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7 July 2006 Missy Peregrym vs Jill Wagner

Page history last edited by Archer844 14 years, 8 months ago

 

Originally posted by Simguy on 7/7/2006, 7:14 am

 

Before: “I’ll give Missy a beating.” A confident Wagner predicts in prefight. “it’s important to separate myself from her and get to Kaley—she’s just a stepping-stone for that Cuoco bout. I’m an ‘A+’ prospect: Missy’s a B, B-minus—you’re definitely  going to see a difference in class once we hook up.”

 

Peregrym just as fit and lithe on the scales and during photoshoots—she disputes Jill’s analysis at every point. “I don’t see the upside in Wagner,” Missy shrugs, putting on her promoter’s hat. “This is a great showcase for the two of us—a chance for promoters and managers to get a look at some fresh meat—but if you want a girl who can threaten the Lillys, the Presslys, the Connellys, the Fishels and Dushkus—you want me, not her. Jill’s a little confused as to who the stepping-stone is in this fight. I’ll sort her out on that,”

 

Both girls in sleek beach-volleyball sport bikinis: royal blue top, scarlet bottoms—Missy. Pink top, navy bottoms—Wagner. Both girls wearing perky puncher’s ponytails.

 

During R1: Jill sets the tone early getting on top and pressing Missy hard all around the ring. Spring, sharp, pulsing jab from Wagner—very classy—puts Missy on her heels and on the defensive. Rivet-gun right hands taut off the jab—bang/bang impacts up the middle, squirting through Missy’s mitts as Peregrym  tries to close up her guard. Firm biting slash applied to Missy’s lithe ribcage: ripping rights and lefts sounding out with small-glove cracking noises—Missy’s not liking those one bit—cringing, backing away from the hurt while keeping her dukes up. Very impressive Wagner first: she’s aggressive; sharp and clinical outside; muscular and rangy closer-in, working her foe’s body and head for a ringing shutout. Wagner with a cocky smirk en route to her corner, ponytail tossing: Missy non-plussed, trying not to show any sign of discouragement.

 

R2: Jill still hitting Missy hard—ranging in with the jab, then scorching Peregrym to the ribcage as Missy covers up. Wagner with a vicious stroke downstairs—keeping the elbow in, she’ll slice a sidearm punch palm-up, then turn it over palm-down as she bites into flesh, ripping at her opponent’s ribs or tummy meat—nasty. Missy grimacing—firm young body holding up well, but she’s catching hot licks below the breastline, getting backed up. Wagner showing pretty boxing skills to set up her line of attack, but she really commits at medium and close distance—a Grace Park style of lanky-bodied slugging Peregrym showing good toughness, soaking shots well, then coming back at Wagner with combinations ate: Missy stabilizing, showing good compact form as she goes tic-tact-toe up Jill’s tanned flanks.

 

R3: Missy over to offense: Jill’s turn to suffer. Peregrym punching-with in early going, beats Jill to clanging hooks, unhinging Wagner’s legs—Jill staggers away wide-eyed, maybe hasn’t been hit that hard without headgear on before—she’s momentarily astonished. Peregrym jabbing chest to put Wagner ropeside, then banging that body: Peregrym tucking into Wagner’s sausage-tight abs with murderous, chugging rights and lefts, pounding Jill’s butt into the ropes. Wagner open-mouthed, stricken: Missy working up tempo, tearing up that rack uppercuts; clipping the chin to straighten Jill back up. Up and down, up and down—Peregrym rough, thorough, going at Wagner with shoulder-bumping, then raucous punching head and body. Bell: Missy steps back right at her cheek, left at her gut, eyes blazing; poor Jill ashen faced, trembled-bodied, fighting hard not to show Missy any tears after a shu8tout Peregrym third.

 

R4: More Missy, taking it to Jill all around the ring. Wagner now showing her wonderful legs, motoring lithely around the canvas, pivoting and keeping her balance—trouble is, Missy’s just as mobile. Peregrym walking Wagner now, jabbing her chest to fix position, then unleashing torrid combinations. Jill buffeted upside her head and shoulders, punched into ropes, then assailed to her midsection—Peregrym setting a Lilly-like work-rate as she hounds her foe all around the apron. Hurt, wobbly butt—Wagner issues the fight’s first clinches—wearily tying up behind Missy’s head and right elbow, tucking the rival brunette in close for ref’s breaks. Peregrym making a rookie mistake: allowing the clinch, waiting for the official rather than working to keep her hands moving.

