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5 Nov 2000 Jennifer Connelly Vs Jennie Garth

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Posted by Simguy

 

Before: 6 weeks after being brusquely handled and ultimately dismissed by CTS, Jennifer Connelly finds herself back in with another tough, experienced blonde stalwart. Jen wasn't bad last time out, just not good enough to win, and Smith boxed smart to avoid head to head confrontations. Garth less shifty that Smith, more apt to lay in and trade - Connelly needs to know where she stands - girls enter the ring at 122 a piece. Connelly in navy velvet sports bra, red boy cut trunks, Garth in aubergine velvet sports bra and boy cut trunks - small, old-style gloves for both.

 

During R1: Brisk action round, girls bumping up shoulder to shoulder and getting off 2 and 3 punch bursts - right hands tight at the cheek, left hands at the waist. Girls bending their torsos into the punches, keeping everything short and crisp - Connelly a little busier, doubling up on the hook, shoving off with her shoulder in Garth's chest gets the nod.

 

R2: Similar compact, toe to toe action - girls moving their heads, working from their legs, hips and torsos - no arm punching here. Rotating clockwise, girls go cheek to cheek, but not clinching, each moving her hands to scrub up the opponent's midsection, finishing off with clouting hooks upstairs. Connelly using a nice little technique, reaching behind Jenny's waist, slipping a thumb into the back of the blonde's waistband, putting her hip into Garth to lever her off balance, then stuffing short right hands into the belly as she tugs Jenny close. Pulling Jenny's hips back, Connelly can drift right hands up underneath to the sternum as Garth leans forward - either way, it's a bad development for the blonde. Garth getting the worst of a competitive round - Connelly showing signs of dominance.

 

R3: Girls meet mid ring - right hands at cheeks, hooking off the jab and shouldering up after punching - great work out of both gals. Connelly doing the extras to separate herself - the trunk holding, the movement after punching, finishing exchanges with the hardest punch. Garth getting outworked. Nice sequence for Connelly down the stretch - she's clipping Garth with little left hooks - all shoulder, stepping to the right, then NAILING JG a hard short right hand over Garth's left shoulder as blonde Jenny turns. Connelly setting up her right hand like a pro, outfighting Garth at this point AND outsmarting her.

 

R4: Jenny G doubles up on the jab and tries to work at arms length - girls trade right hands and CONNELLY IS HURT! brunette trembles back a couple of steps, all shook up, and Garth walks her down, helping herself to mittfuls of belly, then shouldering the brunette roughly onto her heels. Connelly's butt touches rope and Garth bodies up, going to the waist, using her forearms and shoulders to nudge Connelly back - brunette soaking it up, mouth pouting b###hily as Garth works her over. Down the stretch, Connelly with her arms crossed, sagging side to side under the beat down, pulls a left hook out of the third row to catch Garth punching - GARTH IS HURT! JG wobbly butt, weaving on her hips - Connelly reaching in with that left hand to the waistband, heaves Garth around into the ropes, and PILES on with slogging right hands to the midriff. Garth in a daze, arms limp around Connelly as the brunette digs a tummy trench. Punching barrels on past the bell - both girls lumping up badly and Garth looks out on her stool during the break.

 

R5: Flat footed, hurting action this round as both girls are feeling it. Laying in face on face, arms crossed over bellies, girls take turns reefing into single shots up underneath, then nestling in close to smother the receipt. Garth more active, pulling a whimper out of Connelly with devastating curling right hands below the belly button. Down the stretch, Connelly with that nifty trunk tug gets Jenny off balance, then cripples the blonde with a juicy right hand to the stomach, sucking the life out of Garth's legs. Jenny sagging back to the ropes and Connelly squares up, using her chicken winged left elbow to prop Garth back, then sailing in with crisp clubbing lefts and rights to the bell. Garth swooning - Connelly sucking wind - fight is taking it's toll on both warriors.

 

R6: Girls fall in together, hands across bellies, each trying to bull the other back and step into hooks to the body. Clipping punches thrown by each in another very close, grinding round. One girl will look to be buckling from hooks to the stomach, then she'll straighten and bang a short right uppercut off the teeth of the other to turn the tide. Garth given the nod - ribcages glowing pink from the constant two way abuse.

 

R7: Garth starts to separate herself, breaking Connelly's heart with left hooks. These are short, crunching blows, travelling only inches as Jenny flinches her shoulder and gets her legs under the punches. Working her way up Connelly's side, Jenny digs the waist, swats the jugs, then clips the chin - Connelly slumping forward after eating, and not punching back. Garth able to take a half step back and catch Connelly drooping forward - that left hook turning over to a short left uppercut as needed. At the midway point, Connelly goes wobbly butt, eyes closing as she groggily tries to body up, taking punches all the while as Garth methodically walks the brunette into punishment. At the bell, the accumulation has left Connelly devastated - Garth taking a good long look, just in case Jennifer were to whisper her surrender.

 

R8: More tragic punching from Garth as she pounds away in tight. Connelly looking used up, lolling forward and continuing to walk into the tight left uppercut as blonde tags her, then turns her midring. Jenny G methodically getting off, walking Connelly around, then bodying her to the ropes for the last minute. Solid stuff from the blonde as she leans in heavy, then pulls out to sink in the body shot hook and clouting right hand on the eye - Connelly with a listless crossed arm defense, soaking it up on pride alone.

 

R9: Jennifer Connelly moves her hands at least this round, but Garth looks brighter eyed, answering every brunette punch with a crisp counter. Even trading up underneath wears out both midsections, but Garth has another minute in her while Connelly folds up in exhaustion. Garth reaching down Connelly's sides, sinks in wilting lefts and rights behind Connelly's elbows as the brunette fades.

 

R10: Girls meet mid ring, body up, and Jennifer Connelly mounts a grim offensive. Lifting her mitts up in between Garth's hips, Connelly buckles her blonde and shoulders her back, walking in with short lefts to the body, right uppercuts to the chops. Garth with the right at her cheek, dips down and comes up with her shoulder in Connelly's chest, trying to crowd, but Connelly stronger, bulls JG back until blonde butt sits on rope. Connelly forehead to forehead with Garth, hands on the blonde's shoulders - brunette holding Jenny in place, then jerking in a right uppercut to the jugs, or snapping the left hook into the belly - always returning the hands to Jenny's shoulders. Garth getting chewed up, has no answers - she's just leaning forward, soaking up punches with a dazed expression and letting the clock wind down. Fight ends with Connelly just getting off with the robotic lefts and rights, content to grind Garth down to a fine nub by the bell. Decision comes back a draw - both girls too drained to react as the ref holds their wrists.

 

After: Girls succeed in sucking the life out of one another in a grueling toe to toe slugfest. Connelly broke out to a firm lead after 3 close rounds, then looked to close the show in explosive middle rounds. Then Garth raged back, looking as though she would stop the brunette in the 7th and 8th and down the stretch - exhausted brawlers fought inside one another's trunks to the final bell, each too hurt to finish the other.

 

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