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30 March 2007 Catherine Bell vs Katherine Heigl IV

Page history last edited by Archer844 13 years, 6 months ago

 

 

 

 

Posted by simguy 3-30-07

 

Thanks to Ginny for this repost.

 

"Every punch I land on Cat now is writing history," beams an exuberant Heigl. "I'm joining an elite club of women who have destroyed legends - I know what it's like to be a Janet Jones putting the finishing touches on Victoria Principal; I know how Markie felt as Raquel was slumping out for the last time; I feel what Jenny O'Dell felt, getting it done on Debbe. Cat doesn't have the tummy, she doesn't have the arms and she doesn't have the heart to hold me back - it's all about Katherine Heigl now!"


Bell pursing her lips - ever professional of course, but feeling the most intense pressure of her career to turn a blonde back. "Everyone's written me off," Bell shrugs at the podium, eyes hard. "That's fine. I've allowed Katherine to enjoy some spectacular moments at my expense, but that changes in this fight. I'm guaranteeing victory, and then I'll go one better: I'm guaranteeing that I will roll this girl up and see her out of boxing if it's the last thing I accomplish in this sport."


Bell reaching back through her many photoshoots for a sturdy dark bra and pantie number shot through with pink tiger stripes - black hair soft, shiny, shoulder length - white gloves. Heigl in bright blue push up, pale pink bikini panties, ruffled edges - white gloves; long blonde curls top-knotted off her face, tumbling down her back and shoulders.
Rd 1: Sparkling jab from Bell early - stiff, pre-emptive, knocking Heigl's face back as she's loading up to punch. Bell moving her feet, sticking Katherine, then sidestepping her - keeping the right hand cheek-high. Heigl turning, barging forward all belly and breasts - Bell able to pivot past either flank, just steering her girl 'round the ring. Classy stiff-sticking shutout, Bell - she sends Heigl bewildered back to her corner.


Rd 2: Heigl settling down, jabbing with Cat and landing a heavy-thrust poke up the middle to unsettle brunette. Bell still sidestepping - not eager to stand right in front of Katherine, PUMPING that jab in steady pulses to keep Kat off balance. Midway through, slam-banging one-two Bell to Heigl: Katherine taking on left side of her face - knees buckling - she's hurt, groping to clinch. Bell slides back a step, hooks Heigl's mouth, ducks under blonde's grasping arms and pivots-right. Hook catches Heigl's midriff from an oblique angle off her left shoulder; hook claws across her breasts. Heigl turning dreamily, lips pouting: Cat bends in - greets blonde a torrid right cross, belting Heigl's head around in a queasy swivel. Crowd roaring as Cat's landing gigantic: Bell sliding back as she pings jabs to Katherine's face, then smokes another lusty right cross to chin. As Heigl jiggle-stumbles forward - passing on Bell's left - Cat ducks, drags her left hand sidearm into paunch. Heigl hits ropes face first, all groggy: Bell pounces, pushes Heigl in her left shoulder to square her back against ropes then CAT POUNDS JUGG! Bell dimly remembering the post-fight savagings she's suffered at Katherine's mitts: torrid payback pancakes and sets Heigl's hooters a sloshing as blonde bleats in helpless protest. Ref jumps in at the break - bodying a seething Cat of her prey: Heigl hugging at her bra, glaring how-could-you tears at her foe.


Rd 3: Bell pounding jabs up the middle, spanking back Heigl's face, then sidestepping: TE fightplan working to perfection thus far. Katherine turning, not cutting off the ring, getting disrupted via tuff poke - then Bell's leaning in with hard power to clean up. Right cross ticketed for chin lands flush; Big batting hooks take Heigl in her paunch; clawing, biting hooks swipe across cleavage, sounding out with fleshy spank. Midway through, Bell dictating range to the millimeter - she gets Heigl to reach a jab, immediately answers over top a blunt right hand behind the ear - scattering Heigl forward. Kat face-first to ropes again - Bell pouncing - pushing her girl into position, bracing her with the left hand on Heigl's right shoulder then PASTING her face a gaudy I'm-better-than-you right hand. HEIGL'S A-SWOON! Katherine drooping, mouth open, eyelashes batting - she's propped in ropes, looking shabby: Bell shifts a little left, still bracing Heigl with that left hand on the shoulder and Bell's PUMPING RIGHT HANDS AMIDSHIPS! Sickened groan from Heigl as she folds forward, ashen faced: Bell baring her teeth, swinging away - she's just tucking those right hands deep to the pit of Katherine's stomach, over and over again. DING! DING! DING! - Cat's still pitchin' - ref has to reef her off and scold the veteran fighter for piling on late. Heigl: blubbering, hugging her battered body, feeling very much abused through 3.


