BEFORE: "I feel like...right now...I mean today - not next year or whatever, but right now...I'm as good a fighter as Rachel MacAdams," Ashley Greene says to stunned gasps from media. "A Rachel MacAdams with upside. I'm saying near-term, I'll move MacAdams to the sidelines: give me a year, and I'll be giving Evangeline Lilly beatings that'll have her crying about me being too big for bantamweight. I'm that kind of fighter guys: you just arrived at the new golden age at a buck-twenty." Garth rolling her eyes: battle-tested blonde has long been the proving ground for brazen young phenoms. "Looking past me, much?" Jennie quips, to sage nods from jaded press. "Ashley's already made the worst mistake a fighter can make, and we're not even in the ring yet. Can't wait to see how mixed up she is under pressure. Oh, and Ashley? There WILL be pressure." Ashley in floating cube print bikini in shades of bubblegum pink (oh hell - see Bonzo's post for her hot, but complex suit: http://members2.boardhost.com/FCBA/msg/1262617470.html), hair in scruffy gym-rat ponytail; small black gloves. Jennie in conservative-cut purple bikini; small black gloves; hair in short blonde bob. Fought poolside (standard ring) before small, but exclusive crowd at Beverly Hills Hotel for the BAD taping (12 noon).

During R1: Jennie steppin' left, chin tucked, shoulders hunched; right at her mouth, left out front, tracing ovals. Ashley in similar crouch, hands curled into cheeks, elbows in tight...she's marching directly-to. Pop-n-pivot jab routine from Jennie, turning Ashley's right flank. Green turning, tracking, scuttling forward, hooking for tummy. Jennie dips left shoulder, runs Ashley's chest into it, hooks brunette belly: Garth testing the youngster inside early. Ashley tight lipped, eyes narrowed: she hooks back, biting tummy/rib/tummy/rib. Jenny bumps a shoulder, hooks the waist, drops a short right hand in tight: Green takes the clout, answers back a stream of batting left hands. Girls stay inside, bumpin' n' diggin': compact forms; busy shoulders; sturdy guts and thumping punches in close. Bell: polite applause from well-heeled crowd; expensive women in surrounding cabanas sneering, thinking they could do better.

R2: Ashley at Jennie: Green got touched up a little inside last round, but she goes right back into the phonebooth. Jennie eases Ashley onto the left shoulder; nudges her; treats her to a jerky little left uppercut; left hook swatting tight behind brunette right elbow. Ash ignoring, bulling through: she's strong to Jennie's arms, bashing at biceps one strong-armed girl to another. Garth pivoting off her shoulder-bumps, turning clockwise, cuffing, clipping, digging in receipt: nasty, even stevens as Jennie's precision answers Green's violence. Midway point, Jennie making it personal...blonde digging hooks to imposing brunette sacks, smudgin' jug via short-shrugging left hands. Ashley doesn't like it, detonates an overhand right off Jennie's forehead, knocking blonde onto her heels. Big fear, Jennie G: she's wobbly butt, hurt by sheer blunt force. On comes Greene, winging rights: Jennie stumbling backward to ropes, showing peek-a-boo. Green attacks the pocket, ripping hooks: Jennie screaming into her palms as left hands slam behind blond right elbow. Jennie tries to spin out: Ashley shoulders Garth into ropes, muscling her, hooking her jugs. Hard smile Ashley Greene: she takes a moment to scrub veteran puppy, paying Jennie back interest owed. Garth whining, reaching to clinch: Ashley bodies up, presses Jennie deep to ropes, pulls away punching. Free-swinging lefts and rights bat at Jennie's midsection: brawny brunette shoulders/back shredding up as she pours it on. Jennie gurgling, falling apart: more clinches rebuked as Ashley bulls Garth to ropes, separates to punch. Dreadful beating of waist/lungs has Jennie stricken: she's sliding to her right, catching hooks turned into her left eye en route. Jennie shunted into ropes, face stunned...Ashley slugging from off Jennie's left shoulder, turning hooks onto left side of Jennie's face. Too many punches - the clip-clap-crack of whirling hooks on skull. Jennie goes out, slumping into ropes, then sliding to her back all stretched out parallel to apron. KO2 in shocking fashion, Ashley Greene.

After: Marauding debut sees unheralded brunette slug her way clear through the acknowledged guardian of the bantam top 10. "No sweat," Ashley grins, batting eyelashes, hamming for camera. "I gave Jennie about 5 minutes of my time - 6 if you count the break: she should feel privileged! Seriously: Jennie's solid, but so 20 years ago. She needs to give that old-timers circuit a look: I've just got way too much for her. Rachel Mac: where you at? Kate Beckinsale, you old hag: come get some. Time to cash out, ladies!"