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25 May 2007 Taylor Cole vs Katherine Heigl

Page history last edited by Archer844 13 years, 6 months ago

 

 

 

 

Posted by simguy 5-25-07

 

Thanks to Ginny for this repost.

 

Strongest girls in the division square away on a special night for Katherine: fight in support of the premiere for "Knocked Up" - film expected to set Heigl's name alongside Theron, Zeta-Jones, Garner in the Hollywood firmament at long last. "I'm excited," beams a freshly scrubbed, well-tanned Heigl in prefight. "I'll stop Taylor inside three rounds - saddle her up and give her a ride - then I'll pose for pictures and autographs for my fans for an hour or so - it's gonna be a hoot!"
Cole fuming - former champ definitely cast in the 'working girl' role for this one: she's got a classic chance to be a spoiler here and she's champing at the bit. "Just what the world needs," Taylor sniffs, "another ditzy blonde meglomaniac. There's no way Katherine's knocking me out - forget that - and even if she did - I'd fight her whole stable before I'd let them saddle me up. You know who she reminds me of? Jessica Alba. Remember that big summer Jess had - a bunch of movies all coming out at the same time - she was gonna ride that wave to the top of the food chain? Kathy's got the same stink of the underachiever all over her, and I can't wait to expose her."


Red carpet boxing - outdoor/evening bout in a ring closing off the street in front of Grumman's Chinese Theatre. Kathy in white bikini, small multi-coloured flower petals dotting the decolletage, white gloves, long low ponytail with bangs. Taylor in lavender bikini, orange/green flower petals dotted throughout the top - solid lavender bottoms - white gloves.


Rd 1: Taylor shocking Kathy the jab - leaning in, spearing it, pounding back Heigl's face. Kathy on her heels, blinking in wonder - Cole walking Krusher blonde down behind a good firm poke. Second minute, Cole hooking to Katherine's ribcage off the jab - plowing heavy right hands across jug: Heigl shaken by the assaults - continues to give ground - she hits ropes, covers up earmuff, lips parted. Final minute a robust pummelling - Cole to Heigl: working-girl brunette squares away, hammering the Heigl waistline BEEFY rights and lefts, cramping Kathy up. Tidy right uppercut - tidy right uppercut - Taylor just jerking 'em up between Kathy's mitts, clubbing Heigl's face upwards and KAT GOES DOWN!
"How's that for boxoffice?" Taylor shouts down, "TRAMP!"


Heigl staring, awestruck, panting on all fours - she beats the count, swaying at ropes as Taylor STRUTS all smiles to neutral corner.
Rd 2: Kathy regroups, scowling as she joins Taylor midring. Prowling, big-girl stepping - both setting in their stances, pushing off the right (back) big toe for leverage. Heigl answering with a heavy jab - pounding it in between Taylor's mitts as Cole's doing the same in return. Kathy turning on vicious right hands - partially blocked - but she's got Taylor covering up. Heigl swinging back underneath into Taylor's midsection via the hook: crowd-pleasing spank-and-shiver as Kathy's heavy hand bounces off Cole's firm tummy. Punches in either woman's brawny shoulder moves the girl out of her stance: this is slam-handed slugging of the highest calibre. Heigl the bossier lass - slugging and pushing effectively, walking Cole around in a bludgeoning second.


Rd 3: More of it - flat-footed leverage, wonderful commitment on clobbering punches. Girls right in front of each other - very available - each covering up and crouching slightly to receive the other's wallop. The SOUND of this stuff: clapping, smashing spank as shoulders, arms, flanks soak up dreadful heft. Both girls complimenting roundhouse shellack with the stiffest of spearing jabs up the middle - heads rocking back, momentarily rendering either vixen vulnerable to big-banging follow up. Down the stretch - it's Cole: she's got Kathy tilting forward, baby-stepping into the storm behind her gloves. Taylor biting her lower lip as she retreats in good order, walking Kat onto sumptuous body blows strapped wide and wicked across the waist.


Bell: Taylor smiling, cheeks rosey - knows she took it. Kathy wiping tears away with right forearm, cranky from body hurt.


