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7 August 2009 Naomi Watts vs Michelle Williams

Page history last edited by Archer844 14 years, 7 months ago

 

 (Australian feed)

 

Posted by simguy on 8/7/2009, 9:50 am


BEFORE: (piped in from Melbourne Aus) Naomi one of boxing's great 'coulda been' stories - classy Australian champ just never getting her shot at FCBA glory. "I never got to compete at the highest levels, because of Virginie and politics," Naomi contends, still bitter towards old rival Ledoyen and her Tech overlords. "THIS is my title fight - the title fight I never received and richly deserved. Mish will suffer the beatings I should have given Claire and Natalie and all the others - I've saved everything up for her." Mish scoffing at the notion of a Watts-pasting - she's looking forward to spreading the HISC reign of terror right round the globe. "Spanning the globe to get tramps beat!" Mish beams in prefight. "Tell me something - has this cow been whining like this ever since she came back home to stick her head in the sand? She never got her title shot because she couldn't fight her way into position - simple as that. I'm not here to give Naomi Watts one final shot at redemption: I'm here to beat her half to death and shatter whatever's left of her half-baked dreams!"

 

Mish in zebra print bikini with twist-tied top and bottoms; small black gloves; zebra print boxing shoes to mid calf. Naomi in tan suede bikini with western fringes; tan short UGG boxing shoes; small black gloves; shoulder length straight hair.

During R1: Mish swinging irresponsibly - leaving her feet to sweep leather at Naomi's noggin. Watts leaning away, giving ground on springy legs, sidestepping, touching Mish counter-jabs from angles. Watts eventually poking Mish into compliance: once Williams is crouching forward in earmuff - Watts tattoos her in pretty, swatting combinations for points.

R2: Naomi leggy, classy - poking for position first, touching Mishy up and getting her crouching defensive, then opening up on her. Naomi fighting hard-eyed and tight lipped - ripping Mish vicious left uppercuts off the front (left) leg; dropping in withering right hands between the mitts; sliding 'round the Williams' right flank. Mishy really catching hot throughout the round - head often picked up or batted around: she's well and truly pasted bell to bell.

R3: Mishy bangs back - swiping viciously at Aussie ribs with both hands, as Naomi's trying to punch-face. Withering stuff - Watts forced to step away with concerned expression. Mish able to walk her girl down, bullying Naomi along the perimeter. Nice snatching licks drawn across Naomi's flat waistline this round: Mish pleased, nodding perky at the bell.

R4: Naomi scampering, scouring away straight one-twos against Mishy's face as Williams bores straight in. Mish shaking it off, whacking back at ribs/flanks: Williams landing both hands with gusto. Watts wincing, loping at the hop around the apron: Mishy's pressure decisive through 4. Williams shaking her hand in a dismissive gesture en route to her corner: she's got this.

R5: Watts establishes midring - pumping jabs in twos and threes; sidestepping left; scrubbing away rigid one-twos against Michelle's face as Williams turns, follows. Naomi upping her work rate to keep Mish at bay: Williams coming forward, but unable to get off with authority as busy Naomi beats her to punches. Watts colour high - but tight little chassis proving fit through 5.

R6: Naomi showcases her legs - shoeshining Mishy's breasts with flashy side-to-side buffetting in first minute flurries, then scooting out of Dodge. Watts dancing the ring, changing direction, feinting Mish into hesitation: Williams visibly frustrated - unable to get off against nimble Nomes. Watts dishin' licks to Mishy's jugs: tasty top-knot swattin' through 6.

R7: Naomi helps herself to extra Mish - jabbing her into a confused crouch, then going at her classy. Watts in forward aspect - right heel off the canvas, weight on front leg as straight lefts and rights scour Mishy's head and shoulders with scraping connects. Pivoting left around planted left foot, Naomi's digging left uppercuts thick-n'-sticky to Mishy's heaving rack and cute face. Deliberate targetting of the twist-tie has Michelle distracted at the bell: looking down, fumbling with the knot en route to her corner as HISC trainer tries to get her focused.

R8: Hard punching from Mish still a threat: Naomi clobbered upside the head, whacked in her body as Williams bends into looping rights and lefts. Watts grimacing, legging away: she's running, but doing a good job denying Mish top position at ropes. Williams in hot pursuit - jugs a-jumpin' as she hunts for Naomi, loads up, and swings lusty: Watts rarely there to receive the whole payload. Bell: Mishy's disgust clear on her face as Watts shamelessly runs from trouble. "Fight me, you cow!" Mish shouts as girls separate.

R9: Mish banging effectively, bobbing into and out of her crouch while laying thick strap across Naomi's waistline. Watts pursing her lips, backing up: she's butt in ropes for the first time as Mishy gets to operate late. Williams employing good old fashioned HISC shove-n'-slug - crossing her arms to bump and jostle Nomes, then whacking her big about the bodkin. Bell: Mish digs a little extra insurance to Naomi's flat paunch via the cheap left hook. Ref takes exception; Watts stomps foot, bleats in protest; crowd boos, begins "Mish-y-Sucks" chant.

R10: Mish chasing Naomi down, swinging freely at her: American showing absolutely no respect for Aussie stopping power. Watts rooted out of her positions, hounded to ropes: she frequently shows face-in-gloves, stooping forward as Mish lathers ribcage without mercy. 2 minutes of this - Mish walking Naomi down to punish her...down the stretch, Watts gets the timing right, fitting Mish for a gorgeous left uppercut. Williams clipped to chin - back foot skidding out from under her, then planting way out wide to the side: she's a wobbling little ruin as NAOMI OPENS UP! Limber-limbed pasting administered - Naomi snarling as she swats Mishy's face side to side and WILLIAMS GOES DOWN! Mishy snivelling, nose bloodied on all fours; she's a confused beauty, fighting her way off canvas to take an 8. ON COMES WATTS! Naomi leaping in, keeping elbows in close and lashing away side to side...TEARING UP MISHY'S JUGS! OH the humanity! Williams spellbound, sputtering and slumping in ropes as her jugmeat is slapped about. Naomi in a frenzy, pouring lanky hup-hup to Mish - lean body all tense with violence. Bell: Naomi bellows in triumph, throwing her hands up and strutting away; woozy Mish straightens, swaying on the spot, trying to locate her corner...and her top-knot gives way! Poor Mish in a jug-mugged haze, doesn't realize the damage done as she's hanging out - soft, punished breasts bobbling sulkily - Mish stumbling back to her corner as boisterous Aussie crowd hoots in appreciation. Costly 10-8 tenth gives Naomi the close UD10.

After: Mish mortified when she's quickly bound back up by her seconds: battered and exposed in a disasterous setback for the Australian campaign. Naomi climbing ring ropes, carrying on like a little champ: huge fight for Watts and Australia as a dangerous, albeit pint-sized, American bully is turned back hard.

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