Before: First Vandervoort, now Mack...is Missy taking a run at the Smallville women? "Don't start, guys," Missy chides with a grin in prefight. "This is about me and Allison - period: I'm not trying to show up Smallville, or make a CW statement; Mack's enough of a challenge without all that. She's so compact and strong, that it'll be tough for me to get to her body - but I can't shy away from her ribs. I need to be touching her there, to get the looks at her chin I want - because I definitely see me settling this via knockout if I prep her right."

Mack bright-eyed at podium: sturdy young blonde always up for a challenge, and she's the big underdog coming in. "Yeah - I don't think Missy wants to make this a Smallville thing," Mack grins, "Erica's at the end of that road, and she wouldn't tolerate Peregrym for more than a couple of rounds. Trust me guys: that would be ugly. Me on the other hand...I know I've got my work cut out. Missy's a phenomenon - to beat her, I've got to climb inside her trunks and suffocate her with punches. I've got to outwork her, and I've got to defeat her jab so I can crowd her. i know I'm the only person in the room who thinks I can actually DO all that - but that's the plan. Don't look for anything dramatic: I'm going to get on top of Missy, and beat her down, minute by minute. Win or lose, she's going to be one tired brunette when I'm done!"

Mack in black sport top; grey stretch cotton brief-bottoms; white gloves. Missy in bright prussian blue halter-style sport top; high-cut crimson aerobics bottoms; white gloves.

During R1: Mack scoot-steppin, jabbing stubby from her crouch: Peregrym hustled back into ropes early. Right hand upside the head rattles Missy; pair of hooks club at her flank: Allison driving in with her head, pushing and crowding early. Minute mark: MACK GOES RACK! Sudden burst of short, scouring lefts and rights assails Missy's top: Peregrym hammered upright all wide-eyed in wonder as furious blonde punching pancakes proud brunette breasts. Missy digging in, answering: dip n' rip uppercuts as Peregrym leans forward off ropes, stubbornly trading toe-to-toe. Mack getting picked up to chin once or twice, but riding it out well: she's fighting off Missy's chest, out-hustling brunette inside, securing first round points.

R2: Mack steppin', crouchin', jabbin' - she's encroaching on Missy, weaving Peregrym's poke, then answering hard to ribs. Missy giving ground, trying to circle, but Allison's scooting feet cut off the ring, hounding MIssy to ropes. Bobbing in, Allison sets up on chest, starts to work it: clubbing, bashing array of short, tight-arc lefts and rights batters Missy head to hip. Peregrym baring teeth, feeling heat: no one punch really loosening her up, but she's struggling to get forward posture off ropes, or dig anything meaningful back at Allison. Mack not shy about reaching under Missy's arms and bulling her deep to ropes: blonde in there snug - head under Missy's chin, shoulders a-bumping, forearms a-shoving as blonde bangs out more hard working points through 2.

R3: Missy frowning, perplexed: Allison's quickness, low angle of attack, good head movement, pre-emptive jolt-jab giving classy brunette unexpected difficulty. Peregrym hustled to ropes once again; pinned down: Mack doing a wonderful job securing position inside, then stifling all escape attempts. Constant work from Allison, either digging furiously at Missy's waist and ribs; mauling Peregrym's jugs close-in; bumping and bodying Missy to ropes. Peregrym ashen-faced: she's getting bombarded to torso here - struggling to get any kind of separation. Through 3, Allison's completely taken Missy's range and legs out of the equation: blonde's winning the battle of struggling torsos in close.

R4: Missy finally gets a jab through to Allison's hairline, stalling blonde penetration. Peregrym legging to her left: now she sports the left-hook-and-pivot routine - clouting Allison while turning her right flank. Mack turning on the spot, staying compact: she's well covered, blocking a lot of shots - only think Missy can get clean in a rangy hook parked in behind Mack's right elbow. Peregrym makes it work: establishing distance with the jab; pivoting left around hooks - brunette controls blonde, keeps fight at midring.

R5: Good banging body blows early as Mack punishes a rope-bound Missy early: Peregrym finally able to spin out off a left uppercut - escaping to midring. Mack pursues, but can't win position again: MIssy jabbing fierce to hairline and eyes, looking to bust Allison up. Right hands from MIssy still missing over top, but they're setting up withering, cranking hooks underneath. Mack grunting on receipt of a few whacking blasts to her paunch and ribs: Peregrym arching her back, popping hips-right, baring her teeth and digging at Mack with enthusiasm through 5. Through the break, both girls getting watered down and massaged: both lumping up nicely despite neither landing a game-changing punch thus far.