Rd 4: Cole on top right away, bouncing her jab off Kathy's face as Heigl's stumbling to her right: BIG RIGHT CROSS adds to Heigl's woes. Blonde wobbly butt - staggering sideways to ropes - paws a don't-hurt-me-jab, then covers up as Taylors wades through it, swinging a vicious hook to paunch "TUPP!" Heigl groaning, bent double: TAYLOR'S POUNDING KATHERINE'S BACK! Brunette baring her teeth, swabbing away washerwoman style to Kruzher Kidneys - ref steps in, pushes TC back, reads her the riot act. Resume: Cole's eyes bright as a cat's - she steps in a shafting jab, punching Heigl's head straight back, revealing blonde throat. Torrid right/left shakes Kathy's waist; beefy hook clouts her knockers heavily to one side; clouting right hand sloshes in to jugg, Taylor taking a moment to enjoy herself here. Heigl cringing, regrouping her guard at her face, tilting forward: Taylor cupping her hands at Heigl's golden shoulders a moment, then gutting big blonde a brutal right hand underneath - Cole glaring out into the audience as poor Heigl shudders in receipt. Shove and slug from there - Taylor getting big on Kathy - handing out a patient, slogging beatdown bell to bell.


Rd 5: Kath jabs Taylor into stupor - great, pounding poke, rocking brunette head back, putting a woozy glaze on Taylor's dark eyes. Cole can't hold her canvas - stepped back and to the ropes by methodical, encroaching Katherine. Heigl very deliberate here - strong in her stance - breaking Cole down at the apron. Blonde jab bangs in, scrapes along rightside of Taylor's face/ear; Cole crouching forward on receipt, dukes at temples: Heigl twists into a murderous swinging right, taking Cole in behind left elbow with a shattering CHUPP! Brunettes worldwide feel the punch in sympathy - Taylor sobbing, sitting into ropes, but refusing to go down. Kathy getting big - palming Cole's shoulders, leaning weight on to stack her up: clobbering beatdown issued as blonde takes brunette out back the woodshed. Taylor battered senseless - but keeping her dukes up: she totters from one foot to the other, reels against ropes for support, tips forward hurt, but never goes down. Hellish Heigl softening barrage brings tears to Cole's eyes in the fourth. "Me on you baby - all night long!" Heigl bleats as ref's pushing her back.


Rd 6: Cole hard-eyed, stepping in that bashing poke - Heigl's tottering backwards again, hitting ropes, face-in-gloves. Cole very methodical here - starts out with her hands light against Kathy's wrists, looking Heigl over - then belting away lefts or rights to the waistline, underneath the elbows. Taylor riding one or the other hand at Kathy's ear as Heigl's stooping forward hurrrrt, then Cole buries the free mitt into plush blonde chassis, shaking big strong Kruzher with sheer brutality. As bodyblows loosen blonde - Cole's cleaning up jugg, getting into Katherine's rack via curling, rising rights and lefts. Heigl's curvy legs holding her up - she's teary eyed when she leans back into ropes to take deep breaths, but she's hanging in there. Taylor beats Katherine in heartbreaking, one-sided fashion, but can't totally break down blonde guard or get those legs to give way.


Rd 7: Taylor mouthbreathing - knows she overcommitted in the sixth: Cole backing away as vengeful Katherine walks forward. Girls glaring, stepping cautiously, pounding in the hard poke: Heigl jabbing her way past Taylor's raised mitts, lumping up beautiful brunette features. Midway through - Cole's starting to wander, starting to tie up after getting hit: Heigl smells it, starts to put a body on Cole, making Taylor take weight. Final minute fought with Taylor covered up, suffering at the ropes: Heigl exacting a terrible revenge, beating her woman cudgelling, flat-knuckle lefts and rights in the arms, chest, ribcage. Cole crying out at times, legs trembling - but she too proves sturdy, refusing to go down under thunderous blonde punching. "Too much Kathy!" Kathy blurts at the bell, seething as ref steps in.
Rd 8: Kat dragging in great gulping breaths, barely able to hold her hands up - SHE shies away as Taylor grimly walks blonde down. Heigl stalked to ropes - she covers up, sponges terrible punches against her shoulders and flanks, then ties up. Cole straining to push Heigl against ropes, then methodically slamming away: one hand riding at Kathy's shoulder or ear to stabilize her; free mitt plundering. Heigl shuddering under titanic THUMP - clinching - her open mouth wet on Taylor's brawny shoulder. Ref's breaks Heigl's only respite - she stumbles away, eyes shiny and forlorn: Cole scowling, walking slowly after Kathy, all around the ring. Terrible, ponderous beating - all Cole to Heigl - poor Kathy beaten shabby around the ring, numbed by bashing brunette shellack.

