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3 November 2006 Neve Campbell vs Jewel Kilcher

Page history last edited by Archer844 13 years, 7 months ago

 

 

 

 

Posted by simguy 11-03-06

 

Thanks to Ginny for this repost.


Bruising wars of attrition with Cuthbert, Fishel and MacAdams - now bangin' Jewel Kilcher up next - Neve quickly gaining a reputation for hard, draining struggles that have some Campbell fans concerned. "I'm fit and rested," Neve assures from podium. "I've had hard contests this year, but those fights have sharpened me. While I've been putting in tough rounds, Jewels been lying around eating bon-bons - she should be the one you're worried about." Kilcher pursing lips, answering with a grand gesture to her firm torso: "Does it LOOK like I've been eating bon-bons? I'm coming in at 120 on the dot and I'm going to take the fight to Neve like she's never had it before. We fought the fights of the year last year and I expect nothing less from Neve now. She always give me a tussle before I tuck her in!" Neve in black push up, yellow low-ride hipster bottoms. Jewel in white peasant-blouse crop top (baby-doll sleeves, bare midriff), baby blue cashmere crochet bikini bottoms (tie sides). Steamy staredown - Jewel with weight on one hip, head cocked to one side, knuckles on her hips; Neve smouldering, crossing her arms, glaring into Jewel's blue eyes.


Rd 1: Crunching methodical stuff - both girls known for their no-frills efficiency. Jewel right hand cupping her temple as she chop-thrusts stiff jabs into Neve to back her up, then stepping into hard right hands up top, thumping left hooks to ribs. Campbell dukes at temples, crouching forward slightly, blocking shots - she's answering back after Jewel's sequences, digging firm rights to creamy waistline, hammering at Kilcher's guard up top via the hook. Campbell at the apron - occasionally pushed into the ropes as Jewel gets strong early: Kilcher bashing at Neve, getting the better of thudding toe-to-toe. Neve shaken at points - Kilcher stuffing thick rights to the stomach, cudgelling hooks to the ear as Campbell struggles to keep her defence organized. Spirited punching - short, muscular side to side wallops - ticketed for Jewel's jugs backs the blonde off late, saving Neve from an official beatdown. Bell - Kilcher snarling - pushing against the ref: Neve reeling slightly, hair in her eyes as she stalks back to her corner.


Rd 2: Similar stuff - girls flat footed in front of each other - softening up the defences with pulverizing jabs, then laying in clubbing rights and lefts with strong, stroking deliveries. Bashing back and forth orderly - girls taking turns: bit by bit, Neve backs Jewel to ropes by the second minute. Neve pushing in with head-and-gloves to stack Jewel, easing back to get punching room: systematic bombardment of Jewel's torso and head sounding out with the rich spank of leather. Campbell POUNDING the Kilcher rack - not a frenzied hup-hup - but thick, smashing single shot wallops drawn across the cleavage - Neve turning into the shots, getting her shoulder behind 'em as Kilcher gasps, visibly loosened at the ropes. Jewel won't be bullied - she's hurt and outworked, but slamming back: Campbell clubbed atop her head, bumped hard to her belly button via Kilcher's sandbag-heavy right hands. Neve hammers out the points, but pays a steep price as both girls look a little ragged wandering back to respective corners.


Rd 3: Systematic, patient, flat-footed: girls just jabbing into each other's guards with rifling, stiff poke, looking to bust hard punches from there. Pounding spank as gloves smack off shoulders, flanks and jug - Kilcher grimacing as Neve's meanspirited attack really clouts at Jewel's top. Midway through, Jewel tilted forward behind her gloves, trying to encroach: Neve with a quick-slapping timing hook on the ear, then a VICIOUS, digging hook tucked perfectly to liver sends a shiver through Jewel's frame - draws a spluttering whimper from her lips. Kilcher's face stricken - arms immediately hugging her torso - she steps backwards while doubling forward, turns to her right and SINKS TO HER HAUNCHES! Jewel crying, rocking on the spot - Neve roaring, hands high, stomping around the ring shouting "BLONDE GIRL DOWN! BLONDE GIRL DOWN!" Ref counting in the chaos and JEWEL CAN'T GET OFF HER HAUNCHES! Out of the blue, debilitating bodyshot KO3, Neve Campbell.

 
After: Jewel suffering, gasping for air as she cuddles her throbbing body - perfect placement on the liver shot produces a shocking, humiliating collapse from one of the strongest-bodied bantams in the sport. Neve CROWING in triumph, taunting Jewel so viciously that officials physically escort Campbell to her corner - Neve glowing with satisfaction of dismissing Jewel in 3. "I needed that," Campbell says of the early night. "I was ready to slug 10 rounds with Jewel and use her up if I had to, but the best thing for my body was definitely to get her out of there as quickly as possible. I set up that shot from the get-go with my rack attack - Jewel was really conscious of my jug-mugging and she was starting to compensate for it. She was giving me a lot of body and I just ripped her a beauty. Nobody gets up from that shot - not Dani, not Elisha - sure as hell not Rachel: my hook to the liver is now THE dominant weapon in the division!"

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