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30 December 2005 Claire Danes vs Rachel McAdams

Page history last edited by Archer844 14 years, 4 months ago

 

 

 

Posted by Simguy on 12/30/2005, 7:01 am.

 

 

Before:  Typical brassy Claire challenge—Danes stepping up in weight to pit her technical sorcery against Rachel’s sheers strength and stamina. “Weight isn’t a factor with me,” boasts Claire in prefight. “girls can lean on me all they want: I’m the best there is out of the pocket and I’ll keep Rachel’s clumsy feet moving all night long. I’ve noticed strong girls get weak when they get discouraged: I see McAdams getting awfully discouraged ion this fight.” McAdams upbeat, recognizing that Claire’s stepped up to baffle some pretty good bantams in the past—Rachel thinks she’s digested their examples. “I know what to do against Claire, and more importantly, what NOT to do, I have to be busy, keep her on the defensive and just wear her out. No matter how many times I miss I can’t get tentative, I have to just keep at her until she’s tired and broken down. I’m not going to be a trinket on Claire’s charm bracelet: I’m definitely coming in here to turn Danes back.” Claire in chic denim two piece (Mod Squad fighting suit), halter style top with wide lapels, zipper front, white boxing boots to midcalf with tassels: Rachel in navy felt push up and panties, silver/white lace trim, white boxing boots to midcalf with tassels. White mitts, both vixens.

  

During R1: Welcome to Claire Danes boxing, Rachel Mac! Easy, breezy shutout—Claire sporting a trademark smirk as she dips low, pivots sharply left, leans back, ducks in—making McAdams look amateurish as auburn-tressed beauty sprays awkward, hopeless leather. Claire collecting touches—lead right hands from a stooped over posture PAK! against Rachel’s tummy; tic-tac-toe rolling combos up and down Rachel’s front, often punctuated with a cheeky hook across the mouth; cuffing hooks in the ear; clawing hooks along the ribs, behind the elbow. Danes tucking her chin behind the left shoulder, turning and turning clockwise, dragging the left foot in a bucket as she mesmerizes her young foe in a classic Danes first. Bell: Claire beaming, chin up, tossing her short blonde locks back off her face as she shakes her head—without looking back she cops a cheap clapping handful of McAdams backside as the girls pass en route to respective corners.

  

R2: Rache regroups: elbows in, chin tucked, eyes alert, dukes up—she’s just pinging the jab to locate, shortening up that straight right just to make contact, throwing everything at Claire’s chest so it will eventually make glancing contact with ribs, shoulders, elbows, etc. Danes still working the slip and slap, but gambling a bit to get some respect: middle minute sees Claire roll up out of a deep crouch and bite down hard on a clapping hook, pasting the taste out of  Rachel’s mouth with crowd-pleasing pop. Danes closing up stance as she twists her torso through the hooking motion, well pleased with herself as she has McAdams momentarily stepping in fence post holes. Rache soaks it up and shrugs it off, but she’s chin-stung and wary: Claire easily able to dictate the rest of the way, dipping and stroking caressing lefts and rights across Rachel’s flat paunch for points.

  

R3: Rachel continuing to make the fight, doubling up the jab, committing to it: Danes forced to bob and weave without getting off. McAdams slugging hard to the hips and flanks, ignoring Claire’s elusive head—Danes’ tasty frame shuddering from unforgiving licks as McAdams dials in. Good banging contact—Rachel walking Claire down, staying compact, not giving Danes any openings—Claire slipping and rolling shots, but absorbing solid punishment downstairs from a conservative-minded McAdams.

  

R4: Similar stuff—Rachel very busy with her jab, dotting it out there and making Claire weave, then going to the body with heartfelt swings, Muscles of McAdams neck tightening into view as she hurls’em in downstairs, lips tight together—she’s really pitching wallop at Claire’s slender ribcage and fat-free abs. Danes bending low, rotating her torso: McAdams not opposed to swabbing her fists back and forth across the offered back, etching pained winces on blonde’s face. Rachel opportunistic with her uppercuts: good idea, but Claire still too sharp, reading too well—Danes continues to avoid any solid chin contact with that supple upperbody movement.

  

R5: Claire regains initiative, jabbing-with Rachel, not letting McAdams set the pace so easily. Danes also concentrating on the body, dipping side to side to swat her fists up and down Rachel’s flanks, then sinuously slipping the receipts—Claire an underrated body puncher and she’s putting a frown on McAdams’  face with these licks. Rache doing a lot of stalking—none of it effective—she’s pasted for another embarrassing shutout as sorceress weaves her spell in the fifth.

