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24 June 2010 Kristin Kreuk vs Hannah Spearritt

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CELEBRITY BOXING AFTER DARK

Posted by simguy on 6/24/2010, 5:13 pm

BEFORE: "Don't be ridiculous!" Kristin snaps at suggestion Hannah represents a little blonde nemesis. "She's an ugly little name-dropping troll who's nothing without me. If you bothered to check your facts, you'd see i'm on top of her head-to-head, and driving her steadily into the ground like a tent-spike. I will brush this girl aside, understand? BRUSH!" Hannah in high spirits: she's enjoying Kristin's foul moods, flashing eyes, flushed cheeks in prefight. "I go to another level when I'm fighting Kristin," Hannah explains. "It's special, and I think that's what's so threatening to her. She's up on me, but she knows I'm always competitive, and in her mind, she should be rolling me over, not struggling. I can't wait to get at her, and I daresay this: I don't think Kristin wants this fight at all!" Kreuk in choppy brunette tousle; purple bikini; small black "Krewl" brand work out mittens; black shoes. Hannah in choppy blonde tousle; pink bra and panties; small black "Cat's Paw" work out mittens; black shoes. Staredown: Kris fuming; Hannah smirking - sticking out a little pink tongue rather than touching 'em up when requested.

During R1: Ripping punches from Hannah, devastating Kristin. Kreuk pasted midring, wobbled, scoured to ropes: intense little blonde stepping-with, staying close, continuing to hustle scrubbing leather onto willowy brunette. Kreuk covering up earmuff - crying out at her ribs are buffed - then she's rocked back into ropes by a jolting variety of uppercuts/hooks. Minute mark - it's all too much: withering blonde lather pelting and bouncing off Kristin's head/shoulders...Kreuk turning to her right, wilting down to right knee, gasping in shock. Hannah pops dimples, jogs to neutral corner: opening round gambit has Kristin throbbing. Blinking 8 Kreuk: she's a cringing beauty, visibly dwindling in the face of blonde blitz. Hannah hopping back in all grinning and frisky: tasty PIK! PAK! PEK! beat of small gloves on lean meat continues unabated. Kristin scoured along ropes; worked over in the corners; peppered, scraped, bullied...it's one of the worst rounds of her entire career. Bell: Kreuk sobbing in dismay, reeling on the spot; Hannah leaping away, hands in the air, face jubilant at the romping 10-8 first.

R2: Krissy: hard-eyed, tight lipped, stepping to midring all business. Jabs for Hannah - cruel left hand pinpoint pokes to face - Krissy sidestepping-left as she's dotting her blonde. Hannah regrouping, trying to negotiate classy brunette stick: Krissy keeps at it, needling her foe, stepping in stiff poke to face, knocking back too-cute blonde head. Minute in, first Kreuk right hand shears in over Hannah's left shoulder, chipping chin: blonde put wobbly butt, forced to cover up earmuff. Abs go on sale: Krissy's in there via snik-snak left/right...Hannah grunting breathy, stooping forward stricken. Kris moves in with left shoulder - pushes off - sidesteps right: buggywhip right hand chops at the Spearritt left hip/kidney, stiffening blonde legs. Chippy jabs from Kris as she rotates counterclockwise - keeping Hannah covered up - then Kreuk snapping off limber tic-tac-toe combinations, startling Spearritt. Bell: Kris glaring, seething; Hannah hurt, but lifting her chin, presenting a plucky front.

R3: Kris and Hannah fight in the trenches - heads in close - shoulders rotating - hands pumping hup-hup-hup combos to offending breadbaskets/tits underneath. Crowd roaring as one girls gets scrubbed out of her stance, then the other...ferocious flyweight paste-fest. Down the stretch, Hannah gets to Kris with right hands: short, chopping strokes chipping and chipping away on Krissy's chin in close. Brunette legs falter - Kreuk babystepping in a little semicircle, momentarily punched into stupor by determined Brit hungry for points.

R4: More of it: taut little beauties en route to setting punch stat records as they close, lean in, get off hup-hup. Moist little grunts/gasps/whines...girls just in there working - each convinced the other can't last, so both just shining the other without fear. Small-mitt clicks and claps...girls alternating head-position on either opposing shoulder...tummies pink and throbbing...faces scuffing up nicely from heartless inside uppercuts. Bell: Kristin's outworked Hannah - underscoring the fact with blazing eye contact.