 

R5: More Missy. Not as much power, just Missy managing Jill, outboxing her, outmaneuvering her, outjabbing her. Peregrym stepping forward behind a classy stick, punching back Jill’s face and driving her to ropes; dipping in to ring up Jill’s body rights and lefts until the clinch. Wagner frowning—she’s basically walking away to her right, looking to buy a little breathing room, get Peregrym shutout—she’s in control through 5.

 

R6: Hot boxing midring—both girls showing wonderful reflexes, terrific form, taut execution in athletic thrust-and-parry. Virtual standstill at range—girls darting in behind jabs, hoping to rip combinations—both adept at fading back from pressure, sidestepping, then counter-attacking with vigour. Down the stretch, Jill catches Missy one of those swiping, sidearm right hands across the chin, turning the punch over palm-down on follow through: Peregrym’s hurt! Missy covering up earmuff, tilting forward midring: Jill lavishes her girl a ringing left uppercut off the left (front) foot—pinpoint chin-check shaking Missy to her toes. Muscles in Wagner’s shoulder and back spring into relief as she catches Missy perfect; Jill stepping away with hard look of satisfaction on pretty face. Bell: Jill aggressively seeking eye contact, wanting to check on Missy see how hurt she really is; Peregrym irritated, trying to avoid eye contact and step around her antagonist.

 

R7: Missy’s not right: Jill pounces at the bell with a brace of crunching left jabs. Peregrym covered up at het temples, blocking poke; Wagner leans in, draws that withering sidearm right across Missy’s ribs (just below the breastline); draws a similar sidearm left across Missy’s tummy-meat, stooping Peregrym over HURT. Jill rangy, setting weight on left (front) foot, digging a lanky left hook in behind Missy’s elbow—Peregrym cringing, unable to answer back as she folds forward. Stabbing right splashes across Missy’s back—Jill hopping to her right, then getting up into Missy with muscular left uppercut to sternum. Peregrym making moist little gurgles in her throat—she’s crippled to the body, she’s trying to creep forward and tie up, but Jill won’t have it! Wagner light on her feet, bouncing side to side to get angles for her ripping, wrenching sidearm punches—tearing at Missy with vicious blasts head, ribs, tits and tummy. Poor Missy! Peregrym stumbling, getting sidestepped and torn up—she’s trying to cover up but she’s taking a pasting! Missy hits ropes in a fig—right hand on the middle strand for support, left hand at her side, left shoulder presented to Jill and WAGNER’S ALL IN! TORRID straight lefts and rights from an enraged Wagner—savage jackhammer blasts in the left ear/jaw, punching Missy’s head over and over again in rapid succession. Peregrym goes limp at the ropes—strong legs holding her up, but she; out on her feet, head jerking under the ratatat punching of her foe until ref tackles Wagner away. TKO7 in vicious fashion—Peregrym sinking mindlessly to one knee in nthe aftermath as Jill lifts her mitts and shrieks in exultation.

 

After: Jill delirious—sensational debut sees her light Missy P up: Wagner looking like a very well-schooled, very fit prospect in emerging from this fight. Kaley Cuoco (powder blue power-skirt suit) smiling coolly, shakes the victrix’ hand amidst the in-ring throng: Jill still amped from the stoppage grins and tells Kaley—“I’ll knock you out too. You know I will.” Smile back from Cuoco—she knows Wagner’s on top of thr world right now: 10 feet tall and bulletproof. “I exposed Missy as a pretender,” Wagner says in postfight, somewhat uncharitably as the fight had been even going into the 7th. “Not a whole lot there, She didn’t like it to the body at all—I had her hurt right away and I just stayed on her. Obviously, I finish well—she basically bared her throat at the end, all I had to do was bite in. I’m really looking forward to Kaley. If I beat her up like I just toasted Missy, I could be ranked right out of the chute!”

 

Reposted by Archer 7/28/09

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