Before: Gena showing her strategic side - looking to secure her flank before pushing on towards the title at 130: Carerre must be dealt with. "As far as I'm concerned, we're just picking up where we left off," Gena tells assembled press. "I fought pig-headed against Tia last time - let her get to me - and it was stupid. I still had her ready to go and badly beaten, but we ran out of time before I could get satisfaction from her. This time, I'll finish what I started in that last fight, and move on. Carerre can't compete with me and she knows it." Tia champing at the bit: aging veteran still foxy, and still holding her own with bitter rival Nolin if last bout was any indication. "I don't see this 'new' Nolin everyone's talking about," Tia smirks in prefight. "Gena's still tummy-shy, cheap, and gutless, and I can't WAIT to finish up on her this time!" Nolin in punching peach bikini: Carerre in leopard print bikini, slick low ponytail.

During R1: Gena carrying her left low, lifting it to jab at oncoming Tia: Carerre crouching, chipping out her own jab at Gena's face and stepping into THUMPING right hands - slightly sidearm deliver, landing flat amidships. Gena driven ashen-faced to ropes where she immediately looks to tie up: Tia head down, pushing and struggling against the clinch, wriggling her way free to clout away tummy, torso and chin. Nolin bogging things down, doing a good job of smothering - but Tia with position at the apron, landing the odd gut-busting hook, then bodying up to crowd the receipt. Bell to bell Tia - banging away to body as promised: she sends Nolin frowning, hurting to her corner in the first.

R2: Gena snarling, wide stance as she pokes in a more traditional jab from the shoulder - doubling it up with a heavy pawing stroke to keep Carerre tilting onto her back foot. Carerre troubled by long, thudding stick - she's bending at the waist, twisting side to side, stepping back - but Nolin controlling distance very well, walking the shorter vixen down. Gena scooping long, low-slung right hands to paunch - testing the Carerre midsection with booming single shots: Tia grimacing, shook by the shots - starts falling in to clinch. Down the stretch, Nolin able to take advantage: she shoots the left over Tia's right shoulder, guiding the brunette on in and swiping her a tasty right hand clout across the chops. DOWN GOES TIA! Carerre baffled, eyes wide as she stumbles to all fours: slick punching Gena struts to neutral corner all proud of herself as she overhauls Tia's early lead on the cards.

R3: Carerre undeterred: crouching; stubby-jabbing; stepping into Gena's midriff with thundering, shocking right hands. Nolin groaning, punched backwards to ropes: once again, she's reaching for Tia, trying to tie up, pull her in to wrap up for breaks. Carerre squaring away, going to work: drubbing clout being dished out to Gena's proud torso, shoulders, biceps and tummy - Tia pasting tanned blonde flesh with robust lefts and rights, side to side. Gena open mouthed, grimacing as she reaches for Tia's head to pull it down: Carerre punching hard out of a compact stance - right beneath her chin, left across her gut. Thick, moist, spanking contact sounding out CHUP! CHUP! CHUP! as Tia digs into Gena - Carerre shoulder-bumping her way out of clinches to keep Nolin's back on the ropes. Sensational body-wallop - Tia bashing rhythmically at the arms and bod - leaving the chin for later as poor Nolin soaks it up bell to bell. Gena frazzled at the break, gets in the ref's face and demands to know what he's going to do about Tia's rampant low-blows - baffling the man with phantom allegations.

R4: Women trade lusty right hands to trembling paunches, come-back hooks and TIA GETS ROCKED! Carerre on her heels, eyes blinking - Nolin surges forward with right hands over the top - missing - but stampeding Carerre into ropes with sheer momentum. Nolin snarling, palming up and pounding away: big right roundhouses in the back/hip of Tia as she presents her left side; clubbing left hooks taking Tia in the forehead and chest. Carerre stunned, but doing a nice job rolling Nolin's right hands - good brunette head movement getting blonde off balance with over-aggressive swings. Down the stretch, Tia nifty as she clouts Gena's chin a swiping little hook inside, dips down to roll Nolin's overhand right, and answers back a short, jamming right to jaw that PUTS NOLIN WOBBLY BUTT! Gena destitute, suddenly weak-kneed - she desperately reaches for the back of Tia's neck, hanging on for dear life as Carerre slugs wildly to gut, both arms chugging. Gena paralyzed, mercilessly pummelled amidships - she's about to go down when she summons a looping right bolo punch square to Tia's trunks, stopping brunette barrage. Both girls sobbing for breath, falling into one another's arms - Gena bodying Tia into the ropes, hugging her tight to the bell as weary Carerre accepts the clinch.

R5: Gena creep-stepping right, hoisting the up jab, doubling poke with a little pawing motion to keep Tia occupied. Carerre encroaching but not getting off: Nolin's jab is heavy, accurate, punishing. Gena methodical - walking Tia forward, then swinging right hands flat to paunch - detonating excrutiating body shots off Carerre's soft middle, really wearing out Asian legs. Carerre open-mouthed, stubbornly coming forward: she's not jabbing, just falling in, soaking up potshots as Nolin dictates. Midway through, G starts putting heavy hooks on top - landing right-to-body and left-to-ear as Carerre cooperates: poor Tia staggering under the weight of shot, no longer able to sustain forward momentum. Gena just stepping right, collecting her body shot, cashing in her hook - she's just bashing away at Tia down the stretch, clobbering Carerre with big-boned blockbuster punching. It's all too much - Tia staggers forward as much as she can, finally swooning sideways to her left as Nolin's hook pounds Tia senseless. Brunette already tottering to canvas when a shrieking blonde right hand kisses chin - Gena stepping into a fully extended slobberknocker to end Tia's night. Carerre crashing to her back so much deadweight brunette: KO5 in thunderous fashion, Gena Lee Nolin.

After: Carerre out cold for many, many moments - Gena withstanding body shock, giving as good as she got through perilous early rounds - Tia simply unable to sustain as the stronger woman prevails. "That's more like it!" Crows Gena in postfight, thrilled with her accomplishment. "Carerre's finished - done - and GENA LEE NOLIN did her in! If she keeps fighting it'll be a mistake - nobody comes all the way back from the punches I was landing tonight." Gena, Gena, what about the title picture at welter - where do you fit in? "There's no question I'm the best welterweight in boxing right now. I'm demanding the winner of Ryan/Theron - demanding that fight - because the way I'm punching now - no girl can stand against me. Especially not Chicken Theron or Rickety Ryan - those whining PUNKS!"