R6: Allison works Missy to ropes: bruising, toe-to-toe attrition results. Missy leaning forward off cables - putting her shoulder/extended elbow into Alli to lever her off, then looking to rip her rangy with lanky uppercuts off either foot. Missy gouging the midsection, trying for chin: she's getting good bump-and-whack, but Allison's just too stubborn! Mack refusing to give up position or back off: she's initiating the exchanges, getting off in bursts to Missy's ribs and waist; punishing those jugs with surprisingly brutal scrub; controlling Missy's hips with clinch-and-stack routines. Blistering back and forth - both women scoring: Mack's volume, superior ring position and gnawing aggression can't be denied.

R7: Missy works it midring. Weight on front (left) foot, eyes narrowed - she's leaning forward, clipping a short left uppercut to Allison's chin, then pivoting left. Missy dippin'-n'-diggin' that left uppercut to body as well - just jerking it up into Mack's sturdy ribs or solar plexus as Allison's showing earmuff. Hooks take Mack in behind right elbow: Missy working off Mack's right shoulder, constantly turning her. Allison banged up - wincing at times: Peregrym re-asserts her agenda in a punishing 7th.

R8: Same again: Missy in that angular, forward lean over her left foot, putting very tidy, very nasty left uppercuts to good use. Mack picked up to chin; whacked loud to body; turned: she's falling off the pace, circling the wagons. Peregrym very methodical, insistent here: it's HER turn to gnaw on her opponent, chopping away at Mack's reserves. Missy avenging all the jug-mugging Mack's been doing: brunette digging those jagged left uppercuts to plump blonde dumplings this round - pivoting left after scoring. More sturdiness and defiance from Mack than anything else: she's well and truly touched this round.

R9: Mack surges, tackling Missy to ropes: blonde clinching round the waist, controlling taller girl's hips and securing her to ropes very effectively tonight. With Peregrym pinned, Allison goes to work: blunt, bludgeoning punches in bursts bash Peregrym upside the head, across her breasts, against her ribs and breadbasket. Missy mouthbreathing for the first time: she's agonized - leaning her forearms into Mack's shoulders to push her off, only to have Allison squirm her way back to chest. Missy proving her durability - munching a steady diet of Allison Mack punches, taking it tuff - body and head.

R10: Bitter fighting midring. Allison scoring with wide right hands to Missy's left armpit; strapping hooks across the waist. Missy finding Mack again and again with jabs - still missing the right cross over top - but cashing in that withering, cranking left hook up underneath. Pivoting left - MIssy works off Allison's right shoulder: gorgeous angle for that biting little left uppercut to clip at Mack. Allison cringing for the first time off a sumptuous, rangy hook full to her belly: Missy popping hips-right, selling her soul to get Allison hurt with the hardest hook of the night. Rip roaring back and forth continues to bell - Missy with better position and initiative, dominates the exchanges. Bell: girls continue punching, then fall into a weary embrace - each trembling from exhaustion. Comes back a tractorpull special - UD10 draw.

AFTER: Mack beats the odds: heavy underdog executes a Missy-beating fightplan to near-perfection - taking away a lot of Peregrym's natural advantages throughout the night: Allison's upbeat - banged up, but cheerful working the postfight ring.

Missy chagrined, obviously bothered by the draw, given her very high standards. "You know, she fought a good denial fight," Missy says, hands on hips - nice shiner darkening on the left eye. "A lot of holding, a lot of butting and rubbing - that did sort of take me by surprise. But no excuses: this is a girl I should be wearing down and stopping in the later rounds, and she found a way to survive in there. I'm tempted to move up because there's a small champion at lightweight: if I could get a Larter fight, I think I can steal a belt - but who knows? I'm happy in and around 120 - and Mack proved tonight that bantamweights can still give me all I could want on any given night."

Upon hearing of Missy's assessments, Mack's a little frosty: "'Denial fight' - she said that? Maybe someone should tell her those ribs of hers didn't bruise themselves. Sounds like somebody got her jugs mugged tonight, which she couldn't prevent, and she's feeling a little sorry for herself."