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Round 1:
The Charlize of old stalks out, snapping the left hook, bending into slinging rights. She rocks Candice’s pretty head to the side with a clanging right cross to end a hot exchange at mid-ring. Wide-eyed, Candice gives ground - her back touches ropes; Charlize measuring her with lefts, then drives an overhand rights to Candice’s left eye! Hurt, she keeps her composure and in the final minute, starts to time Theron’s right, slipping and answering with spanking hooks to Theron’s suspect waist. It ends as a big Theron round, although she appears bothered by Candice’s unexpectedly effective body work; wincing as she heads to her stool.
Round 2:
Corner telling Candice, "Get back to her body - and she does; slamming whiparmed hooks under the elbows to buckle Theron’s sturdy legs early, forcing her to cover up. Candice keeps up a furious punch rate, slamming right hands to ribs; twisting her hips into a spanking left hook that shakes Theron and sends shockwaves through her glutes! THERON IS HURT! Crowd rises to their feet as, cringing, elbows tucked in, face frozen in pain, Theron rope-a-dope’s; letting Swanepoel hammer away with both hands! Hurt to the body, Theron keeps her left high, the straight jab keeping Swanepoel at bay while her right hovers protectively in front of her bosom, glove shielding her left breast. Theron’s jab proves effective as she walks Swanepoel into a series of hard rights, pushing her back onto the ropes where Theron then rips away; snapping three or four punch; short, quick, combinations; then backing off before Swanepoel can counter. Frustrated, Candice gets wild, swinging off the ropes, but the veteran blonde coolly backs up; ducking, bobbing and slipping punches, then countering with her expected efficiency. End of the round: Swanepoel has been led around by her bleeding nose, battered consistently and is beginning to show the strain of frustration. Candice’s pale face has a ruddy glow from Theron’s punches while Charlize’s wears the flushed hue of exertion; breathing harder than her younger rival, but landing more and harder punches so far.
Round 3:
Controversial Charlize! She nails Candice with a big right that drops Candice on her butt! MODEL DOWN! Swannie rolls flat onto her back with her knees drawn up! Campbell rushes in, roughly shoving Charlize away, drawing a bleat protest from Theron. Cat Bell at ringside, adds her two cents to the discussion. Naomi grabs a handful of Theron’s sweaty string top between her breasts and holds on as she leans thru the ropes and gets in Bell’s face, pointing to a chair in Theron’s corner; telling her, "Put your fat old ass back in that seat or I’ll throw it - and you - out on it!" Her face red with anger, Bell grudgingly climbs back down and meekly retakes her seat. The delay gives Candice valuable time to recover when... in a better organized fight...she would almost surely have been counted out then and there! Back on her feet, Swanepoel spent the rest of the round running. Theron is used to being the leggy girl in fights, but Candice’s legs are longer, and she easily avoids contact until her head is right and Theron is unable to take advantage. By the bell, Swanepoel seems fully recovered. Theron is out of breath, but she’s out to a commanding lead after three rounds.
Round 4:
Zeta Jones and Arterton getting on Swanepoel between rounds, urging her, "Make her move her feet." Candice hears and obeys, using her long, limber, legs more this round. Theron paws with her extended left and when Candice bats at the glove in her face Theron steps to a right and drops another right to the jaw that dazes Candice! Candice steps back, then suddenly drops in a heap on her butt; eyes fluttering. Beating the count at eight, she retreats in disorder while the South African fans roar as Charlize moves in. Candice side-slips along the ropes and Theron’s headlong bullrush drapes her over the top rope as she misses a wild ‘go home’ overhand right! Naomi Campbell jumps in quickly, gives a sharp spank to Theron’s jutting butt, yelling, "Come on, get off the ropes!" Righting herself and spinning, Theron just misses Swanepoel who is rocked her back on her heels by the near miss. It’s all Charlize as the veteran blonde uses a straight left jab to set up her right, keeping Candice backstepping off balance. Twice in the final thirty seconds, referee Campbell insinuates herself between the fighters; once jamming a bony elbow into Theron’s left breast to create space whenever Candice is trapped on the ropes. Less than ten seconds later, it’s a knife edge chop to Theron’s left breast after she staggers Swanepoel with a right. Both times, Naomi seems more intent on hurting Theron than protecting Candice. Long delay by Campbell to check Candice’s gloves, bogging things further, then she waves the fighters together, but the bell sounds before either can throw another punch.
