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23 June 2006 Rachel Nichols vs Cobie Smulders

Page history last edited by Archer844 14 years, 9 months ago

Posted by simguy on 6/23/2006, 7:12 am

 

 

Before: "I'm going to find out all about Rachel Nichols," Smulders smiles in prefight. "I'll put her through her paces, take her for a spin - it should be a really good work out for me. Rache is feisty - not a lot of ability - but a ton of heart, the kind of girl who will give you quality rounds, and that's what I'm looking for."

 

Nichols crossing her arms, blushing at Cobie's high hand: removing that smug attitude is what this fight is all about for Rachel. "Cobie acts like she's the next big thing," Nichols huffs, "but I outperformed her in the tournament, and I plan to outfight her head to head. I'm not here to give Cobie 'quality rounds': I'm here to kick her ass. By the time Smulders realizes I'm better than she is, it's going to be way too late!"

Smulders in tight Maple-leaf tank top, solid red panties, red/white gloves. Rachel in tight baby blue tank top and panties, broad white stripe down the sides, white gloves.

 

During R1: Rachel dukes up just below eyeline, feirce expression: she's looking to drive into Smulders with the guard, then dig chugging right/lefts to midsection. Cobie drawing little circles in the air before her with a relaxed left mitt, right hand at her chin: she's looking to work behind the jab, sort Rachel out at arm's length. Smulders' footwork the difference: Nichol's forceful attacks up the middle relatively easy to sidestep - Cobie keeping the jab on Rachel, steering her for points in a tactical first.

 

R2: Rachel undeterred - still trying to make the fight, going right at her girl. Smulders the more polished rookie - executing crisp pivots to right or left, jabbing Rachel in her face and sidestepping her. Cobie working off the stick - placing firm right hands flat against Rachel's tummy; hooking Rachel's chin with a slapping delivery. Nichols taking a good shot - doesn't appear hurt - but once again Smulders able to direct traffic, score from angles and keep away from Nichols' receipts.

 

R3: Rachel keeps at it, scowling as she crowds in, looking to work to Cobie's midsection: Smulders continues to sidestep the pressure, steadily working to break her stubborn foe down. Nichols already lumping up under the jab: now she's taking firm hooks and ringing right hands - Cobie delivering smoothly to body and head, beating blonde to punches. Midway through, girls squared up in front of each other: Smulders jabs Nichols' face to pre-empt Rachel's right hand, then leans in with a zesty right cross as Rachel's tossing her own right mitt. DOWN GOES NICHOLS! Rachel clipped - her right hand sailing over top - back leg gives way, right knee touches down as face twists in frustration at the setback. Smulders smiling, marching crisply to neutral corner and shaking out her long black hair: Nichols smouldering as ref wipes her gloves and asks her if she's ok.

 

R4: Cobie starts out smugly snapping Rachel's head back that stiff jab, but Nichols' has had her fill of it. Rache braving the poke, swinging away wide lefts and rights finally starts buffetting Cobie about the head and shoulders. Smulders driven ropeside, frowning - she earmuffs up, digging in at the apron as Rachel squares away, lips curled back from angry teeth. Nichols telegraphing, but very determined - she'll try two hacking right hands up top, then a lugging right uppercut to Cobie's chest followed by a sweeping hook to ear, snarling throughout. Smulders seeing the punches well, but unable to answer: good ferocity from Rachel enough to suppress brunette class as Nichols brawls to points in the 4th.

 

R5: Cobie didn't like Rachel stunting on her last round: Smulders sets her feet, punching hard right hands straight from the shoulder, coming back hooks as girls start to trade dangerously toe-to-toe. Pretty to watch - teeth bared, eyes narrowed, fists flying as long torsos lean in and out with the slugging. Both girls proving rugged - taking chin-checks in stride, normally answering back in kind. Smulders a little straighter with her shots, bringing her hands back a little more responsibly: overall she's connecting more, getting hit less. Nichols game though, refusing to back up from Smulder's crisp leather.

 

R6: Cobie gets a talking-to during the break: trainer doesn't want to see her trading recklessly with Rachel - "That's this girl's only chance to beat you Cobe!" Smulders looking to box, but Rachel won't have it - throwing herself at Cobie and tackling her to ropes if need be, to drag this thing into the trenches. Rachel's face tight with the effort of pushing at Cobie, mauling her, wrapping her up and slugging her. Smulders grimacing, keeping her hands up - but Rachel's all OVER her, pulling, wriggling, slugging. Nichols often not getting all she could out of her punches, but she's completely shut Cobie down: Smulders bullied and smeared at the ropes, can't get her punches off against Rachel's wild milling style.

