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27 Jan 2006 Jennifer Connelly vs Sienna Miller

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Posted by simguy on 1/27/2006, 7:14 am

(fight piped in live from London)


Before: Jen Connelly's invasion of the UK encountering fierce resistance - British babes posting a couple of early losses on the celebrated Yank in early skirmishes. "I'm going to put leashes on all their collars," says an upbeat, undaunted Jennifer in prefight, "don't worry about that. It might take a little longer than I anticipated, but these girls have to realize something: Jennifer Connelly gets what she wants. I'm not leaving this place until I have dominion: that's all there is to it." British lasses banding together in the face of Jennifer's unprecendented intrusion: expelling Connelly temporarily suspending all internecine rivalries. "Normally, Sienna Miller's an appalling little tart," sneers haughty Kate Beckinsale - co-conqueror of Jen, "but we're supporting her in this fight and have worked hard to bring her up to snuff. She's definitely the weakest link, being smaller and less experienced than Connelly - but we feel her vigour can more than make up for Jennifer's over-rated skills. We are committed to trouncing Jennifer Connelly and sending her packing: nothing less will satisfy!" Sienna in navy silk bikini - Jen in white string bikini. Small gloves, both vixens.

During R1,2,3: High energy Sienna Miller attacks: poised, calculating Jennifer Connelly ripostes. Miller flying at Jen, flailing at her - small mitts pelting away at an astonishing clip. Connelly well guarded, chin tucked, rolling and blocking shots, then answering back single, well placed blows to particular targets. Jen fitting her right hand up into Sienna's sternum; hook snug to Sienna's liver, ribs, and chin: Miller furiously batting away at the head and shoulders of her foe, hoping to overwhelm the defences the way she did against Penelope Cruz. Rounds 1 and 2 go to Miller as her sheer volume and ferocity appears to be carrying the minutes - but those accurate Jen Con counters add up. By the third, Sienna's knees are buckling, she's mouthbreathing and she's getting moved off her stance by Jen's forceful blows. Miller's punching definitely wilting after three as Connelly craftily weathers the storm, takes the wind out of Sienna's sails.

R4: Connelly over to offence: robust, free-swinging attack - both hands lashing up underneath to batter against Sienna's slender torso. Miller awestruck, beaten to her knees once in each minute of the round - Jen just pouring and pouring herself at the little blonde, backing her up and thumping away non-stop to body. Miller creaky, tearstained as she makes her rickety way to her stool for the break: Jennifer all business, calmly going over the game plan with her trainer.

R5: Jen's got Sienna hobbled, hurting: Connelly cruely goes to her jab to work Miller over from the outside. Clean, piercing strokes - Jennifer stepping easy to her left, eyes narrowed in concentration as she picks out parts of Miller's face to work on. Eyes, cheeks, mouth - Jen just circling, tapping, stepping in and out, rotating away from panicky receipts. Poor Sienna looking scolded, rebuked - face shiny from punishment, eyes swelling - she's just turning on the spot, little dukes up, posing for the pinpoint rain of Jen's straight poke.

R6: Jennifer committed to busting Sienna up - spends another round on her foe's delicate face. Jab, jab, jab - straight, strong, fast stick tapping back Miller's head, buckling her knees. Sienna tempted to mount rushing counterattacks, but Jen's right there with thick, swinging right hands to breadbasket, or intercepting crosses on the chin, nearly sitting Sienna down whenever she tries to advance. Chastised, held at arm's length - Miller's helpless to prevent the systematic pounding as Jen circles, jabs for another shutout.

R7: Kate Beckinsale fuming, arms crossed, lips pursed: Rhona Mitra livid, rising from her seat and leaving the arena as Jennifer Connelly continues to torture her foe. Boos from the British crowd - Miller busting up, bleeding from her nose, cut inside her lower lip, eyes swelling to slits - Jennifer's just circling, pecking away that jab like a crow on roadkill. Miller in stupor, trying to rally - but she can't see the incoming, and any attempt on her part to close distance on Jen is met with harsh, right handed repraisals. Jen's face cold-stone: she'll knock Sienna out if Miller pushes things, but otherwise, she'll simply punish her with that heartless, spearing stick.

R8: Jen stepping in her jab at will now, banging back Miller's head, staggering the blonde - Connelly pivoting neatly left, still executing to perfection despite the demoralized state of her foe. Jen occasionally moving in off the jab to roast Sienna's flat little tummy some spanking right/lefts: Miller gurgling forward, hugging at herself, but Jen doesn't pour on. Brunette stepping out, resetting herself behind the jab and knock-knock-knocking away at Sienna as more outraged boos cascade down. Miller battered unrecognizable after 8, staring, wandering to the wrong corner at the bell: Jennifer visibly, willfuly and cold-bloodedly carrying her opponent tonight.

R9: Jen continues her facial, working Sienna's features over fastidiously, placing every jab like an artist at work. Poor Miller barely able to stand, much less defend herself - yet she struggles forward, dukes up, head banging back - Jen just wheeling casually and dealing viciously. Midway through, a single, jolting short right hand pounds off Miller's chin-tip and drops her to her knees. Jen struts to neutral corner, tossing her hair, staying limber as gutty little blonde rises to fight off the count. Miller makes it to the bell, but that's it for her corner - Sienna quits on her stool at her trainer's request - beaten savagely tonight by a near flawless Jen Connelly (TKO9 via submission).

After: Outraged boos and hisses - knowledgeable British crowd knows exactly what Jen was up to tonight and they don't like it. Connelly ruthlessly making an example of Sienna tonight - deliberately, patiently dismantling her for the benefit of Knightley, Beckinsale, Mitra and the rest. "I needed to break their momentum and I think I accomplished that tonight," says a thoughtful Jen in postfight. "I have nothing against Sienna and I hope she's all right - but I needed to remind some people of where they are on the foodchain and I think they got the message."

 

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