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31 July 2010 Jordana Brewster vs Piper Perabo

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Celebrity Boxing After Dark 6 weeks later

Posted by simguy (actual) on 7/31/2010, 11:12 pm

BEFORE: "I really admire the assortment of bruises Piper's collecting," Jordana smirks in prefight. "So pretty, so colourful...so becoming on her. Can't wait to add my own touches to her look!" Piper non-plussed: she knows the wolves are stalking. "I know the drill in Hollywood," Piper fumes in rebuttal, "tramps will yap until you shut them up. The way I see it - I took 4 rounds from Vaugier, and she's really tuff: that's gotta be worth 6 or 7 rounds against Jordana...if she lasts that long!" Forest green bikini for Piper; small black gloves; lanky ponytail with long strands framing face. Jordana in vivid yellow bikini; small black gloves; black hair straight/smooth behind ears. During ring instructions, Piper's just fuming: Jordana stands the entire time with arms crossed, and her back to Piper!

During R1: Piper in tight peek-a-boo...Jordana able to come close - place hands on Piper's hips, steer her a little bit, then whack her a tart right/left to waist before disengaging. Piper smartens up - shows a jab thereafter...girls boxing smartly, circling clockwise midring in classy cut-and-thrust. Nobody hurt: Piper shouldn't have given up those loud, strapping, eye-catching body shots early.

R2: Jordana in tight peek-a-boo: Piper comes out bangin'! Brawny rights and lefts - pitched in palm-down - blows PAK! PAK! PAKing against Brewster's lats/armpits/hips. Jordana beaten back, then answering in kind: Piper covers up to be savagely beaten about her flanks, retreating before the storm. Piper rages back when it's her turn: Jordana answers - blistering stuff sees both girls tempest-tossed. Down the stretch - waling exchange sees Jordana clip a tightened hook across Piper's mouth...Perabo suddenly awe-struck...wandering away all wobbly-butt and forlorn...Brewster pounces. Piper bending forward at waist as she stumbles to her left...Jordana advances - measures her blonde with extended right then HOOKS poor Piper in the back! Vicious palm-down hack scythes in on ribcage, carving down below Perabo on follow through: all a pretty blonde girl can do to keep her feet as she shouts in pain. Brewster seething, stomping back to her corner, shouting "PONYTAIL ME!" to her seconds.

R3: Jordana coming out in tight low ponytail to resume her wide-waling assault: Piper won't be intimidated. Back and forth - taut bodies/small gloves - whiplash lathering lefts and rights PAK! PAK! PAK! Girls dipping side to side in fighting crouches, heaving on the harm, carving away in turns. Final minute - Brewster breaks - eyes blinking out "how could you" - lips trembling. Snarling Piper follows Jordana to ropes - rips her a vicious palm-down right behind the left arm - reloading to shellack it in again - them dipping torso-right to haul home the wide left. Jordana crying out, slumping into ropes: right hand penetrates her guard, pounding her face, stunning her; hooks rake across her pate. Furious blonde lather pastes brunette into staring stupor: ref jumps in to pull seething Piper off at bell! Lithe torsos striped in pink tracks where the leather has bitten them.

R4: Piper-pasting continues: Jordana in bitter retreat, fighting in spots out of the tight elbows-in peek-a-boo guard. Perabo mouthbreathing - urging herself to attack: blistering stuff applied to Jordana's ribs/flanks, though not with the same non-stop pace. Jordana working behind the jab at times: Perabo still leaning in to strap power punches - blonde girl punching her brunette all around the ring through 4.

R5: Piper's pace slows...she works behind her jab, boxing to get her wind back. Jordana's eyes bleak...she circles with Perabo - jabbing-with - occasionally dipping in on front (left) leg to hook behind Piper's right elbow. Perabo dictating, walking Jordana down, jabbing her face, pelting her body. Steady blonde assault having a visible effect: poor Jordana hands on hips walking back to her corner for the break.

R6: Return of the wide, slashing, two-way slug fest! One girl covers up tight - the other beats her without mercy: wide, biting palm-down lefts and rights. Sobbing, gasping, they stagger and reel - taking little moments to gather themselves before plunging back in. Once again, it's Jordana blinking first: torrid exchange of rights and lefts sees her clipped across both temples, knees giving way. Brewster staggers to ropes, forming limp earmuff: Piper steps-to, beats her without mercy, those same, strapping lefts and rights. Bell: Piper panting as she paints it on - ref has to pull her off a blubbering, trembling Jordana.

R7: Battered beauties go back to boxing: Piper stalking Jordana. Brewster cute - crouching low, leaning a shoulder into Piper's body, nudging her off then easing back out of range. Perabo pumping jabs, trying right hands: most effective punch is the follow-on hook tucked in behind Jordana's elbow. Brunette slick, sleek - taking only as much punishment as she has to: regrouping round for both fighters defaults to Piper.

R8: Another boxing round: slightly refreshed Jordana takes the initiative. JB hooking off the jab - dropping in short right hands, then mopping up hooks tidy in Piper's ribs: blonde girl blocking some of this, but getting touched up. Brewster roaming to her left - dipping low to get left shoulder into Piper - extending chickenwing left elbow to push Perabo off. Points for Jordana sees the light of hope return to pain-wracked brunette eyes.

R9: Piper cleans up on Jordana, bell to bell. JB still organized, slick and defensive in first minute: second minute sees Piper rake a brace of hooks over Brewster's front, sweeping brunette to ropes, unhinging her knees. Jordana shaken, butt-in-ropes as she stoops forward behind her mitts: deep breath Piper as she squares up, whirls away to hated brunette ribs with both hands lathering. Perabo comes up panting, chest heaving at bell: Jordana hugging battered torso, whining about fouls through 9.

R10: Last gasp for Jordana - she penetrates behind a stiff jab, then rakes Piper right crosses/left hooks. Piper stooping forward, blocking in earmuff: hungry Brewster sweeps left hands across Perabo's back with thump-skid impacts. Brewster effective - shutting Piper down, turning her, working her over, but Perabo refusing to punk. Piper covers up, takes a licking, loses the 10th, wins the fight in bruising fashion.

After: Jordana can't accept it - yanking her wrist out of referee's grasp after the decision and shrieking at Piper. Perabo screaming back - angry tears on both cheeks: officials separate wild cats so "Pipes" can have her postfight. "I wasn't going to lose this fight," Piper pants on camera - still seething from intense contest tonight. "I lost the first round, then she hurt me in the second, and I could see everything slipping away, and I just "No: not tonight". Jordana's good - very skilled, very fit, but I didn't care: she would have had to hit me with a crowbar to win this fight tonight. I was that determined to beat her!"