UNIFIED FLYWEIGHT TITLE

Posted by Simguy on 10/4/2003, 10:42 pm.

Before: Mish swaggering in preflight--on top of the world, looking to avenge past embarrassments: it all starts with pretty Nattie P. “Portman needs a beating,” proclaims a grinning champion. “Enough is enough--she’s done well for herself, but nobody really buys her as a champion. I’m tired of her sashaying around, talking about her ‘class’, her ‘skills’--this girls’ a punk! Mark my words, I will make Natalie quit.” Portman rising uncharacteristically to the bait--cheeks glowing under Williams’ tirade. “Maybe Michelle forgets that I take her part when we hook up, I’m the better woman in there, plain and simple, I’ll operate on Michelle again, only worse than last time, since I evidently haven’t gotten it through her thick skull who the boss is at 110.” mish in black underwire cotton Hanes two piece--Natalie in white sports bra, white high waist aerobics bottoms, white shoes, slick battle bun.

During R1: Mish out BLAZING--winging haymakers with either hand, careening around the ring as she over-commits. Portman stepping out, fading the heat, circling--but she’s in retreat, can’t handle that sizzling blonde pressure. Williams scoring in the second minute, sweeping wide rights to the hip, hooking Natalie’s guard as brunette covers up--girls getting closer, looking more professional as Williams settles down. Natalie stinging face the jab--popping it twice, stepping o the left--she’s bringing Mish to heel, keeping the camp at the end of the punch. Williams dukes up, bobbing at the waist, trying to work her way in--Natalie drilling the straight right, stamping out the double jab as she scoots left. End of second minute--Nat putting straight punches onto Michelle’s face--Portman jabbing, twists on her hips to point her right shoulder at Mish, neatly rolling under a swinging Williams right--then answering with a hesitation left uppercut out of the coiled position. MISH GOES DOWN! Swiveling shot clips the point of Williams’ chin, drops her to her panties--she’s up stiff, shaking her head, anxious to get that knockdown back. Williams storming off the ropes--hands up at eyebrow level, but Portman runs her into the jab--pinging it double off the face, turning the blonde, pre-empting her. Portman drilling the straight right, back with the straight left, stepping back pretty and NAILING  the right cross as Williams charges in--MISH GOES DOWN! Mish stumbling to all fours as Portman rings her up. Bell sounds--Williams up woozy--Natalie with an icy glare of appraisal as she passes by shoulder to shoulder.

R2: Nattie P bloodies Mish’s nose with that piercing, constant stick, Champ flustered, hands up, moving her head, but brunette darting and dabbing the jab threading it through the guard like a rapier tip, neatly stepping to the side. All Portman till late, but Mish applying constant pressure, Final minute--Portman hangs a jab, Mish drops a vicious right off her brow to Nat’s chin--brunette does a little pony-trot to her right as her legs get buzzed. Williams cleaning: big swinging right hands to the hip, just a-HAMMERING that left side--Portman driven ropeside, covering up hurt as Mish climbs aboard. Bruising beat down continues on after the bell--Williams SCALDING her foe’s shiny lower back with clubbing right hand swats until referee intervention.

R3: Mish! Williams out of her corner before the whistle, getting on Natalie just as she’s standing off her stool--brunette on her heels, backed into her home turnbuckles as blonde gets cooking. Brawny shove and slug from the champ--reaching in to palm Nat’s biceps back, then heaving home the hook, walloping overtop the right hand to the back of Nat’s head. Bludgeoning body work--Mish standing up tall, releasing her hands downstairs: Natalie shuddering body work--Mish standing up tall, releasing her hands downstairs: Natalie suffering as she keeps her elbows in, tries to block the pounding. Williams not shy about bodying up, reaching under Natalie’s arms, pressing her into the corner, then hauling in the hurt as Portman desperately clinches, bell to bell Mish--Natalie shipping shellack, just covering up, staying low, trying to ride out the whipping.

R4: NATALIE! Portman aggressively to midring, eyes cold--she gets to work on Michelle’s sweet face with cruel, stabbing stick work. Mish flustered in her attempts to close--face getting spanked, she’s brought up short, bending at the waist, busting up some as Natalie attacks the eyes and nose with spearing lefts. Portman drilling right hands straight up the middle, spanking back face,. Coming back with straight lefts, wheeling to her left--vintage boxing has the champ unraveling, taking chances. Midway through--Portman gets her umpteenth straight right hand onto Michelle’s teeth, rolls to her left to get under a flailing Williams right, then LICKS that coiled left uppercut clean to the chin! MICHELLE GOES DOWN!  Williams on her backside, slapping the canvas in frustration--she gets up and looks forlorn as her legs won’t obey her. ON COMES NATALIE! Portman striding in, but jabbing--always jabbing to get her balance and range--then POUNDING in the straight right, back with the left--threading punches through Williams’ guard. Champ stiffening, not moving her head as well--she’s framing her face with her guard and getting shredded as Portman really lets her hands go, busting Mish up something horrible by the bell.

R5: Nat intense as she takes midring--bounces a cocky lead right off Mish’s face, steps back and runs Mish onto the jab, steps right with her extended left in Mish’s face, fades blonde hook and places a sizzling right hand HARD on the jaw! Williams feet doing a jig--she’s getting torn up, just trying to wade through and get big on Natalie but it’s not happening. Portman stepping right, chipping away at Michelle’s left eye the jab, then REAMING her right crosses, swiveling Michelle’s head, shaking her legs. Williams starts to back off, eyes swelling--she’s losing her stomach for pain--Natalie stalking behind the jab, committing to right hands now, really pouring ‘em in! Mish at the ropes, stupid with punishment, hands at cheek height, but SHE CAN’T STOP THE PUNCHES! Natalie tearing away at what’s left--pounding the right off face, back with the left hook, prepping a little flicking jab then leaning into the right. Mish just taking on her face, staring into leather AND THE REF STEPS IN!--Natalie stuns Michelle Williams again to take her titles via TKO5!

After: Williams beaten unrecognizable by a razor-sharp Natalie Portman tonight--brunette’s accuracy off the charts as she tracked blonde head with an educated left, pounded away with rights, and simply belted the bejesus out of a shellshocked ex-champ. William desolate as her belts are presented to Natalie--Portman’s become something of a Mish killer, taking a loot of food off the blonde’s plate this year. “Maybe now she gets it,” snipes Nat, uncharacteristically catty in victory. Girls who squabble repeatedly over title tend to lose that mutual respect thing over time. These two are starting to resent each other something fierce.

Reposted by Archer 6/19/11.