Between rounds:
As Theron trudges back to her corner panting hard, Cat Bell jumps onto the ring apron and starts barking at Campbell, accusing her of "elbow smashing" Theron’s goodies! Campbell stops, glares, wiggles her middle digit, then turns her back and saunters over to Candice’s corner where she leans back on the ropes to listen as Catherine Zeta Jones implores her girl, "Stay away from her, she’s still dangerous. Run her around the ring; put some miles on those old legs. Drag her into the tenth and she’ll be there for the taking!" Across the ring, Cat Bell is urging Theron, "Finish her now. You’ve got her ready to go, drop the hammer and lets go back to the hotel, order some Dom and hop in the sack." Despite the sideshow, another solid round for Theron.
Round 5:
Theron again slow off her stool; perky chest heaving; panting; seemingly having gone ‘all in’ with her fourth round onslaught. Candice wary, flicking her left to keep Theron at arms length; no longer wanting to get close to the bigger, heavier, blonde bomber. Charlize trudging forward, still trying to catch her breath; left pawing; right cocked; hoping to end Candice’s night! Theron misses an overhand right but catches Candice’s ribs with a solid left hook. Follow-on sweeping right misses just over Candice’s head as she ducks just in time. Off balance, Theron stumbles forward, her right arm dropping limp on Candice’s left shoulder. Swanepoel turns her hips into a sweet, low, right hook - well below Theron’s belly button - and the old blonde spits out her mouthpiece as she folds forward into Candice’s arms. Two lefts to the kidney have Theron gasping as she staggers back to the ropes; arms up; elbows in. It’s rope-a-dope time! Theron sways in the ropes and lets Candice punch; countering infrequently with short chopping rights or left uppercuts; then shoving Candice shoulders back. Candice growing brave, darts in to pattycake Charlize’s breasts; dances away; and when Theron doesn’t pursue, model eases back in, slips a left to plow a right to the actresses lower body. Nothing in the final minute from Charlize; letting Candice set up shop in front of her to hammer and tong forearms, biceps or cuff her ears while the ex-champ ducks, bobs and weaves to avoid direct contact. The final minute sees Candice coming on like gangbusters; ripping uppercuts between Theron’s elbows to jerk her head up; pounding straight to her exposed and vulnerable chest! Even after the bell, Swanepoel, excited and inexperienced, keeps punching - landing two devastating punches. Referee Campbell stands idly by, enjoying the sight, finally putting a gentle hand on Candice’s shoulder and telling her, "OK, that’s enough." Charlize didn’t land a clean head shot this round and Candice escaped in good order as the hard-breathing veteran actress couldn’t catch the whippet quick and elusive model.
Between rounds:
Theron having problems catching her breath in the oppressive atmosphere, despite the best efforts of her corner. Cat lifting Charlize’s "limp" arms while Olga tugs at her waist band, trying to help her suck air into her lungs. Charlize gasps, "I...I can’t do this.." Cat is alarmed and SLAPS her to get her attention. "Dammit, we can’t quit... it’d be the end of everything we’ve worked for. I’m too old to start over Char! If you don’t give a damn about your reputation, think of me...for a change."
In Swanepoel’s corner, Zeta Jones rubbing the back of Candice’s neck, Gemma rubbing her thighs. Cath hissing, "You’ve got her on the run, hon. Now let’s put the pedal down and give the old gal some roadwork."