Rd 4: Heigl's underated jab meets Cat midring - blonde slamming poke flat to brunette upperchest and face, disrupting Bell's approach. Cat sees a right hand coming - turns with it to her right and crouches slightly - she rolls it, but Heigl's trudging forward, lambasting lefts and rights as she comes. Bell hounded to ropes, concerned: this is definitely what she wanted to avoid tonight. Starts in Cat's waistline - Heigl hammering away thick, full-bodied roundhouse lefts and rights, paralyzing Bell's legs, folding her forward behind her gloves. Heigl bodying up beefy, making Cat feel the weight - blonde smears brunette back against the ropes. Heigl dropping her right foot back a smidge - careful not to smother herself here: she lays down a throbbing bombardment - slamming at Bell's flanks, arms, shaking the brunette beauty terribly with the concussive force of these haymakers. CATHERINE BELL IS HURT! Bell open-mouthed, unable to get out of there: she's just earmuffed up, sponging it up, trying to ride this buffetting out. Waves of Heigl now - a big-bodied blonde avalanche of tummy, tits and punches as Katherine reaches in under Cat's arms, stacks her up, then piles it on. And on, and on - SO much time on the clock, forcing Bell to grit it out. Terrible, terrible beating - more emotional of Bell's fans in the audience blinking back tears at the dreadful deja vu of it all - BUT BELL WON'T GO DOWN! Catherine suffers, Catherine's beaten senseless, but proudest legs in Christendom prop her up, denying Heigl's finishing bid. Angered down the stretch, Heigl pushes her way into Bell's slumping rack in the final moments, pounding away resentfully at Catherine's tired melons as Bell can only sob in protest. Ref has to pull Heigl off: ringside bell means nothing to her. Judges loving the consistent, thick-sheeting action of this particular beating; Heigl rewarded 10-8.


Rd 5: That's done it: Bell flat footed, stepping around now - footwork no longer so crisp and decisive. It's sultry work now - Heigl stalking Cat in meandering circles - wary beauties extending out left hands to feel for the other, locate her - torsos crouching on tentative step-ins. Catherine on the defensive, shying away - ears still ringing, legs still quivering from that awful fourth - she needs a breather, but Heigl's not cooperating. Midway through, Katherine pawing her left, just trying to find Cat - then roaring over the top a lusty right hand: Bell gets her left arm up to partially block, but slamming blast still takes her hard in left ear. Bell sent sputtering sideways to ropes - Heigl pouncing; all tits and tummy: blonde sets up brawny - knuckling-shoving Cat in her shoulders to square her up. OH NO! Big, robust swings - Heigl to Bell - Katherine baring her teeth and SLOSHING lefts and rights onto the target - BUT BELL WON'T HAVE IT! Cat firming, staying compact - she'll duck into the arc of a punch, gloves up at her temples - then she'll answer tidy, clipping lefts and rights off the slip to check Heigl's chin. TORRID back and forth - Heigl landing ruinous haymakers to the flanks and shoulders of her foe, but unable to find the chin: Bell staving off defeat with the more accurate, better timed and placed punches to her foe's face. DING! DING! DING! Girls still swinging away - ref has to take a hand as this thing's getting mindless.


Rd 6: Catherine mouthbreathing, dishevelled - Heigl throwing so much beef at the older woman that even when Cat's scoring, it's taking something out of her.

Heigl walking Bell down - Cat retreating behind a canny jab, charging Katherine rent for every square foot of canvas she intends to occupy. Battle wanders around the ring - Heigl trying to trap Bell ropeside; Cat doing everything in her power to deny this. Down the stretch, girls trade stiff jabs to mouths - Bell repulsed in exchange, hits ropes hurt: she covers up just in time to absorb a fat, swinging right hand thick to paunch. Heigl bodying up, pressing onto Cat, jostling her, then going to work: big, beefy blonde beatdown - Heigl jamming away in close. Cat gritting her teeth, feeling her body breaking down as Heigl drums tummy. UPPERCUT! Heigl doubling her left hand off waist to carve in between mitts: Bell brushed back, momentarily stunned, mouthpiece dangling half in/half out of her mouth as eyelashes flutter. HEIGL STAMPEDES TO RACK! Cat all loose and helpless - she can't stop Katherine from storming those jugs. Crude, slamming side to side wallop sets those hooters a-sloshing as poor Cat slumps to a groggy seat in the ropes. DING! DING! DING! Heigl in wide stance, still treating herself to Cat's slumping goods: ref has to body Katherine off and waggle a stern finger in her uncomprehending face as Bell crumples, hugging her battered torso.


