur. Mendes in tan suede western motif bikini, tan boxing moccasins. Small white gloves, Jen: Small taupe gloves, Eva. Mendes made to wait, seething, in the ring as Jen's elaborate ring-walk evolves: 99 luftballoons sung by Nina; red balloons released onto the ring. Eva arms crossed, tapping her foot: absolutely livid at Connelly's show-womanship.

 

During R1: Connelly hopping to her left, skirting the perimeter - she's testing Eva's footwork early with heavy dose of lateral movement. Mendes prowling in pursuit, hands gathered loose n' relaxed at her chest/chin as she steps - whenever Eva looks to set, Jen scoots - creating long sequences of inactivity. Mendes the aggressor by virtue of coming forward - no harm done as Connelly gets a good look, keeps her distance in the first.

 

R2: Eva stepping over to cut off the ring, thrusting out that elastic jab heavy from her shoulder - slowly but surely she hounds Jen to ropes for lanky-limbed lather. Mendes twisting her hips to the right, curling that silky, vicious hook around in searing licks - Connelly catching hot swat on her ribs, paunch and upside the head as she bobs/weaves at the ropes. Jen defending the pocket, setting her feet strong, ducking down and trying to pop out of the crouch hooking - intriguing cat-and-mouse as both girls look to shock one another. Down the stretch, Eva misses a bolt-straight right as Jen ducks down, but strokes Jen a rising left hook under the chin and CONNELLY GOES DOWN! Crisp, lashing delivery torque's Connelly's head, numbing her knees - she plops to all fours stunned as Eva struts away grinning.

 

R3: Connelly increasingly harried, stalked and hunted around the ring by pantherish Eva. Jab cutting off avenues of escape; straight right hand pinning Jennifer down and OH, that curling hook. Connelly rung up again at the minute mark as Eva straps hook to chin - brunette staggering away to regain her balance, then desperately hopping to her left along the apron as Mendes shadows the course. Eva attacking judiciously, reaching the jab to part Jen's breasts; slinging that fluid straight right in; finishing with savage licking hooks ticketted for flank or chin. Connelly beaten pillar to post, hounded bell to bell - she's sent back to her corner lumped up, uncertain for the first time in many, many fights.

 

R4: Jennifer keeping her dukes up, moving her head in effective deep bobs: Eva switches emphasis to her foe's pale ribcage and taut tummy. Mendes getting thick, rich strap downstairs: stepping in close, popping her hips to the right, arching her back and dragging that whiplash hook vicious amidships as Connelly curls forward around the punch. Loving lash applied to Connelly's right flank - punch landing with sharp, spanking "CHUP!" noises - Jennifer's lips parting as she gasps on impact. Mendes going to work with the right hand as well - palming her left against Jen's shoulder to stabilize her, then plundering righty underneath. Connelly issuing the fight's first clinches to break up the assaults - her open mouth moist against Eva's tanned shoulder for ref's breaks.

 

R5: Connelly spearing her jab, keeping the right hand high - she's trying to mix it up, get a little respect from Mendes. Eva showing fine judgement, sliding back while dragging her front (left) foot just a smidge, feinting and weaving, timing Jen for lead rights and stinging her with a thudding jab up top. Midway through, Eva dips down to slip a Connelly one-two, answers back that glorious slinging hook and DOWN GOES CONNELLY! Jenny sprawled on her back, long lashes fluttering - she rolls stiffly to the right hip to struggle up at 8. ON COMES EVA! Been a long time since Jennifer Connelly's been taken out back the woodshed: Eva steps-to Jen and dishes out one of the worst minutes of Connelly's career as Jen slumps in shock at the ropes. Lashing, lanky lather applied - Mendes baring her teeth as she straps supple hooks and crosses to a cowering Connelly: Jennifer keeping hands up, trying to duck under the maelstrom but just taking a PASTING! Some at ringside screaming for fight to be stopped, but give Connelly credit: badly shellacked, she keeps her feet, makes it to the bell as Eva steps back all heaving chest, flashing eyes in the fifth. Jen: busted up, bleeding from the nose, shaky-legged - facing the hardest adversity she's seen since her British-invasion fights tonight.

