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5 February 2011 Allison Mack vs Alyssa Milano

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Posted by simguy on 2/5/2011, 8:57 am

BEFORE: Milano's podium speech accompanied by highlights of Alyssa body-stopping Fishel in the background - Milano more than confident that a similar fate awaits AMack. "I've thrown some of the best left hooks of the decade," boasts Milano, "why wouldn't I fell Allison the way I did Fishel or Panettiere?" Mack scowling, ill amused in rebuttal: "Somebody should tell Alyssa that it's probably not a great idea to bring up Dani Fishel in our press conferences. Oh wait - too late. Guess it's also too late to stop myself from absolutely destroying Alyssa in this fight. For the record, slut? Stopping Dani Fishel doesn't mean squat when you're steppin' in with Allison Mack. But you'll learn all that stuff shortly." Mack in yellow bikini top; green sport bottoms; small black gloves; blonde bob. Alyssa in green sport top with cami-straps; baby blue bikini bottoms with silver belly chain; small white gloves; hair in long battle braid.

During R1: Mack roaming to her right, loops a casual overhand right to cheek, startling Alyssa at the open - funkifying her legs and DROPPING HER TO ALL FOURS! Milano up quickly, but shaken: Mack pacing neutral corner, impatient to finish. Resume: Milano looks to lope the perimeter counter-clockwise: Allison cuts her off via swinging hooks to midsection, punching brunette butt into ropes. Milano forms earmuff, looking all curvy-sturdy in the pocket: Allison squares away, sets herself the task of breaking Milano down. Systematic brutalization - Mack on Milano. Starts in Alyssa's right flank, in above hip: Mack banking vicious, succulent left hooks in behind right elbow, getting in thick as Milano's stooping forward. Alyssa issues desperate clinch: Mack bodies her big-girl into ropes - bracing breasts with forearms to push clear of the embrace. More body work: rights and lefts pounding brunette tummy; more stack-ups as blonde girl begins to ragdoll wilting brunette. Body subdued, head shots follow: Mack coming off the tummy via carving uppercut - punching apart Alyssa's guard, leaving her spellbound. Clubbing rights and lefts to noggin ensue - just bashing, strong-arm work here - Mack pushing and wrestling her way clear of Alyssa's feeble clinch attempts. It's all too much: Milano savagely - but systematically - beaten for close-on two minutes: she eventually droops forward, spilling onto her face/chest at Allison's feet, drifting into hammered slumber. KO1 in bludgeoning fashion - Allison Mack.

After: Mack climbs Milano's corner ropes, pops a thickly impressive double-bicep shot into the crowd: blonde girl laying the hammer down as all knew she could, but few expected she would against the always tricky Alyssa M. "I'm not Panettiere, and I'm sure as hell not Fishel," Allison snorts in postfight. "You don't ever lump me in with those hobo's - not if you want to leave the ring under your own power!"