Posted by Simguy on 5/29/2008, 6:43 pm.

Before: Tisdale recently beaten by Song--now looking at Hudgens: Ashley’s got a long, bitter history against those two. “At Disney, they project out for you who your likely competition is going to be in the pros,” Ashley reveals in preflight, “For me, it was always Vanessa and Brenda at the top of the list. They knew it too--I can’t even tell you the number of times they’ve double teamed me and cheapened me out. It’s just great to get Vanessa in a fair, professional venue where it’s going to be us going at it for a change!”

Hudgens treating it as a stay-busy fight; very little respect for Tisdale from Vanessa., “I know this is a huge fight for Ashley,” Vanny shrugs, “but that’s because I’m like the top of the mountain for her. For me, it’s different, I’m looking at getting some rounds, working oin some things, staying sharp, Ashley can’t threaten me--I love how she makes it sound like me and Brens needed to double up on her. Hell--we did that for FUN: Tisdale’s no competition for someone like me.”

Tisdale in pretty blue bikini with ruffled cups/white polka-dot bottoms; white gloves. Hudgens in tan/white striped bikini with sheepskin ties; tan gloves.

During R1: Tisdale stiff, but effective--keeping me the right hand at her cheek as she pokes out hard jabs, Vanessa punched in her eye early--she’s blinking, having trouble recovering: blonde dictating the early minutes, Down the stretch, Hudgens motoring to her left, swiveling her torso up and down, showing Tisdale either shoulder as she prowls around--Ashley following, gets into trouble, Vanessa crouches forward, ripping Ashley a tangy hook up under the ribcage, bringing he mitt back quick to reset, Vanessa straightens,  shifts weight to back (right) foot, RIPS a rising hook in a diagonal path across Ashley’s front as Tisdale’s trying to hook: BLONDE GIRL DOWN! Ashley scattered top her back, eyes blinking: flashbulb-quick hands of Vanessa expose Tisdale for a 10-8 first.

R2: Tisdale out with the rigid, textbook jab--once again complicating things for ‘Nessa, forcing her to step out/circle around with a thoughtful frown. Takes Hudgens a minute to figure things out-she feints Tisdale, crouches forward suddenly to take Ashley out, then rips the hesitation left uppercut to Ashley’s chin. Tisdale rocked--stomping around in fence post holes: Hudgens all grins, does a little impromptu boogaloo on the spot to celebrate. Tisdale rallies, trying a stiff one-two: Hudgens weaving both punches with her hands at her sides--she answers back a cheeky right hand licked hard to Ashley’s gut. Tisdale woofing in pain--answering the feeble hook that’s had all the steam let out of it; Vanessa easily leans back to slip it, then leans into clap a lithe right hand clean to Tisdale’s jaw. Again, Ashley’s knees buckle, sending her stomping about: Hudgens grinning, hands at her waist as she calmly stalks her foe, Down the stretch, Vanessa tainting Ashley: Hudgens making giant circles with her right arm, yelling “Here it comes!” then popping Ashley a stiff left jab in the mouth, “Too slow!” Hudgens chirps as Tisdale covers up peek-a-boo at the bell.

R3: Vanessa told to quit showboating, settle down and get to work: she comes out the perfect little professional this round. Jabbing Tisdale into peek-a-boo--Vanessa goes to work with her supple, licking hook--popping her hips, throwing her left shoulder into the motion, really snatching the punch against tummy, ribs and chin. Hudgens able to snap double hooks, body and head--right hand loose under her chin as she’s getting off. Tisdale’s receipts are straight one-twos, easily read by Hudgens: “Nessa’s dipping to slip, or easing onto her right foot to lean away, making Ash miss by inches, Ashley punchy, stumbling forward: Vanessa often crouching to get her shoulder into Tizzy’s chest, shoving her off to regain distance. Vanny caps a classy shutout with a blistering flurry to Ashley’s breadbasket at the bell: astounding quickness and flyweight vigor as lefts and rights tear up blonde tummy, doubling Ashley forward in pain, Vanessa lifting both hands and striding past stricken blonde as Tisdale sobs for breath.

R4: Ashley showing good resilience, shaking off the beating, jabbing effectively to worry Vanessa’s left eye. Hudgens backing off circling briskly to her right: she’s angry about that eye punching. Middle minute--Vanessa curling into Tisdale--stoop-crouching to feint Ashley, then licking her hesitation left uppercuts to the body or chin. Upjabs off Vanessa’s hip keeps Ashley in peek-a-boo; Hudgens able to lean in and strap cruel buggy-whip right hands to Tisdale’s left flank, free of charge, Down the stretch, pair of short, tucked-in left hooks to Ashley’s sternum nearly drop the stricken blonde. She doubles over, holding her body: Hudgens celebrates with a waxing right hand across the lower back, thumping Ashley like a drum. Ref rushes in, reading Vanessa the riot act: Hudgens ignoring the chump, watching in satisfaction as weepy Tisdale clutches at her back, arching in pain.

R5: Tisdale slowing: she’s hurt very badly to the body and it’s showing up in her punches and shoddy footwork. Hudgens at the play--hands at her sides or near her stomach as she weaves her torso low and around, evading Ashley’s pushy one-twos, Strikes from Vanessa are sudden, sweeping, vicious--clouting Tisdale about her jawlines; gouging at her solar plexus; swiping across her tummy. Vanessa showing the ability to fight backing up, then turning Tisdale at the ropes to open up fresh canvas: blonde mincing forward, constantly walking into trauma. Final minute, Vanessa slipping a series of jabs and right hands--finally answers back a supple right hand off her thigh, smiting Tisdale in her stomach. Supple right uppercut follows, punching the mouthpiece off Ashley’s teeth; swatting right cross chops Ashley’s chin, stunning her. Tisdale’s knees give, then lock straight, tipping her forward: Hudgens buries another right uppercut to the body, ducking under Ashley’s grappling arms as blonde staggers forward, ‘Nessa emerging off Ashley’s right flank: sweeping right sidearm takes Tisdale in her body just before she can cross her arms down there. Vanessa steps in behind Tiz--grinning malevolently as she shoe-shines Ashley’s pert rump, sending Ashley pitching headlong into ropes. Tisdale righting herself, blinking back tears: Vanessa hops in a chopping right with her full running weight behind it, swiveling Tisdale’s head with flush contact. Ashley imploding--dropping down into her haunches, then spilling to her left side: she’s a conquered beauty, fast asleep at Vanessa’s feet. KO5 Hudgens.

After: Hudgens breezy, showing her dimples, getting pampered and congratulated as her gloves are removed: poor Tisdale gets smelling salts, gently coaxed to a seat on the canvas as she slowly comes around. Ashley actually showing some improvement in this fight--stiff-jabbing Hudgens to force adjustments--but Vanessa too supple and powerful to be held at bay for long. “I’d walk her,” Vanessa says on camera in post fight, “but what’s the point? I knew she couldn’t take what I had. I’m not going to look any better than I already did with my performance tonight--I’ll leave the cheap theatrics to tramps like Song and Panettiere.”

Reposted by Archer 1/23/11