 

R6: Connelly tries to box, stepping to her left around a spearing jab: Eva confidently cuts off the ring, counters the jab with that slinging right hand off the shoulder, mops up hooks against which Jen can't stand. Connelly backing to ropes covers up peek-a-boo, bending at the waist or leaning back into the strands to slip the awful Mendes shelling sequences. Eva pulsing with confidence - knuckling her fists against Jen's guard to prop her, then stroking her up and down, simply assaulting Connelly at the ropes. Jen's flat breadbasket constantly dug and clawed at - Eva really getting into Connelly underneath to loosen her up, then trying to clout her hook to Jen's chin as it becomes available. Connelly responding with a series of clinches, sagging sadly into the ropes while pulling Eva close - just slowing the tempo of the beating. Bell: Eva pushing against the ref shouts - "Got your excuses ready Jen? You got any ass left at all?" Connelly puffy, sullen, slinks away, head ringing.

 

 

R7: Jen jabbing with Eva, fight takes on a static look midring as girls probe and fence. Mendes pivoting 90 degrees to her left around her jab, sliding in and out, bending supple at her waist. Connelly more rigid, tap-tapping the jab from her shoulder, matching Eva pivot for pivot. Down the stretch, Mendes takes over with hard right hands - startling Connelly to the chin, forcing her to ropes. Lathering beatdown at the ropes closes out the round as Eva imposes her will to take the points.

 

R8: Jen stunned by a sudden lead right on her mouth; rocked by the follow-up hook as she's backing away - poor Connelly hits the ropes ramshackle, gathering herself for yet another siege. Mendes pouncing, pushing and knuckling at Jen in her shoulders, then licking her hooks - Eva working hard body and head to get Connelly out of there. Jen grim-faced, composed - covering up earmuff, riding out the work - she's answering back in spots, clipping Eva little timing hooks in between Latina's swings. Connelly doing a nice job managing the pressure - clinching around Eva's ribs, or tieing her up head-and-arm: Mendes unable to apply suffocating pressure as Jen makes it out of the 8th.

 

R9: Eva wants the knockout SO BAD! She's pushing just a tad, starting to overswing and reach: Jen's able to nibble. Connelly slipping shots, connecting on hooks or lead right hands - but Eva's forward momentum irresistable: Mendes taking Connelly's shots in order to land some of her own. Jen in constant backpedal, under constant pressure - Mendes' fists bouncing, skidding off Jen's retreating shoulders, skull, guard. Bell: Eva visibly frustrated, a little scuffed up; Jen weary, badly battered, but showing her pedigree in denying the Mendes finishing run.

 

R10: Jen punching-with and doing well - beating Eva to the lead right hand, beating her to hooks in risky fashion. Jen scoring to Mendes' face, then pivoting around: Connelly's learned not to stand right in front of Eva. Mendes still chin-thirsty - now swinging wildly and missing badly - Connelly able to turn Latina flanks off the slip, then counter with sharp one-twos as Eva's rebalancing. Jen makes it work - tapping and pecking away, keeping Mendes off-balance - Connelly strong to the bell, takes the 10th. Comes back a landslide however, 9 rounds to 1, Eva Mendes.

 

After: Connelly's beautiful face smudged and puffy from Mendes' constant abuse - Eva takes it to one of the pound for pound best fighters in boxing, handing Jen her most decisive defeat in years. "I'm pissed at myself," Mendes says, dumbfounding reporters with her disappointment. "Girls aren't meant to finish fights with me. Seeing Jen on her feet is a slap in the face for me. Still, I beat her ass up and down that ring tonight, and that's what I expected. It's the Eva Mendes era folks: Jennifer Connelly just got a dose, and she's hurting. Jessica Alba: I'm talking to YOU now, girl. Get your off-the-rack ass in that ring and let's get down to business! Don't make me come after you!"

 

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