Courtney Tailor vs Jennifer Lawrence

Before : Jenn was supposed to be the breakout light-to-welter star, but right from the start, Courtney’s always been in the rearview. It’s been a long road to respect for both beauties, but with Palicki looking for something other than warmed-over Righetti victims, a win here could propel the blonde girl over Tahnee’s head for a welter title shot!

Teeny-triangle wine colored bikini for Courtney, hair loose and wild, red gloves. Chimera's go-to outfit for Jenn, a green "Theron bikini", yellow gloves and bare feet; her honey blond hair in a French Twist.


R1: Robust trade to stout ribcages braces both women: loud, batting wallops sounding out. Courtney turning over a hook to chin, following up a short right: tic-toc pasting buckles Jennifer's knees. Lawrence staggers to ropes, forms earmuff. Tailor following strong, strapping the waist thick, broad paintbrush strokes: crowd cheering on the harm. Jennifer gasping, bunching up: Courtney turns flat-knuckle lefts and rights onto her foe's winter-white biceps, shuddering flanks. Thudding beatdown hamhanded, but predictable: Lawrence able to swipe back the odd riposte, turning Tailor's chin, not fazing her. Courtney maintains position, pushing and pummelling to bell. Tailor chesting up, won’t let Lawrence off the strands until ref moves in.

R2: Girls taking turns dipping in close to get off compact & brawny. Courtney finds Lawrence's belly, hooks her ribs, but Jenn dictating with smarter footwork - pivoting clockwise, fighting off right shoulder, pounding at her waist/ears in thudding combinations. Right hand stubby up the middle late: Courtney's head flinging straight back, eyes blinking in alarm, Lawrence outfighting her midring.

R3: Swooping in - Courtney buries a right to Jennifer’s tummy, then drives to ropes with a shoulder, on top again, bumpin' hard. Lawrence digs in, lifts dukes to peek-a-boo: SLOB-R-KNOCKER! Tailor: bracing guard with a cross-bar left forearm, then hammering away short, clubbing rights with the elbow in for tight-chopping delivery. Jennifer's turn: little right uppercut mitt-splitter; little left uppercut; left hook chopped tight behind Courtney's right elbow. Tailor's turn: BANGING fusillade either side of Lawrence's elbows, laying siege to that waist, then up top right/lefts, buffetting the ears. Rip-roaring stuff...crowd going nuts...fists constantly flying HARD, one way or the other. Final moments...Courtney's punched apart Jennifer's guard, disorganizing her, scoring heavy short-clubbing to breasts. Jeri screaming, pounding apron with her palm: "GET OFF THE ROPES!"

R4: Jennifer firms, pumps jabs to Courtney's face & breasts. Right hands from Lawrence, clipping Tailor crisp, backing her up. Courtney not the same fighter backing up, but trying to make up for Jennifer’s weight of shot with combinations and aggression. Slow clockwise rotation...heavy two-way jabbing: stand-and-deliver gun platform stuff as girls shell each other like a couple of man-o'-wars exchanging broadsides. Tailor landing to face and breasts, but so's Lawrence: eventual balance of trade goes in Jenn's favour. Courtney's face lumping up, both fighters already shabby from punishment through 4.

R5: Jennifer attacks, but eats a stubby right uppercut in close; gets hooked across the tits, stumbles backward; Courtney walking her down. Tailor reaches under Lawrence's arms, chests her tuff into the Chimera corner, left shoulder trapping Jenn’s right, Courtney slams right forearm across jugs, then pounds righty-on-the-gut until ref's break, blowing Jeri a kiss as she’s forced back. Lawrence covers up earmuff, butt-on-turnbuckle as Courtney regroups, steps back in. RIGHT UPPERCUT, J-LAW! Shocking jolt from Lawrence picks Tailor up stiff and SHE GOES DOWN! Courtney on her back, picking head up off canvas in groggy wonder...Jennifer seething down as ref pushes her away. Tailor rallies shabby off the deck, takes a reeling 8: ON COMES JENNIFER! Courtney's turn to sag on ropes, dukes at temples as Lawrence slops on the hurt. Beefy, swinging rights short left uppercuts clang away on the guard, Jennifer bodying up, then getting off right/left, beating Tailor across her front. Courtney gritting her teeth, riding it out - she'll occasionally tie up around Jennifer's arms, but nothing can keep her from cleaning up big, leaping ahead on the cards!

R6: Heavy-shelling left hands bashing at Jennifer's guard and pate, keeping her covered up. Deliberate clockwise rotation from Courtney - she's just turning Lawrence, lumping her up. Steady diet of left hands spotted by the odd stuffing right belting Jenn groggy. Ropes: Lawrence comes alive, grabs and twists Courtneyinto the strands, issues devastating close-range assault against waist/ribs/biceps, twisting torso side to side, slamming either fist in behind ribs; flat-knuckle plasterings sounding out like baseball bat whacks. Grim wrap & wreverse along the ropes: both fighters belted into stupor, curvy legs holding each other up as action has sputtered out to single punch trading at the bell.

R7: Torrid, groggy slugging mouth-on-shoulder - gloves caroming off brawny shoulders, sweaty heads - fists digging and cuffing at muscular paunches, bashing at sturdy flanks. Strong legs and backsides all heavy with curves, straining to hold ground as girls push upon one another. Both making exquisite use of the short uppercut from either hand - each picking the other up stout to chin, sending jolts down opposing legs. Fighters in constant contact, just walking each other around, hurting each other with steady, mindless attrition. Good clipping blow shuts off power to Jennifer's legs, she stumbles forward into a sloppy clinch, Courtney props, then half-steps back again for another right uppercut, clipping chin as Lawrence topples forward. Steps back, JENNIFER TUMBLES TO THE DECK! Lawrence plowing in knees-and-face, hands trapped beneath her as she sprawls on her belly! 

Jennifer props herself to all fours at 4, up at 9, puts her butt into the ropes, so much round to go! Courtney reaches left in to Lawrence’s right shoulder as stabilizer; PUMPING right hands plow home to belly, or swing 'round to smash at left-side ribs. Jenn wilting into ropes, lips parted, eyes shut, wrists crossed at jug...it's just Courtney feeding right hand after right hand to body, softening her up. Lawrence's guard crumbles - jugs go on sale- Tailor starts leaning in short-righty, teeth bared, putting her back into short-shoving rights to jug; Jennifer's head lolling, lashes fluttering and THE REF STEPS IN! TKO7 as Courtney takes 2 out of 3 from Jenn!

After: Courtney establishing herself as a title contender in both big-girl divisions, positioned for a title shot somewhere this spring! She bundles Jennifer up against the ropes, forcing their chests together as she leaves no doubt who has the upper hand in this budding rivalry!