Boxing After Dark

Posted by Simguy on 8/6/2006, 9:50 am.

Before: “I can’t wait to get at Neve!” an excited Elisha C gushes in preflight. “She’s my ticker to Dani and the bantamweight title--not to mention she’s a total cow! You know what I did when her ‘threats’ came across the wire at our gym? I called Johnnie up right aay to demand a Campbell fight--that’s how scared I was. Rachel might have begun the work of bringing Neve down, but I definitely see me completing the job. There’s no girl in the division who could fend off me and Rachel longer-term--especially not Neve. I’m gonna loosen up her buttons, baby!” Campbell cool, aloof--still smarting from her loos to McAdams and scalded by broad condemnation of her actions in post fight--she’s as careful in her comments as Elisha is rambunctious. “My goals remain the same: remove Rachel from boxing; take down anybody who gets in my way; regain bantam supremacy. That doesn’t mean Elisha and I don’t have history--mostly history of me beating her ass--and I’d probably take the time to reduce her anyway--but I think sacrificing her on the altar of Rachel McAdams is pretty irresponsible by the Mountees. I’m going to ruin one of the most promising blondes in boxing and then march on to take Dani’s titles and they BOTH have Rachel to thank for hat.” Cuthbert in maple leaf bikini (sporty solid red bottoms with wide white hip-stripes--maple-leaf motif top); white gloves; red/white two-toned boxing boots with tassels. Neve in black bikini; black suede boxing moccasins with tassels (mid-calf); hair French braided back. Small black gloves, Neve--small red gloves, Elisha.

During R1: Similar styles--both girls light on their feet, but not running; weight on front foot/right big toe; hands constantly moving from chin to eyebrow and back as the girls dip, feint, step in and out of range, hard jabs featured--both women spiteful to the offending face, punching it back with startling pop. Vixen stepping into their jabs and hooks, clubbing each other’s faces, tanning one another’s bodies. Down the stretch, both lean into bending right hands--turning over that back (right( ankle on extension and ELISHA’S CLIPPED CLEAN! Cuthbert jolted as Neve wins the race--blonde’s back leg gives way, right knee touches down as she stares in flabbergasted shock. Neve haughty, glaring down as she struts past all I’m-better-than-you to neutral corner. Elisha shakes it off. Goes down 10-8 in the first.

R2: Midring, both girls planting strong on that front (left) foot, thrusting out hard jabs, looking for no-nonsense right crosses and hooks. Girls extending, fighting at medium range for maximum hurt--neither looking to crowd or smother. Minute mark--Cuthbert’s jab punching back Neve’s face--blonde pays brunette back with a withering right cross on the eye--Cuthbert bending down, turning over her back foot pretty as Campbell’s put wobbly butt. Neve stunned, staring--Elisha right back with the hook-off-the-hip, clouting Campbell STRONG across the chops. Neve frowning, lips a tight line on clenched face--she clinches, snuggling Cuthbert close for a ref’s break, Elisha bubbly, bouncing, wanting more--she pumps a brace of jabs to step Neve to ropes, then steps-to to bang--but NEVE WON’T HAVE IT! Crowd roaring at the furious hammer and tongs slugging--crisp, crashing rights and lefts--both girls clouting each other savage to chests and chins. Ringing blasts both backsides jangling--Cuthbert occasionally forced back, always gamely stepping back in with fresh reserves: Campbell pressed hard to the bell as both girls land right hands at the break. Ref jumps in as tempers flare: Cuthbert chirping at Neve; Campbell’s nostrils flaring at blatant ingénue disrespect.

R3: Elisha beats Neve to extended right hands early, hurts her. Cuthbert back with a rigid hook-off-the-hip, clouting Neve’s chin, then chopping back in with another zesty right--blonde bringing her feet with her as she hops into the heat. Campbell catching wallop, stumbling to ropes--again she bares her teeth, swings from the hips to beat back blonde aggression but ELISHA’S TOO STRONG! Cuthbert pinning back her ears and POURING herself at Campbell--crowd roaring ti its feet. Neve swinging wide--Elisha beating her to lefts and rights--blonde fists bouncing off brunette face--Campbell’s punching growing weaker, wilder and NEVE GOES DOWN! Cuthbert bellowing down at Neve’s trembling back: “YOU’RE FINISHED! DO YOU HEAR ME? YOU ARE FINISHED!” Cuthbert leaning over and kissing Neve’s lower back before Ref intercedes, pulling blonde back as Campbell whines in outrage at the touch if Elisha’s lips. Neve struggling up at the ropes--Deep, ragged breaths from Campbell--tears standing in her eyes: she knows Cuthbert’s punching to end this thing right here, right now. ON COMES ELISHA! Blonde pushing into brunette smearing her against the ropes, then COMING UP JUGG! Face-on-face with Neve-lefts and rights pushing up and in, working Campbell’s hooters to ribbons and CAMPBELL BANGS BACK! It’s mindless, trudging, two-way destruction--Elisha catching Neve’s hook flush on the jaw--Campbell walking into a crushing Cuthbert right on the temple--Neve gritting her teeth and clawing a pair of hooks across Elisha’s jumping jugs. Furious two-way lather--girls refusing to fall in or fall back--it’s constant power-punching at medium/close distance. Gloves bouncing off taut tummies and ribs; hooks tucked in snug to jug; rights and lefts caroming off jaws and cheeks. ELISHA BEGINS TO WILT! Neve slowly gaining the better of the trade--she’s changing her distance, landing shots then taking little half-steps out, causing Cuthbert to come up short. Brunette’s eyes heartless, all-knowing as she starts to score at will, breaking Elisha down, chasing her to ropes, poor Cuthbert! Final minute ticking down--Elisha busted up, helpless at the ropes, waving back loose punches as Neve times gorgeous, ripping right hands and raking hooks from her hip--THERE GOES ELISHA’S MOUTHPIECE! Cuthbert sagging into ropes, eyes glassy, mouth open--NEVE ROMPS TO JUG! Oh those poor clobbered melons--Neve pushing Cuthbert upright and SURGING to rack--putting Elisha bobble-headed and defenseless and THE REF STEPS IN! IT’S over TKO3 in barbaric fashion--Neve Campbell!

After: Round-of-the-Year third sees Campbell rally off the canvas, back Elisha up and subjugate her with brutal authority--brunette dishing out a ruinous beating in rendering Elisha shellshocked at the ropes. AND NEVE WANTS MORE! Campbell doffing gloves, coming for sniveling Elisha--strong right arm snug around trembling blonde waist as neve parades blubbering Cuthbert for a woozy walk of shame. Elisha all lolling head, batting eyelashes, parted lips--poor girl’s stumbling along in Neve’s rude grasp--Campbell being very good and impatient with her conquest. Prancing procession ends at the ropes just above Dani and the TE contingent--Campbell tugging Elisha in close and displaying her swooning visage to the champ. “YOU’RE NEXT!” Neve shouts down as Fishel’s held back in her seat, champing at the bit to get after Campbell right now. Nothing written in stone as TE hasn’t green lighted Fishel/Campbell--Neve presenting the limp, battered frame of Elisha as her invitation to that dance.

Reposted by Archer 7/7/11.