Before: Nik coming in off a career-best destruction of big Gena Lee, Wilson coming within a punch or two of separating Queen Loken from her senses as well as her crown - both girls can claim a little momentum coming in. Visser unveiling an old school tactic in the Nolin bout - a strong power jab to the body - that has Nik bright-eyed and chipper at the prospects of a similar Wilson dismantling.

"My jab to the body is now the most dominant weapon in the division," proclaims Visser. "Most girls use a body-stick to set up other shots - but at welter, you can use it to drain these big girls and tire them out. Once they're limp, my legs take over: there's no defence for it!"

Wilson pursing her lips - finally hearing enough, she stands, pulls up her pale blue tank top with her right hand, left hand insolent at her side, challenging Nik with her eyes while saying, "Baby - you ain't gonna make a living jabbing THIS! One look tells you I'm not Gena Lee. Try that crap on me and I'm taking you out!"

Nikki in royal blue bikini with floral bordering - Wilson in silver/white bikini - western themed ringed entrance with white Stetson, silver gun belt etc.

During R1,2: Torrie deliberately taking away Nik's mobility - rushing tackles to take Visser to ropes, mauling, weight bearing tactics. Wilson riding a forearm on Nik's upperback, bending Visser forward and exposing her back to slamming hammerblows (draws warnings). Digging body work from in close - Wilson laying in with her cheek on NIkki's shoulders while stuffing in thick lefts and rights to pelvis. Clubbing, clouting blows to flanks and biceps, stepping with Nik as she slides along the ropes. Good smearing Wilson pressure delivers back to back shutouts.

R3: Nikki gambling with Torrie, slugging hard right hands and scoring to Wilson's chin to keep wrestler off. Tactical potshotting midring as both look to shoot right hands off jabs - Visser pulling the trigger first, beating Torrie to punches. Final minute sees Nikki put plan A into action - stooping to thrust the jab straight and hard to muscular paunch, jumping back out or to the side as Torrie turns, fumes.

R4: Torrie with a series of bracing hooks in Nikki's shoulder/bicep, turns over a chopping right to the temple and has Visser stepping in fence post holes. Wilson able to pancake-tackle Visser to ropes and get big once again: more body shots, more rib, biceps and tit taken, more tuff bumping shoulders and short licking chin checks. Withering beat down starting to take effect: Visser lumping up, resentful, sullen as sleek chassis takes dents.

R5: Torrie up-tempoing - smiling as she boxes a tired Nik Visser midring, outjabbing the jabber, backing her up with vicious rifling right crosses. Nikki windblown to ropes once again, legs in a stiff A frame as she props herself up. Gooooood body shots from Wilson - head in close, turning her hips to rip lefts and rights to the trunk line. Visser's elbows together at her tummy, guard forming a V up her chest and either side her jaw - she's giving away tummy to either side as Wilson plows beef to the bell.

R6: More punching, harder punching from Wilson - poor Visser just doesn't have any answers. Nikki's fabulous legs looking beaten, desultory - she's just staggering around the ring, setting up in one doomed stand at the ropes after another: Wilson's stomping, stalking pursuit rooting Visser up and scattering her time and again. End of minute one - numbing hook/right hand on the waist has Visser paralyzed - Wilson comes off the body a short-clipping right uppercut, picks Nik's head up pretty and drops Visser to all fours neat-as-you-please. Nik up at 8, birdies singing: she's out on her feet and HERE COMES TORRIE! Wilson muscling in, pancaking Visser to the ropes, pretty Niki's head doing the "I'm hurrrrt" whiplash, then she folds forward as Torrie gets all hamhanded to breadbasket. Torrie grinning malevolently, smashing away tidy rights and lefts to biceps, chest, ribs, pausing to stack Visser up when she's wilted too far forward. It's all too much - constant thudding pound of Torrie's fists puts drifting NIkki out - Visser sprawling forward to pool at happy Wilson's feet. KO6 Torrie Wilson.

After: Wilson giddy with triumph - big girl jiggling, hopping on the spot like a flyweight - she can't wait to get her gloves off and take a little more Visser. Torrie rushing over to prone Nikki, bulling in from the side to roll groaning Aussie to her back: neck and right leg hooked up in a firm cradle - Torrie laying broad back against Nikki's tanned belly, Wilson tossing her blonde locks back, nodding her head and smiling lustily as she pours it on. Poor Visser moaning, face purpling, KO'd and locked up, too weak to resist - she's completely at Torrie's mercy as Wilson looks to outshine Keibler with post fight wrestling flare. Enough's enough: both Keibler and Wilson summoned days later to the FCBA commissioner's office for a stern tongue lashing - these wrestling pindowns simply won't be condoned.