Originally posted by Simguy on 5/29/2008, 6:53 pm

Before: "Ever since I retired Jenny O'Dell," McCarthy crows in prefight, pausing for crowd outrage, "oh simmer down - you know it's true. Ever since I finished Jenny O'Dell - I've been on a whole new level as a fighter. I'm a fighter of destiny - I'm a force of nature. I'm the best fighting Playmate in the history of Playboy - sorry Carmella - and I'm hotter than I've ever been. There's something so sweet and perfect about taking the titles away from Neve - it's like we've come full circle. It's gonna be like old times - me bullying Neve in the ring until they pull me off. I was boss at Samdog, I'm boss now - Neve's just gonna have to deal." Campbell biting her tongue: she may be used to McCarthy rants, but that doesn't mean she likes them. "I'm putting an end to the whole Jenny-and-Neve thing with this fight," Campbell says quietly. "People think because we were at Samdog, and we've been in movies together that we're this big rivalry - but honestly - I don't think of her at all in that category. She doesn't threaten me - there's no part of her game that I don't surpass, except for her mouth. Fortunately, there's one good antidote for that." Neve in burgundy crushed velvet push up and panties; small black workout gloves; hair in shiny French twist. Jenny in metallic blue bikini with boy leg; small white workout gloves.

During R1: Neve working upstairs and down - right hands up top/left hooks sunk deep amidships - nice tic-toc contact shaking Jenny. McCarthy forward in tight peek-a-boo stance, elbows in tight: she's grimacing from the body blows, but answering back hooks and right hands of her own. Neve systematic - stepping out, rotating to her left, then re-engaging: she's controlling tempo, determining the action. Heavy, thudding hooks to the waist visibly rattling Jenny's cage - she's not getting off the way she wants to as a result.

R2: Jenny back with sparkling lead rights: straight, surprising shots, punching Neve's face. Jenny follow up with clawing hooks to Campbell's rack: blonde has brunette backing up, taking punches. MInute mark, Jenny jabbing Neve to ropes, leans in and STROKES Neve a right hand to jaw. Brunette slumps sideways into ropes, momentarily amazed - curvy legs holding her up as Jenny reefs hooks to tummy. McCarthy crowing, loving it on Neve - blonde unleashing a pounding flurry of lefts and rights, beating champ to a covered up seat in the ropes. Campbell tries to push forward to clinch: Jenny beats a savage tune on Neve's abs, punching her buttocks back into ropes. Right uppercut/left hook straightens Neve up blinking: crowd roaring as Jenny puts together astounding chin-checks, really knocking Neve about. Campbell's hands disorganized, just pushing straight out as she stands up; she's wobbly butt. Mac digs back into firm Neve gut, crumpling her girl, then shouldering her off into ropes to work her over up top. Campbell stunned, limp against the cables: she's busted up, taking it shabby from Jenny at the bell. Mac delighted with the sight, stands there grinning, fronted up until ref pushes her away.

R3: Neve returns the favour. Early trade in hooks up top goes Neve's way; Jenny totters back on heels. Neve striding in, leaning forward to pound a long, straight right down into Jenny's midsection, then hooking her chops as blonde backs up. Neve stalking - knocking the jab against Jenny's pate just to locate her: blonde a little winded, keeping dukes up, not getting off. Campbell leaning in, HURLING that lead right hand down into blonde body: meanspirited, shafting blows carrying all of Neve's weight, splashing loud off proud Jmac torso. Clean up hooks follow - Neve biting 'em off hard against Jenny's jaw, right shoulder, jugs - relentlessly hooking past the defences. Neve issuing shove-n'-slug at the ropes - bouncing Jenny off the cables, then slugging into her, cudgelling her methodically about head and body. Oh those thumping hooks! Neve arching her back, weight on front (left) leg as she gets all up in Jenny's tummy. McCarthy grunting - stooped forward behind her mitts: she can't answer when Neve's landing like this. Systematic, thorough beating to bell: Neve just resetting by shoving Jen in her shoulders or bumping a shoulder into Jen's jugs before belting her fresh. Bell, Neve all sweaty and flushed chests up, breathing hot exhaust into Jenny's face until ref bodies her off.

