Originally posted by Simguy 3/29/2003, 9:56 am.

Before: “Great fighters test themselves against the big women,” Garner explains. “Theron’s done it, Eliza’s done it. But in some ways I don’t think their accomplishments really compare to what I’m attempting. Charlize walks around at 140, while Shannon Elizabeth was never the threat Gena Lee Nolin is. This is a dangerous fight—perhaps the most dangerous physical threat I’ll ever face. Can you see a Halle Berry or even a cat bell attempting this? Of cpurse not.”

Nolin salivating at the prospect of getting Jennifer in the ring. “Personally, I think she’s crazy, but it’s her life. Garner’s maybe the best payback in boxing right now and I’d be lying if I said I wasn;t happy to get the fight, but I don’t see this living up to the hype. Jenny’s not built to take my right hands—honestly, this is an easy fight for me.”

Garner in electric blue bra style bikini, hair tied back, Gena in beach volleyball two piece—navy top, pale blue bottoms.

During R1: Nolin wrapping up, driving Garner strong to the ropes—Jenny struggling with the size and strength of her foe early. Gena using the headlock, twisting Garner sideways and leaning on her against the strands, waiting for the ref to physically separate the bodies. Gena armlocking, pulling up sharp on Jen’s elbows, drawing warnings. Holding and hitting completes the trifecta—Nolin smothering Jen, taking away the legs, cramming home right hands while practically on top of Garner. Gena back to her corner with a pretty smile—Garner put upon and ruffled.

R2:Jenny getting the jab on Gena, darting it to upper chest and face, stepping smartly to the side—Nolin with her dukes up, wading through it, Garner keeps her back off the ropes, keeps her distance, but she;’s using too much leg—Nolin the aggressor, trying to make the fight and mocking Garner as Jen runs the track. Gena influencing the judges just by coming forward—no damage done either way.

R3: Garner slowly finding a groove. Sparkling jabs up top freeze Nolin just long enough for licking, snatching right hands along the ribs and bellu—Garner hopping away after despositing body-leather. Gena grunting, trudging forward, but she’s getting hit more, reacting late—by the time she’s ready to thrown, Jenny’s gone. Garner on the board.

R4,5: Garner deliberatekly putting the plan in place. Jabs and footwork establish her distance—she’s fighting off either Nolin shoulder, moving after punching. She’s occupying Gena’s guard high, stroking the body methodically, constantly—shots designed to wick the strength from the bigger woman, Gena not getting much on Jenny—the occasional pawing left, but the overhand rights are missing, costing Gena precious energy.

R6: Gena showing signs of desperation—increased wildness and temp ctahces Jennifer off guard. Nolin bending into lethal right hands, crouching forward—she cuts off the ring and pancakes Garner to the ropes at the half way point. Harsh scouring, plugging action in the clinch—Nolin getting her body on her foe, lacing Jenny’s eyes, pressing her throat with harsh forearms—even going to the McCarthy playbook by headbutting Garner’s upper chest and shoulders. Sharp cries of protest from Garner as she suffers one outrage after another—ref constantly pulling on Nolin’s beefy arm, wagging his finger in the hungry blonde’s face.

R7: Jenny bloodies Gena’s nose early with spearing jabs—Nolin unable to defend the blinding quickness of the delivery as Garner scoots left. Jenny retreating to the ropes, then ducking under Nolin’s outstretched arms, or sidestepping her with hopping swim moves—Gena’s slowing, mouth breathing, falling a step off the pace. Late in the round—Garner times a strike: darting in, bending down behind a cracking right on the jaw, pre-empting Gena’s own right. NOLIN GETS HURT! Gena wobbly butt, staggering backwards with forlorn eyes—Garner hopping forward but the bell sounds before she can mop up. Jenny bumping shoulders brazen with Gena as they pass en route to corners.

R8: Garner leeching the strength from the big woman with slashing, stroking body shots—lefts and rights romancing Gena’s ribcage and suspect belly. Nolin stooped forward, mouth open, hands at her temples—she’s sullen as garner systematically helps herself. Round ends to the sight of Gena seated heavily on the rioes, just soaking it up as Garner sets herself and digs to either side of the waist, snapping her fists sharp off the meat at the bell.

R9: Garner wearing Nolin out. First minute boxing, just to discourage Nolin, work the angles. Second minute sustained body licks, but still stepping around her foe—Garner not wanting to stand right in front of Gena until the girl’s worn down. Third minute—Garner working Nolin over. Jenny just labouring on Gena, snatching at tummy, propping up workmanlike with the extended left elbow—always bringing the fists back quick to reset and punch. Nolin wincing, open mouthed, eyes cringing at the bell—she’s getting used up, doesn’t seem to have any answers at this point.

R10: Sad demolition of a big bad blonde. Garner not showing much respect at this point, trading right hands at close range, stunning Nolin to the jaw, then palming the big girl’s shoulders and walking her back. It’s Garner bullying Gena to the ropes, Garner punishing Gena with thick lefts and rights to the body. Gena tilting forward, earmuff guard, not moving her head—she’s there for the uppercut and Jenny lifts her up pretty with clipping rips from either hand. Systematic bell to bell from Garner—she’s drained Nolin’s tank, now she’s just feasting on what’s left as gena suffers to the break. Comes back decisive UD10 Jennifer Garner.

After: Nolin teary-eyed, abused as she watches her dimpled-grinning foe celebrate. Fight even after 6, but nolin wass already breathing hard—her best chance to land the kill shot came and went early in this fight. Down the stretch, Jenny had her way—tireless legs dictating to Gena inside and out, sharp, effortless punching demoralizing the big blonde—brilliant tactical performance from the brunette

. “Don’t try this at home kids,” Jenny jokes on camera in post fight. “Gena was very, very dangerous early. I knew I copuld break her down with movement, sap her strength to the body, then work her over, but she was stubborn—I really thought I’d take this thing 10 rounds love, 9 rounds to 1, something like that. By the end, she was pushing back like a bantamweight—I definitely chopped her down to size!”

Disheartening loss for Nolin and one of the few to arouse some sympathy for the hardhearted blonde. “Gena got her butt kicked,” notes one ringside scribe, “but more than that—it’s humiliating to get muscled the way she did by a smaller woman. Right from the get go, HISV was basically signaling that they were going to use Nolin to get Jen over—everyone knew it, the girls knew it, and garner made it happen. That has to hurt.” Debate already starting: Awesome display of athletic talent for Jen—or was Gena made to order? You decide.