Rd 7: Bell limps out of port - sets up behind her jab. Cat a shabby parody of the slick veteran who began the fight - but she's pre-empting Katherine, steering her, beating her to the punch. Bell will lay down jabbage, then spice Kathy up the right hand - fitting it in snug over Heigl's brawny left shoulder. Heigl lumping up, facing sullen and punished into the punches - she can't quite figure out why Cat's not submitting. Cat shambling to her right - just heavy-steppin', dishing out poke, looking for right hands, then clinching - masterful tired-girl's punch-n'-clutch controlling Heigl. Kathy not shutout, but unable to enjoy stretches of Cat covered up at the ropes: Bell stabilizes her front in a critical seventh.


During the break: both beauties visibly drained, sleepily taking on water. Bell cringing as Syren checks ribs - Catherine's face puffy. Heigl's eyes swollen to slits, lower lip all fat - she's got a bleak look of resignation on her face that this thing is going to get worse before it gets better.


Rd 8: Cringing beauties slink to midring - Cat wants to cuddle up, but Heigl pushes her out to arm's length with a strong shove in the shoulders. Katherine forming up, pumping her jab methodically, punching Cat's face back with spanky rhythm - blonde just stepping heavily around, poking away. Bell scowling, getting banged up - pundits amazed at Heigl's ability to outjab the master in spots tonight. Stalking, patient ring generalship from Heigl - she's just controlling Bell, punishing her poke by poke, walking her down - Bell turning at the ropes to keep her back clear. Down the stretch, Katherine salting away the shutout when she EATS A BIG RIGHT HAND! Bell finally timing the Heigl jab, slams a counter-right over it to Kathy's open mouth: HEIGL'S KNEES GIVE WAY! Kathering just too strong to go down - her legs straighten - she stork steps forward - right onto Bell's merciless outside-in right uppercut! Crowd roaring to it's feet as Heigl's body loosens with the punch - then she stumbles sideways to ropes - Cat pushing in beefy to square the blonde up. POUNDING BEATDOWN! Bell sobbing with the effort of brutalizing helpless Heigl here - Cat just shoving Kathy upright by her shoulders, then shellacking on the lefts and rights - crisscross belting Katherine's tits and chin to bell. Heigl reeling, out on her feet, but curvy legs holding her up. Bell blurting "GO DOWN!" in frustration as ref's bundling her off.


Rd 9: Shabby girls wander to midring - hair dishevelled, eyes unfocused, each just willing herself forward. Agonizing punches - girls falling in behind their shots, legs no longer firm enough to maintain balance. HEIGL SCORES RIGHTY! Out of the sloppy melee, Kathy kisses Cat's chin a clubbing cross, buckling Bell's proud legs. Cat able to drape her arms around Kathy's neck to keep from going down: Heigl dimly jamming away to exposed ribs as Cat hangs on. Ref's break - Bell SO shaky, looking like a stiff breeze might sit her down - Heigl trying to push the pace, but SHE'S so shabby as well. Groggy, brawling sloppiness all around the ring - girls whimpering, pushing each other to ropes, tieing up for breaks. Bell unable to punch with Katherine - but she's constantly getting under Kathy's right arm, clinching up around the waist, bogging blonde down. Weary: Cat frequently hugging up from Kathy's right side; Cat's right cheek against Heigl's right shoulder; Heigl's right arm awkwardly riding over Cat's right shoulder until ref can disentangle 'em.


Rd 10: Ragged vixens steppin' shabby midring - hands chest-high, legs stiff as they rotate clockwise. Bell: thumping jab to Kathy's left breast; tart jab to Kathy's face - Heigl leaning back on right foot, hands up high. Bell: right/left thick-n'-beefy to blonde paunch - Heigl groaning, buckling forward now, crossing her arms against her torso. Bell scrapes the left uppercut off her front (left) foot, grazing Heigl's cheek; Bell comes back a swiping right hand, taking Kathy flush on her left eye. Heigl pouting, crouching forward behind her mitts: Bell steps back, stamping her jab to Heigl's forehead, then sidestepping to disengage as Heigl stumbles past. Middle minute - Cat stunned by a stiff Heigl jab in the mouth - tries to jab back but takes another stiff poke in the face - Cat leaning back just in time to avoid a beefy right cross. Back and forth - both girls staggering around stiff legged - Heigl being beaten to punches on the way in, doing her scoring inside, then taking fresh punishment as Bell disengages. At the break - both girls reeling, staring foggily at each other as crowd erupts into standing O. Comes back UD10 - CATHERINE BELL!


After: Bell shuddering as scores are announced, breaking down into tears as her left hand is raised - she holds off her concussive-punching nemesis in a withering battle of attrition. Heigl astonished - fronting up on the ref and muttering: "No. She didn't beat me. No way. No."
Cat turns Heigl around from behind; left hand clamps a fistful of bra right between the jugs and tugs Heigl nose to nose: SCATHING rebuke, Bell to Heigl - blonde just blinking in shock as Cat pours her heart out in one of the most emotional displays ever for the usually stoic brunette. Officials finally separate the battlers as TE and KruZher women start milling dangerously about.

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