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Round 6:
Theron lumbering out, looking gassed, goes right to the ropes again; Ali to Swanepoel’s Foreman! The excited youngster sees the opportunity of a lifetime and unloads with everything she’s got; whipping punches into Theron’s shoulders, arms and elbows while Charlize contents herself leaning left, then right; waiting for Candice to wear herself out while accomplishing little. Candice able to body up; digging hooks in behind Theron’s elbows, leaving the blonde hunched over; arms tucked in, while Candice stands cheek on shoulder. Referee Campbell more active this round, almost eager to get involved. When she can, Naomi’s prying the fighters apart; ‘accidentally’ elbowing Theron’s breasts or slapping her chest with her open hand in the process as she parts the combatants. Theron’s protests draw an angry glare from Campbell, but no comment. Final minute: Candice steps left, drops a swatting left hook on Charlize’ ear, then turns into a thumping right to the bra that brings a squeak of pain from the embattled blonde as her left knee unhinges briefly. Charlize back to the ropes, again; absorbing downward chopping lefts to both breasts, then a knee-locking uppercut low to her belly that doubles her over in breathless pain just seconds after the bell!
Between rounds:
Swanepoel’s best round of the fight so far sees Candice inching her way back into contention on the scorecard. Bell into the ring, ignoring Charlize to instead berate Campbell about her tactics - and for doing "nothing about Swanepoel’s late low blows." Naomi evil-eyes Bell, points and tells her, "Get back to the corner. Don’t worry about MY job, I can do that without your help. You better look after your girl; she looks like she’s out of gas and needs all the help she can get, so why don’t YOU go do YOUR job and leave me the hell alone, b###h!" Then she shoves Cat toward Charlize who’s on her stool, bent over, hands on her knees, panting hard and looking like she’s having second thoughts about this comeback idea.
Round 7:
Swanepoel holding Charlize’s right arm behind the elbow, scooping rights up into her belly; pancaking her cups; Theron’s bra jumping and jiggling from the impacts. As if that’s not enough, Candice looking decidedly leggy, maneuvering easily around Theron who has slowed considerably since the early going. Swanepoel uses her elbows whenever she traps Charlize in a corner, working on her famous little ‘tender vittles’ with a hard-hearted vengeance! This was part of Zeta Jones’ camp strategy and it’s finally unveiled here as Candice slams away with abandon to Charlize’s bra and keeps her back on the ropes for the first two minutes of the round! Theron holding on, mouth-breathing, looking fatigued as Candice continues to plow away right-handed to her bra. In the final minute, Theron just lays back on the ropes; letting Candice pound her body with lefts and rights. Charlize legs are dead and she no longer has any zip on her jab - Swanepoel walking through it, pounding Theron’s breasts flat with pistol shot combinations! Candice sitting down on her punches, has the blonde faltering when a biting left on the jaw buckles Theron’s legs and she sprawls to all fours! Mouth gaping, panting, chest heaving, Theron crawls to the ropes and painfully drags herself to her feet as the crowd stands and roars in disbelief. Charlize lolls back into the ropes and hunkers down as Swanepoel pours everything she has into her body like water through a sieve; shoeshining rights and lefts buffet Theron’s proud bosom and leave her quivering with helpless indignity at the bell. Campbell slow coming in to pull the young model off the fading former champ and Swanepoel uses the extra time to slam a couple more punches; two rights to Charlize’s left breast! Theron glaring, grumbles something to Campbell as she separates them.
Between rounds:
Naomi bodying up chest to chest with Theron, bellows in her one-time rivals face; saliva splattering blonde cheek. Theron sways on tired legs; eyes searching for her corner. Bell, halfway into the ring, screams at Campbell until Kurylenko grabs the back of Cat’s belt and hauls her back, barking in Ukrainian that neither Bell nor Campbell understands. Campbell doesn’t see fit to mention Candice’s late punching as she walks Swanepoel back to her corner; arm around her shoulder like a protective older sister. Suddenly, it’s not only a fight, it’s a potential upset of the century in the making!