R4: Neither girl shy about trading - both elect to hammer away in turns, midring. Matching peek-a-boo stances on defence - girls covered up tight, elbows in, bobbing low as the other belts away. McCarthy batting away rights and lefts, ringing blows off Neve's head and shoulders, then carving her hooks to jug. Neve erupting from her crouches with lead, straight right hands slanted down into Jenny's middle, then cleaning up hooks up and down McCarthy's right flank as blonde rushes to cover up. Girls punching each other senseless - usually in orderly turns: occasionally, Neve will punch-with, looking to time Jenny for right hands as McCarthy's opening up. Good methodical hammer and tongs - both women pinking up nicely through 4.

R5: Same again - not a lot of fancy footwork: girls closing at midring, finding each other with the jab, then getting back to work. Jenny twisting into short, clubbing lefts and rights, beating Neve about her head and shoulders as brunette stoops forward. Campbell also shortening up stroke, crowding in close, working Jenny's midsection pumping lefts and rights, finishing up with insolent hooks across Playmate jugg. Pleasing to see the tight defensive guards and bobbing head movement: bodies are there for both women and both women are taking whatever they're given. Late the round, Neve beats Jenny to a short right cross inside to chin, then probably wins the round with a ringing left hook to chin, sending a startled blonde back on her heels at bell.

R6: Neve scoots in, ducks down, pounds that lead right hand off Jenny's midriff: McCarthy buckles, tummy all pink and sore - she cramps up, backing away hurt. Neve hops-with, loads up and drives another right down into midsection - hitting Jenny's protective elbows but forcing her to ropes anyway. Neve shifts weight to right (back) foot, pulling a hook across Jenny's forhead as blonde's stooping forward off ropes: back with a swinging right, taking Jenny in behind left elbow. Neve shifts weight to left (front) foot, hooks Jenny in behind left elbow, then hooks her again: blonde definitely hurt to the body, refusing to answer back. Neve lowers her shoulder, edges it into Jenny's chest, then levers her back: torrid, thumping rights and lefts beat against Jenny's exposed midsection, wrenching a cry of pain past her lips. Jenny crumples forward: Neve reaches in under her arms, chests her into ropes, beats her without mercy. Jenny falling apart under sustained Neve brutality: blonde trying to cover up/fold forward, but getting muscled upright against ropes and worked on. Neve in sheets - pouring through the collapsing blonde front - keeping the punches short, blunt as she works tummy, jugs and chin in equal measure. Jenny growing sleepy - loosening badly - slipshod guard no longer protecting her as Neve easily pulls it apart or punches right through it. Ringsiders screaming for ref to stop it, but Jenny being brave here: she's lolling back against ropes, eyelashes fluttering, but strong legs holding her up. Finally, Jenny tilts to her right, heading down: Neve reaches in, bodies Jenny against cables and SUPPORTS HER, stabilizing the blonde before continuing. NEVE'S DISMANTLING JENNY! McCarthy swooning, swaying on the spot: Neve maliciously propping her up, then belting her, really working on those ribs for the long term. FINALLY the ref moves in, cradling a battered Jenny to safety. Merciless TKO6, Neve Campbell.

After: Rickety Jenny led gingerly to her stool: emergency tenser bandages wrapped round and round her torso as blonde sobs in agony. Neve heartless - surveying the damage from across the ring, then stonily proceeding to interviews: as cold-blooded a beatdown as we've seen in some time at bantam. "I sent Jenny McCarthy a message tonight," Neve says emphatically. "I took her best shots - shrugged 'em off - then got down to business on her. The message is loud and clear: shut your mouth; know your place; stop calling. There's only one fighter of destiny in the bantamweight division, and you are looking at her."

Postfight