  

R6: Another shutout, Claire Danes. Rachel grunting as she punches air, missing over the top, then wincing as Claire pays her back SNIK! SNAK! Body whacks. Danes leaning in and out as she pivots clockwise, effortlessly changing distance and angle—really bamboozling the kid with this knuckleball approach. Claire able to duck in so close her head squeaks in under Rachel’s arms—Danes depositing short, stuffing body shots in the process as McAdams grimaces. Rachel turning, on her heels, late with receipts—she’s still punching, but she can’t find the mark as Claire breaks into a beaming grin at the bell.

  

R7: Rachel back to Claire’s body: diligent; persistent; consistent. Danes grimacing—bantam hands adding up on her classy chassis—Claire setting up to roll and slip against the ropes, McAdams attacking the pocket, head grinding against Claire’s shoulder or chest—shoulders rotating, fists beating against Danes’ hips, lats, tummy. Claire dug in flat-footed, using her shoulder on Rache, easing brunette back a smidge, then snapping a hook at her ribs:  McAdams back with a brace bludgeoning lefts and rights, pummeling Claire’s arms, chest, tum. Crowd-pleasing output—Danes worked over but crafty enough to survive if not thrive in Rachel’s kitchen. McAdams back to her corner with a bounce in her step: really got after Claire that round.

  

R8: Rachel grabbier with Claire now, more muscular, punching Danes in the body, then reaching in on her to walk her to ropes. Claire shoved and jostled, covering up and rolling her torso—she’s starting to absorb steady punishment from tireless McAdams, Midway through, Rachel relentless, just moving her hands, touching Claire rugged when a vicious McAdams uppercut jerks suddenly to solar plexus. Danes woofing in shock, dropping straight down to all fours--gouging body shot has blonde sobbing for breath at brunette’s feet. McAdams’ grin light up the arena as she struts to neutral corner: dropping Claire the result of hard work, patience and determination well rewarded.

  

R9: Claire fighting in retreat—she’s cute and shifty, swivel-pivoting, turning Rachel but steady McAdams pressure forcing blonde back to ropes, Danes showing crossed arms as she bends forward, showing earmuff as she leans back—she’ll block and roll Rachel’s steady work, then spin off the ropes,, leading Rachel a merry chase to a different patch of canvas at a different set of ropes. McAdams never losing focus, never getting frustrated—she’s attacking the Danes midsection, jugs and arms exclusively: hard-working lefts and rights, Claire digging deep into her trick bag to minimize the punishment, but she’s tiring, mouthbreathing: McAdams enjoying more and more moments on Claire as Danes plants, suffers in the pocket.

  

R10: Claire wearing down visibly—heavy bantam hands on her body adding up after a long hard dime. McAdams fresh, perky-punching—walking briskly to Claire, hunkering down, crowding the blonde, putting mitts on meat. Danes frowning, twisting her torso, protecting her, bending forward, leaning back tired into the ropes—she’s parrying the odd punch ticketed for her chin, she’s surviving, but she can’t keep Rachel off her. McAdams shakes Claire in the second minute with a barrage of vicious hooks—Rache with her right tight to her cheek as she rips’em in, bashing her way into Danes’ sternum and nearly dropping blonde to her knees. Claire clinching, tieing up—she’s getting cheap—throwing a shoulder at McAdams mouth in close, elbow-smashing her foe’s bicep: ref doesn’t like it, barks disapproval. Bell—Rachel fiery eyed, chesting up on Claire and getting big on blonde—Danes fuming, pushing Rachel back as ref jumps in to impose order. Comes back UD10, Rachel McAdams.

  

After: Hard feelings in the aftermath—Claire chirping, challenging McAdams to wrestle, to boxing rematches etc.—Danes obviously not in the mood to accept the verdict. McAdams shaking her head, pursing her lips at Claire’s antics, trying to keep her poise. “I kept it simple tonight,” says a sweaty shiny-faced McAdams in postfight, “I knew Claire could outbox me early, and she did, but I also knew she couldn’t run forever with me making deposits in that skimpy body of hers. ‘Big Diggin’—that’s what we got done tonight on Claire. She won’t soon forget it.” Danes non-plussed, still feisty in her corner.

“She caught me a lucky punch in the 8th and I couldn’t close the show the way I wanted,” Claire explains, “but I basically did what I wanted with Rachel tonight. Eliza hits harder to the body, Dani hits harder. Britney’s got a better right hand—this kid is nothing special. Like I said, take that lucky shot away from her and I ride my lead to the finish line. Easy fight for me.”

 

 

Reposted by Archer 11/8/09.

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