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24 March 2006 Milla Jovovich vs Rachel Nichols

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

Posted by simguy on 3/24/2006, 7:09 am

 

Before: "I was traumatized by TU," Mila pouts in prefight, pointing the finger at Tech overlords for her turbulent North American career. "I was multi (pronounces it 'moolti') time Baltic and Central European champion - I was the toast of Paris as a fighting model. Technetium promised me the moon and delivered hell - I can't wait to make Rachel pay for their sins!"

 

Nichols protective of her paymasters, vigourously defending the record. "Look, Mila was a tough sell in the US and Tech overestimated her appeal - that's not THEIR fault. And let's face it - 'multi-time champ' Jovovich froze when she got over here - SHE didn't deliver in the ring. What was TU supposed to do? Mila absolutely had to win and couldn't handle the pressure. She can't wait to get to me? I can't wait to get to HER fragile, candy-ass and put a good ol' boot right up it!"

 

Rachel in red leather bikini, black fishnet stockings. Mila in white bra and panties over sheer white stockings with floral design. Small gloves, both vixens.

 

During R1: Jovovich showing off classic European style: upright, using her legs, darting in and out footwork behind a crisp, tapping jab off the shoulder. Jovo using every inch of ring, circling left and right, outclassing Rachel below the waist, turning her 'round and 'round. Mila concentrating on Nichol's face - happily bapping it back with single and double stick, stepping away from receipts as Rachel glumly pursues, pawing and pushing her own haphazard stick. Shutout Mila.

 

R2: More of it - Jovovich up on her toes, very nimble, using the entire ring. Rachel stalking, not cutting off the ring very well - basically fencing jabs with the much crisper Jovovich. Rache pushing her stick, leaving it out there: Mila able to jab inside Nichol's reach to punch mouth, AND hook off the jab with nice tight clout. Rachel's face lumping up nicely as Mila's left hand samples American wares at will.

 

R3: Nichols not shutout, but still badly outclassed - Mila's feet dictating terms as Jovovich steps to angles, spots the jab tummy, torso, teeth and steps away. Jovovich frowning in concentration, lips pursed as she circles - very thoughtful girl in the ring, steadily tap-tap-tapping away on her foe. Nichols' nose bleeding, left eye red and sore - Nichols not handling the pace well, can't evade Mila's left hand, and not doing much offensively as Jovovich maintains distance, collects her touches.

 

R4: Mila re-bloodies Rachel's nose after corner had staunched the flow - Nichols' breathing laboured as a result, systems starting to break down. Jovovich bouncing her left hand off Rachel's tender left eye - Jovovich indulging a prim little smile as she sees the pain and frustration creeping into Nichols' face. Rachel a trooper - getting outclassed, but trudging forward, trying to square up and maybe punch-with Mila - but Jovovich's legs won't allow it. Mila never staying in one place too long - not a particularly satisfying performance for a restless American home-run-craving audience - but it's the right fight plan, well executed by the fit n' tasty Czech.

 

R5: Mila stepping in and thrusting the jab down into Rachel's tummy, then coming back up top to chin with a firm, biting hook - Jovo either pivoting left or sliding back out of range after lighting Nichols up tic-toc. Jovovich right hand holstered for the most part - either sliding up to block shots at her ear or flaring out to the side as Mila doubles up jabs. The one time it comes into play is on the counter - Mila sliding back, coaxing Rachel forward with that pushy Nichols jab, then dropping tart, chopping right hands over top to that bulging left eye. Nichols busting up, nose a constant problem and her left eye is all but closed after 5 classy rounds of Mila.

 

R6: Jovovich content to circle, step in hard jab body and face, then pivot away from her foe. Nichols likes the distance but not the sharp, crisp tempo - she just can't get Mila in the crosshairs as leggy Czech lass darts in out and around at will. Jovovich deliberately bloodying Nichols' nose early in the rounds - not all that serious, but judges wincing, shaking their heads as though Nichols is being slaughtered - good little PR job done by Jovovich as a result.

 

R7: Hooks off the jab put Nichols on her heels - Mila getting firm bite on those punches, starting to wobble Rachel a little with accumulated, tart punching off the front (left) foot. More right hands from Mila - she's putting 'em together with jabs for crisp one-twos against Rachel's face; she's fade-stepping right, dropping sharp counter-rights over Nichols lazy jab. Jovovich a crisp, clean puncher, but not really setting down on anything - she's just tap-tap-tapping away on Nichols, busting her up, carrying her in heartbreaking fashion through 7.

 

R8: Mila slanting her jab down into the body, dipping at the waist while loading up weight on her left (front) foot, then snapping hooks off Rachel's available jaw: Nichols rocking back stunned and blinking from these shots as Jovovich rings it up. Again, good scoring blows from Mila aren't really followed up - Jovovich sticking to classy Euro run-and-gun - circling, working off the jab. Right hand - when she throws it - is chopping clean and hard to Rachel's cheek and jaw: poor Nichols can't see the punches from her left side, just staring into hurt at this point.

 

R9: Mila on her horse, prancing and cantering around Nichols: Rachel circling the wagons, all busted up and sullen, hands up high at her temples. Tummy's on sale - Mila stepping in and out with spanking single-shot left jabs - small mitt sounding out thick n' sticky against Nichols' pale, stubborn midriff meat. Mila hooking, jabbing up into the guard: Rachel blocking alot of this stuff, but no longer answering back - poor American beaten raw to her face doesn't look like she wants to compete any more.

 

R10: Jovo circling, picking her spots - a typical American fighter would be pressing the attack, looking for the knockout: Mila happy to torment and draw out the torture as long as she can. Sticking and sticking Nichols - occasionally hooking her or leaning into hot crosses to keep Rache covered up - Mila never gives up an inch of distance - always extending on her punches, small mitts raking and strafing away from outside. Bell: Mila's face lighting up in happiness - she just beat the pants off Rachel Nichols via 10-0 rout!

 

After: Nichols face a tragic map of Mila Jovovich conquest: left eye swollen shut; nose bloodied, lips swollen - Rachel taken apart like a fruit fly in a petri dish tonight as Jovovich has her way. Mila swaggering like a Transylvanian potentate in victory - crowd-pleasing way of moving her hips as she struts and waves, winning over the audience, further humiliating Rachel by proxy. "Veni, Vidi, Vici!" Mila proclaims. "This was just the beginning - I'll have TU in tatters by the time I'm finished! I'm the Technetium Assassin! I will run roughshod over..." On and on like that - Mila obviously thrilled with victory, enjoying her moment in the sun.

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