 

R7: Rachel flinging herself at Cobie: reckless abandon and non-stop pressure starting to challenge Smulder's composure. Cobie ridden to ropes again - Nichols riding her left across Cobie's upperback to slump the brunette forward for pumping right hands, tummy and tits: pained look of complaint on Cobie's face as ref breaks 'em up. Nichols hungrily back in, forcing the action at the apron, bending side to side to pull sloshing power shots onto Cobie from either mitt. Midway through, Smulders catches a slinging right on her temple - freezes - and gets smitten a licking hook across the chin: COBIE'S HURT! Smulders tilting to the ropes - crowd screaming as Rachel pushes in a greedy right to mouth, slaps home another hook high on the head - she's giving Cobie a pasting! Smulders' class come to the rescue late: she's covering up well, moving her head to slip Rachel's obvious side to side sweeps; she's reaching to tie up around Nichol's ribs, hugging her close for breaks. Rachel wriggling in the grasp, punching at Cobie's hips and ribs as Smulders hangs on - Cobie frazzled, but serviceable as she makes it to the bell.

 

R8:

Rachel's trainer: "What do you want?"

Rachel: "More Cobie!"

Rachel's trainer: "WHAT DO YOU WANT?"

Rachel: "MORE COBIE!"

Corner's got Nichols fired up and she comes HURTLING across the ring to get after Smulders. WHAT A PASTING! Cobie melts, slumping in the strands - face in hands - shuddering as Rachel belts her like a rented mule! Hair in Nichols' eyes, corners of her mouth - teeth bared: she's unleashing her heart and soul on Cobie, giving poor Smulders the shellacking of a lifetime. Cobie once again riding out the worst of it, blocking well, then tieing Rachel up as Nichols' ardour cools: ref's breaks punctuate the second minute as pace slows. Final minute - Rachel breathing hard, snuggles up to Cobie, working out of the wrap to hold brunette in place with the left across the shoulders, shoving rights thick n' moist to painwracked tummy at the bell. Cobie blinking back tears, moping to the ref about Rachel's holding and hitting: Nichols stomping back to her corner eager to get back on.

 

R9: The class of Cobie: Smulders toughens up, gets back to jabbing, executes a clean round of boxing midring. Nichols panting to get back on top, but she's tired, not as effective - she's walking into Cobie's jab and getting startled as Smulders steps around. Cobie very methodical - tap-tapping Rachel into confusion; hooking Rachel's tummy and ribs; punching Rachel a stiff right hand in the breasts to gain separation whenever Cobie wants it. Shutout Smulders - Cobie gets her head back in the game.

 

R10: Rachel hands low, stepping-to Cobie, looking to strap her wide punches: Smulders stands her ground, rides out shellack behind a tight earmuff guard then CATCHES RACHE A HOOK! Tidy shot off the slip, swivels Rachel's head, beating her own hook - she corkscrews on the spot and HITS THE DECK! Nichols sputtering, stomach-crunching up to a seat - tears welling up as she hears Cobie's excited screeching at the pivotal late knockdown. Rache beats the count, takes a groggy 8 - HERE COMES COBIE! Smulders unleashing, giving Nichols no chance to breathe - hooks and crosses batter Nichols upright at the ropes, blonde covering up face-in-gloves. Cobie pounding, pounding, pounding, then backing off - coaxing distraught Rachel back to midring. Smulders boxes out the round, vexing Nichols with a stiff jab - poor Rachel desperate to bring battle, can't get off - she's stymied to the bell. Comes back UD10, Cobie Smulders.

 

After: Nichols weeping quietly as Cobie's hand is raised in triumph: Smulders a little too well-schooled, but gets the fight of her life as Rachel brawls her little heart out tonight. "I had my hands full," Smulders admits in postfight, "Rachel's a very determined girl with more fight than I thought she'd have. I think I really put my foot down in the tenth though - you could see in her eyes when I dropped her that she knew right then and there who was in charge." Rachel devastated - she lets a golden opportunity to record a win slip past her, making Cobie the rookie-of-choice by virtue of clear cut decision. "I don't accept her ranking over me," Nichols sniffs quietly. "I'd fight Cobie again in a heartbeat. You can't tell me that I didn't have her hurt and ready to go. Even when she put me down the second time, she ran away after - that tells me that I was getting to her

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