 
Rd 9: Rare two way action - delirious crowd on it's feet as ramshackle beauties swap exhausted haymakers. Both girls staggering, planting flat footed, hands waist-high. Both still jabbing stiffly to upperchest and face - neither lass able to avoid the other's poke now. Swinging from the hips, girls clout each other gobsmacking lefts and rights across open mouths: heads toss side to side, eyelashes flutter, feet stumble and stomp to regain balance. They fall in warm together, instantly galvanized by the touch of hated flesh - both trying to wrestle the other to ropes, just to make her see. Quickly descends into the depths of last-woman standing madness: by the end, Katherine Heigl is punching Taylor Cole's staring face at will, both hands. Ref steps in, pushing a panting Heigl back; Cole out on her feet, bleak, doesn't know where her corner is.

Rd 10: Two battered beauties plod to midring: only one punches. Katherine lifting the still-jarring jab off her hip, punching it into Taylor's face, punching it again; Cole crying, staring into poke like there's no other choice, right hand stacked atop left at her tummy. Right hand Katherine Heigl, lifted from the hip, drifted to chin: Taylor turns to her right, staggers across-ring, draping chest-first on the ropes. Heigl stumbling forward, plows in from behind, crowding close to lift her inner right thigh "SMEK!" against Taylor's lower back. Agonized wail from Taylor - head back as she grips at ropes: woozily enraged Heigl pounding away crude overhand rights to back of Cole's head - BLUDGEONING TAYLOR TO CANVAS! Ref bodying weeping Heigl back: Taylor rolling to her back, head tossing side to side as she struggles to fight off the quit. COLE BEATS THE COUNT! Deep breath Kat, Heigl staggering forward, hands low - OH she guts Taylor a right to belly, crowding in to stack up on follow through. Taylor bleating in pain - pitching forward: Heigl widens stance, riding right hand behind Taylor's head - Heigl fits that left hand in "CHUP" behind Cole's left elbow. Kathy swaying on the spot - all but used up herself: she's REEFING hooks now - belting at Taylor's flank and DOWN GOES COLE! Taylor to her knees, then her face, then her back: knees up, face anguished, hands down at her sides as once again, she desperately tries to rally. Kathy lolling at ropes, holding herself up: she's ashen faced as Cole once again fights off numbing darkness! Heigl plodding in all sloshing jugs and tired tummy - plowing her right hand into Taylor's breadbasket, pitching brunette forward again in agony. Crude stack-up - Heigl just pressing TC against ropes, then SMOKING her the right across the chops. Taylor out on her feet, no longer competing: she's a sad parody of the mighty brunette who began the fight, sleepily holding right hand under her chin, left dangling at her side as Heigl swings away clobbering, exhausted lefts and rights to bell. Ref jumps in as Kathy's still drifting away mindlessly to Taylor's chin: this one goes incredibly to cards.
Comes back one point duke...KATHERINE HEIGL!


After: Cole battered beyond recognition, absorbing the beating of a lifetime and yet denying Katherine satisfaction in one of the bravest performances of the year. Heigl shuddering into tears in her corner, hugged and congratulated by Jones and Theron: breakthrough fight for Katherine as big brunette brings out the next level in Ms. Heigl's game. "She forgot one thing," a puffy, banged up Kathy H says in postfight. "I'm a working class fighter too - I know what it is to compete. Taylor hurt me when she compared me to Jessica Alba, because I've never been given ANYTHING in this sport - not title shots, not even fights themselves. Cole thought I'd shrivel up and quit when the going got tough, but she doesn't have a clue about who I am. Things got tough tonight - way, way tough - and I wasn't the one who quit at the end. Girls like Taylor and Jenny O'Dell think they're tuff because they came up fighting beach or whatever, but they have no idea. Me and Charlize are coming, and I don't see anything holding us back. If Charlie doesn't get Jenn, I will: that's all there is to it!"


++ (per Tractorpull) COLE/HEIGL The two biggest lightweights, both ex welters, got into the ring and put on a brawl that becomes a lightweight fight of the year candidate. Cole got the slugging started as she floored Heigl in the first. No matter who won the rounds they seemed one sided. Cole would have Heigl weeping and then Heigl would have Cole out on her feet. Cole had a slight lead going into the final round and then the roof fell on her as Heigl handed her a terrible beating and sending her to the canvas twice. That was enough to give Heigl the decision and her first win in her last five fights.

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