R5: You scrub me, I'll scrub you: vicious tit for tat continues as little scrappers can't get enough of each other. When one falters, the other steps-to eagerly - each constantly closing any and all gaps to continue lathering the hated other. Both girls routinely picking up chin via short, jerking right uppercuts inside: each goggling, then answering via scrubbing hup-hup. The stumble and step around the ring - tumble along ropes - batting and buffetting each other all the way. Bell: chests heaving, hands on hips...Hannah's outworked Kris by a whisper.

R6: Change of tack, Kris Kreuk. Little 2Ks steps left around her jab, knocking at blonde cuteness, creating distance. Hannah frustrated - wanting to close and scour: Kreuk not having it. Krissy cute in the corners - bouncing off adjacent ropes, sidestep-escaping blonde pin-down attempts. Kris stepping right - stooping to spear jabs to flat blonde tummy - then leaping away: pin-pricking potshots have brunette in firm control. Hannah frustrated - frequently stopping to wave Kristin in: Kreuk stays disciplined, refusing the bait, boxing for points.

R7: Krissy the first to post back to back rounds - she's outboxing Hannah midring. Spearritt: frustrated - hands at cheeks, elbows in - turning on the spot, trying to catch Krissy check hooks or choppy little right hands. Kreuk: circling in either direction; eyes dancing, but focussed; pin-point jabs downstairs and up, levering apart the defence for sneaky right crosses. Buggywhip rights from Kristin chop and strap blonde left flank/hip: Hannah wincing - pulling out at one point, pressing left hand to small of her back, grimacing prettily to convince ref he should scold Kristin!

R8: Hannah unpacks her jab - stabbing Krissy's tits on the step-in, then flurrying-with as girls trade hup-hup-hup. Kreuk stepping out/circling round...she's curling back in, giving angles. Pretty exchange of jabs throughout tense second minute: glaring little beauties poking stick to offending faces - rotating clockwise as brows/cheekbones/mouths are patiently scuffed. Down the stretch - Hannah catches Krissy bolo right uppercut; swinging left hook; clouting right cross...then gets after her ribcage via whirling palm-down right/lefts, beating Krissy ropeside. Kreuk covering up face-in-gloves, sobbing into her palms: round ends to the sight of grinning little blonde punishing helpless brunette ribs for points.

R9: Kristin hating the touch of Hannah's fists last round - brunette changes tack once again, bulling in head-first to drive blondie ropeside. Furious hup-hup scouring again...girls tumbling along ropes, reversing positions as a natural consequence of the punching action. Bodies tattooed...chins routinely picked up...girls swinging away all limber and bendy-backed, teeth bared. Glorious stuff - lissome fighters bending at the waist - slipping-and-answering - torrid pace has crowd roaring as each girl seems able to absorb whatever she must. Kreuk the busier, the more aggressive: Hannah fighting for her life off the ropes much of the time - frequently beaten to a seat in strands under the sheer volume of brunette fury. Bell: Kristin pours a right hand across Hannah's tits just because...ref moves in hot, gives Krissy a stern shake by her arm.

R10: Kristin pouring in on Hannah: now it's SPEARRITT'S turn to show a classy jab - pre-empting Kris and turning her aside. Hannah executing a series of crisp jab-and-pivot routines - cutting Kris inside her mouth with accurately placed, stiff left hands. Kris panting, losing composure a little: the more her face gets poked, the more anxious she is to close and bring battle. Spearritt eventually willing to close and exchange: little vixens in there tousle-scrubbing/shoulder-bumping - each trying to hustle extra leather into straining breadbaskets or onto puffy faces. Crowd roaring as girls lap at each other's tummies hup-hup-hup at bell: ref has to push 'em apart to step the fight. Comes back one point duke...Hannah Spearritt!

AFter: Hannah shrieking when her hand is raised; Kris to the left of your screen staring, clearly gobsmacked by the decision. "I took the piss out of her very early," Hannah gushes in postfight as in the background, Kristin's pitching a little fit in her corner. "Hard punches - head and body - down she went: I took a great deal of her heart out of the fight in the first round. Pride saw her through to the end, but all the rest...heart, guile, determination, legs, volume - that belonged to me. I believe we're even now, and soon I'll be watching Kristin in my rear-view mirror!"