Campbell’s cheap tactics and lackluster refereeing have helped drag the fight out; wearing down Theron who is showing the fatigue you’d expect of someone who hasn’t fought or trained hard in over six months. Thanks to a lot of help from Naomi, Candice has given Charlize a tougher fight than anyone - even Candice - expected!
Charlize slumps on her stool; Kurylenko desperately fanning her, Bell holding ice bags to both breasts. Theron wincing at the slightest pressure as she swishes water in her mouth and - reluctantly - spits it out onto the dirty cement floor of the gym. "Keep away from her right, Char!" Bell implores her girlfriend. "She’s killing you inside; stick the left in her face and keep it there." Theron opens her mouth to protest, but Bell cuts her off, "You want to come back to the FCBA? Well, show me you want it. This girl’s nothing compared to the ones lining up to get a piece of your ass there."
Cole gets a faceful of cold water from Arterton and angrily slams her fist on the turnbuckle before she sits down to get an earful from Zeta Jones. "The bimbo’s ripe for the pluckin’," Cath almost screams. "Fight through any setbacks and work ‘er body, dammit!" Swanepoel looks up over Catherine’s shoulder and sees Naomi Campbell standing there, smiling and nodding in agreement. Swanepoel is standing, fresh as a daisy even before the ten second warning buzzer. "This is your round," Zeta Jones tells Candice as the warning buzzer sounds and she slaps her butt as she shoves her mouthpiece in. "Take it to her!" Charlize is slumped on her stool, her body cramping. No matter how deeply she inhales, she can’t get any air.
Round 8:
Swanepoel bounces out of her corner, her long, wiry, legs eating up the distance between her and the fading actress facing her. Charlize stands, almost sits back down on her stool, then catches herself on the ropes and her legs firm. Candice sweeps forward, an inexorable force, draws back her right and unleashes the hardest punch she’s thrown the entire fight. Her aim is true and her fist flashes out toward Charlize Theron’s nose. At the last second, Charlize tilts her head to the side and Candice’s punch just grazes her cheek, rocking her head to the side. Off balance, her weight forward, Candice can’t stop her momentum and she slams into Theron, chest-to-chest; perky-breast-to-perky-breast. Charlize grunts from the impact, staggers back into the ropes...then uses the rebound effect to lift a short right uppercut up under Candice’s chin. The result is electric! Candice’s head snaps back; her knees unhinge; her butt drops straight down and she collapses in a heap at Theron’s feet. Charlize trips over her body and falls to her knees, then onto her stomach. Her legs stretched out behind her draped across Swanepoel’s chest. Naomi screams, "NO!" then grabs Charlize by the arm as she’s trying to get up and practically throws her toward a neutral corner. Candice rolls over, lifts her head and then it drops back on the mat. Naomi looks around in confusion, unsure what to do. At ringside, someone begins to count. Naomi hears it and knows what she must do then. She hurries to Candice, grabs her under the shoulders and drags her to her feet.
Slapping her, Naomi asks, "Are you OK?"
Candice smiles and replies, "Two."
"I asked if you were alright," Naomi says, shaking the blonde model, "not how many fingers I’m holding up."
Candice nods, finally understanding. "Saturday," she answers.
Naomi rolls her eyes and glances at Theron who looks like she’s shot her bolt. "OK then," Naomi tells Candice, "Go get her!" She slaps her on the back, shoving Candice toward Charlize.
Theron steps forward, crouches and when Candice raises her hands and tries to punch, Charlize drives a straight right hand between Candice’s gloves. The punch explodes on Candice’s chin and the willowy model is unconscious before her butt hits the canvas. Even Naomi Campbell knows this fight is over and she doesn’t even give Swanepoel the dignity of a countout, just waves her arms and then heads straight for the scorers table. Theron by KO8...or is it? |
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