Posted by simguy 8-25-07

Thanks to Ginny for this repost

Larter brawling her way out of the pack, emerging as a 'best of the rest' type name in the last few months: she's taking that next step to bona-fide contender status with Heigl. "Kathy can't handle my speed," confident Larter asserts in prefight. "I'm gonna keep it light and nimble - just be touching her and moving - I don't want to give those big-swinging hams of hers any stationary targets. Tire her body, frustrate her spirit: that's the ticket." Heigl taking the long route to success, but she's at the top of the mountain now - a target for up and comers like Larter. "Ali's hungry," Heigl observes, "but I'm hungry too. I'm not exactly a turtle in there - if her whole plan is to stick-and-move, I think Ali's in for a shock come fight night." Heigl in baby blue lace push up, baby blue bikini bottoms with big white polka-dots; white gloves; long ponytail with bangs. Ali in black lace push up, leopard-print bikini bottoms; black gloves.

Rd 1: Larter breaks up a tactical-boxing first midway through, driving a stout right cross to Kathy's chin. Follow up hooks bounce off Heigl's stunned face - KATH SCOOTS TO HER REAR-END! Larter nodding fiercely - as though knockdown were 'mission accomplished'. Shaky 8, Heigl: Larter pouncing on Kruzher beef at ropes: stout pounding of the flanks via batting barrage has Heigl sitting in ropes, grimacing. All Larter late - weight on front foot, back arching as she levers straight-arm left hooks up into Kathy's breadbasket - big whacking blasts have Heigl stooped forward in pain at bell.
Rd 2: Kathy gets the knockdown back in a hurry: brisk one-two trip-hammers Ali to chin - dropping Larter to her knees moments in. Blinking 8, Larter - Kathy batting mitts as she wades on in: siege of Castle Larter unfolds at the ropes. Ali: earmuffed up, stooping forward. Heigl: feet wide, eyes alert, lips snarling. Very patient Heigl hammering - placing the hook heavily in Larter's midsection; bumping Larter beefy left shoulder/extended left elbow to prop: picking Larter up the choice right uppercut close in. Ali well-punished, but snipping back in spots: Larter showing nice tight swipe in keeping Heigl honest through 2.

Rd 3: Ali nips Kathy a rugged right cross early: Heigl stomping in fence post holes, instantly wobbly-butt - HEIGL'S hurt again! Ali to the breadbasket, hooks: big, whacking, straight arm blasts as Larter swivels on her hips, lifting those babies in. Gurgling moan of protest blurts past Kathy's lips - she bad hurt, stumbling forward as Larter pivots, turning big wounded blonde midring. Ali eyes narrowed as she rips hooks to waist, sets down on additional short, pounding right crosses: Heigl proving durable as she raked and strafed - pounded senseless in a little counterclockwise reel. Down the stretch, Kathy hooks-with Ali, gets the better of it: Heigl able to stagger forward with a walking barrage of rights and lefts underhand to Larter's ribcage, punching the breath from Ali. Round ends with a breathless Larter back-on-ropes, tieing up around Heigl's elbows as Krusher pushes her weight late.

Rd 4: HEIGL back with a right hand: Larter sent stamping, face stricken. Ali all shook up and wobbly butt - stumbles spaghetti legs to ropes: deep breath Katherine Heigl as she wades in, squares up to do damage. Big, buxom beat down, Kathy on Ali: job of work for Heigl to bat that body, push at those shoulders, body-up as necessary to keep Ali pinned and suffering. Nothing fancy, Heigl just smashing at Larter's torso and arms, beating her numb with heavy handed deliberation. Larter butt-in-ropes the entire time - showing earmuff, occasionally crossing her arms and pointing the left shoulder at Kathy - anything to help distribute the punishment. Shutout Heigl: both vixens are looking dishevelled, shopworn through 4 blistering heats.

Rd 5: First round that looks anything like what either lass had drawn up on their chalkboard before hand. Larter on numbed legs, spreads feet wide for balance, starts pushing off the back (right) big toe to put a stiff stick onto Heigl. Kathy lifting her mitts, blocking poke, but staying out on the end of it - taking a bit of a breather here. Larter able to extend, pivot to her left - keeping Kathy at bay with the jab alone. Both girls deploy choosy right hands at times, but neither finding chin with anything like the authority both displayed through first 4.

