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25 Oct 2003 (Title) Ch Brittany Daniel vs Krista Allen

Page history last edited by Archer844 14 years, 11 months ago

REEBOK LIGHTWEIGHT TITLE

 

Originally posted by Simguy on 10/25/2003, 10:48 am.

 

Before: Rubber match, title bout and two girls who practically writhe in discomfort when in close proximity to each other. Smoldering prefight poses, Krista looking up through her lashes at Brittany with that little pout on her lips. Head cocked slightly one side—Daniel glaring, nostrils flaring—pictures are taken quickly and then the girls are separated before critical mass can be reached.

 

“Why wouldn’t I beat Brittany?” Krista asks the assembled press, conveniently forgetting her KO loss to Daniel last time out. “I’ve battered Jenny O’Dell AND Cat Bell, both girls Brittany’s banged her head against and couldn’t handle. I’m in a different league, and it’s time Daniel recognized that.”

 

Brittany not just her usual wisecracking self when it’s Krista across the dais from her—Janet Jones soothing the tempestuous blonde, calming her, keeping her in her seat.

 

Brittany in black underwire bikini, Krista in red bikini, tie side bottoms.

 

During R1: Krista getting her tactical bout early—probing Brittany midring, using her legs to circle and outmaneuver the blonde. Daniel hands tucked under her chin as she scoots and dips, trying to cut down the ring—not a lot of contact through the first two minutes, Down the stretch, Allen easing back, roaming to her left—Brittany jumps in a wild right, misses, then sweeps a clocking hook as Allen backs away and KRISTA”S SHOOK! Allen catching flush on her jaw, hands down—she skids along the ropes, nearly going down but righting herself in the corner. BRITTANY GOES JIG! Daniel pouncing in and RANSACKING those puppies, standing up in the stirrups to mug the bejesus out of Krista’s gorgeous melons. Allen hurt, in shock—just staring back as her buxom breasts get flapjacked. Daniel ignoring the bell in brisk-punching frenzy—ref tackles her away like a man pulling a pitbull away from a kitten.

 

R2,3: Krista wary, but boxing beautifully—she’s leggy, using the ring, turning at the ropes to keep her back clear. Brittany jumping in the odd lead right, but not getting the chance to double and triple up—Allen’s spurning her with jabs, steering her, dictating the tempo, Crowd getting on Allen at times, but this is the way to handle Daniel—blonde gambling, getting touched up, falling behind through 3.

 

R4: Daniel stomp feinting, throwing her arms out to the sides—she’s getting Allen to over-react, back straight up, Brit jumping in with those sizzling lead rights, grazing chin, then clouting Allen the hook as Krista retreats—brunette looking confused, shaky when Daniel finds ALL of her chin with a crashing right! Allen hitting the ropes is disarray, tilting forward and BRITTANY MUGS JUG! Glorious, heartpounding lefts and rights drive up and in, tearing past Allen’s limp guard, pancaking her girls and leaving her destitute. Krista sobbing, trying to clinch, but Daniel won’t be denied. Brittany just staying in Krista’s trunks, crouching and exploding, keeping her hands free and rampaging to her foe’s proud torso and breasts. Krista finally able to clinch and counter late, avoiding the shutout, but Daniel still right there at the bell, volleying dangerous rights at Krista’s chin and punching well after the break as the ref steps in.

 

R5: Brittany surging forward…and rejected as Allen spits out the stick, stacking Daniel up at the end of the punch. Krista dropping right hands, pounding away7 to Brittany’s mouth with sharpshooting accuracy, stepping left—Daniel getting rung up badly midring as she follows, starts to ship groggy. Krista just dishing p a methodical trouncing, easy to her left, suddenly jumps in with the lightning left uppercut to the point of Brittany’s chin! Daniel lifted off her feet, caught flush and scooting to her backside—head lolling badly as she bounces: she’s HUUUUURT! Daniel up at 10, tears welling up, looking forlorn and ON COME KRISTA! Allen SURGING to jug, hateful payback punching pounding away on Brittany’s rack—poor dazed blonde reaching wide around Allen’s shoulders in a dim attempt to clinch. UPPERCUT! Kris CRACKING that chin with the right hand shoving Brittany off as she collapses forward, then cracking her the left—Daniel’s head swiveling and tilting on a limp neck==she’s helpless! Kris POUNDS away, helping herself to Daniel’s slackened features and THE REF STEPS IN! TKO5 or the winner and NEW lightweight champ—Krista Allen!

 

After: Allen no longer the best fighter to have never won a title—she’s sobbing, carrying on with her cornermen as the moment overwhelms her. Brittany all banged up and drowsy, battered senseless as she falls victim to Allen’s dazzling step-in left uppercut—plucky blonde just couldn’t shake off the power AND KRISTA’S NOT DONE!

 

Allen composing herself and stomping over to the Krusher corner, shoving Jones aside, hauling Brittany to her feet and jamming the blonde chest-first into the turnbuckle, Allen snarling as she props Brittany’s right leg up in the middle rope, then goes buttock with great walloping, flat right hands! Daniel shouting out in pain, eyes closed, eyebrows high as she hugs turnbuckle—Krista’s lighting her up with no remorse. Allen wearing out her right arm, seizes the last of Brittany’s belts, climbs the ropes behind the devastated blonde and holds the gold aloft in both hands, trapping a sobbing Brittany in the corner as flashbulbs pulse.

 

Reposted by Archer 4/13/09.

 

 

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