Rd 6: Stout right cross, Ali; biting left hook and HEIGL GOES DOWN! Heigl's head kicking back from tart contact, she stumbles to all fours - pounds the canvas in disappointment, trying to feel her legs. Heigl up at 8, swaying hurt against ropes: deep breath Ali as once again, she gathers her reserves for a finishing barrage. Methodical, patient bludgeoning issued: poor Heigl sobbing face in gloves, glorious torso stooped forward and rolling sadly side to side under Ali's cruel strokes. Larter baring her teeth, digging in behind either Heigl arm to ribs; gouging at that paunch; uppercutting those world-class breasts - anything to loosen up Kathy's guard. Larter finding the Heigl chin via hard-working uppercuts after softening up that body: Kathy's curvy legs hold her up as she takes a rich, methodical, non-stop pasting bell to bell in the sixth.

Rd 7: Ali stepping to Katherine - putting the jab on her, then leaning in to get that clean right cross home: Heigl's stamping around in fence post holes all over again. Ali diligently following up successful right hands with raking hooks: now she's hopping to her right as she rips 'em: poor Kathy tilting forward, turning, trying to slip under the batting. Larter always bringing her hands back after getting off - well balanced as she circles and chops away. Cruel, tight right hands snatching at Kathy's belly have Krusher crying out in pain. Down the stretch, Heigl too strong to go down, begins to eat into Ali's lead with clubbing lefts and rights: exhausted Larter falling back with arms raised/crossed - she hits ropes all a-tremble. Sloppy hammer and tongs as both girls fight on fumes, lean in mouth on shoulder and lap at torsos underneath. Ref has to push an open-mouthed, glassy eyed Heigl back off her foe after the bell.

Rd 8: Kathy deploys the jab - startling Ali not with power, but with class. Sometimes tart and pounding, sometimes pawing - Kathy inching forward, keeping the left in Ali's face, screaning her for the big right hands to follow. Larter clipped and hurt at several points - falling forward as legs betray her: Heigl showing the ability to punch backing up, walking Larter into short, rising lefts and rights. Kathy keeping Ali out on the end of poke - lining her up, cashing her in: Larter's mouth wide open, eyes hollow as she staggers around, looks for clinches, tries not to go down under Katherine's thoughtful onslaught.

Rd 9: Girls fall in mouth on shoulder - each wracked with fatigue-agony, but both determined to win quit from the other. Licking it up in close - both tuck to body, then look for tight hooks up top: both sets of buttocks put wobbly as each girl scores in turn. Grim bump-and-slug at close quarters - Larter getting hooks onto Kathy's bulging rack and open mouth, threatening to sit Krusher down. Heigl able to answer in kind, thumping away hooks to breadbasket, coming over the top with clubbing right hands to scatter Ali to her right. Even round till late: short, muscular right uppercut unhinges Ali's legs - causing her to stumble forward on autopilot. Heigl stepping back in good order - just lifting short, shrugging lefts and rights into her foe's torso as Ali stumbles in. Larter lucky to finally clinch and hold, hanging on for dear life at the bell.

Rd 10: Ramschackle beauties walk to midring on their heels - terrible toll taken on both vixens tonight. Ali gets the jab out, baring her teeth as poke bounces off drowsy Heigl face, kicking blond head back. Larter to her left on trembling legs - just enough lateral movement to keep Kathy from getting off. Larter with right hands shafting through to Kathy's chin, swivelling ponytailed head: Heigl's legs gobble up the shots, refusing to go down again. Kathy earmuffing, trying to wade into Larter and body up - but Ali foiling the plan with sidesteps around her jab. Time and again, Krusher beauty is turned and vexed as Ali picks away from outside. Tactical 10th goes Ali's way: both girls drained, panting, trembling after a brutal war of attrition. Comes back one point, UD10, Ali Larter.

After: Larter's safety-first 10th proves the decisive stanza as Heigl's roaring comeback falls just one round short. Side to side, vixens sway woozy in postfight, faces punished/puffy - legs and bodies numb and throbbing: great brawl. "She's a monster in there," exhausted Ali admits in postfight, "just as strong as they said. And she's a better boxer than I thought - she did a lot of things we hadn't really prepared for, but I just hung tough when she was getting the best of it and I never quit. She was obviously shocked that I hit her as hard as I did - I know she didn't think I could hurt her, but I rocked her world right away to get her respect. Honestly - she was fighting a little scared after the first round - a little hinky. That made the difference I think.