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Before: Palpable tension in prefight - not everday the lightweight champ takes on the hottest fighter in the division.
"Does it bother me that a lot of people think Liz is the fighter to beat in this contest?" asks a rhetorical Halle. "You're damn right it does. I beat the girl who beat this girl - I came up on Laetitia and took her title - I battered Jeri Ryan - if anyone's the Woman around here, it's me. That's why I offered the open contract - nobody can say I don't put my gloves where my mouth is."
Hurley surging to the forefront on the strength of a 4-0 tournament run, signed to a multi-million dollar contract, the darling of the press - but some are suggesting she's been hot and flared out before. "That's not going to happen this time," says a confident Liz.
"I've always been the best in the ring, but I never had it all together outside of the ring like a champion needs. All the pieces of the puzzle are in place save one: the defeat of Halle Berry. I'll be putting the finishing touches on her soon enough."
Liz in lemon sport bikini, white bordering - Halle in tangerine 007 bikini.
During R1: Halle trying to jump in on Liz and it's not working. Hurley patient, clinical - stepping back and walking Halle into slinging left hands firm to belly, stepping around while southpaw hook-hooking Berry behind the elbow - vicious countershots to the body as Berry mounts reckless frontal assaults. Berry stiffening, grimacing early - Liz starts to crowd in on her, chin over Berry's shoulder, hands loose and low, lashing up into Berry's caramel belly, shiny ribs and world-class tits. Berry's butt in the ropes - Berry's lips pulled back - the champ's getting lit up. Final minute a devastating display of hamhanded, whip armed stroking - Liz feasting on Berry belly with both hands, leaning in and pulling the haymakers up into that struggling brown body and BERRY GOES DOWN! Halle bludgeoned to all fours, huffing and puffing - Liz STRUTTING to the neutral corner with that crooked, supreme little grin.
R2: Liz loved it on Berry's body last round, taking some of the jump out of Halle's legs - now challenger goes to work on Champ's beautiful face. Liz pointing the right shoulder, right hand at her hip, left at her chest - she wheeling to her right, slapping and slashing that righty jab, spanking back Halle's pouting face. Changing directions - Liz is able to step left, stroke Halle's jaw the righty hook - getting Berry babystepping in hurt. All Liz to the final minute - Berry finally turns the tables with a series of shooting, straight lefts and rights. Liz makes the first few miss, stepping back from the heat - but Halle steps with, and NAILS that jutting right hand on the chin. Hurley's knees give - she slumps into the ropes, face in her gloves, leaning to the side as Berry terrorizes the ribcage with a furious flurry. Slashing punches bite and tear at Liz inside and around her protective elbows - Berry showing she can punish the body as the mops up at the bell.
R3: Liz' face set in stone - she gets after Halle's left eye with bashing, hammer drop jabs while pivoting right. Berry jabbing as well, not landing it, but keeping Hurley occupied, and Berry's making inroads with her right hand. Liz forced to make too many defensive moves - slick Brit's getting her head banged back as Berry fits the right hand onto chin. Midway through, Hurley bending floppy at the waist, trying to slip punches, stepping back and Berry lands a series of radar-guided stamping lefts and rights to PUT LIZ DOWN! Hurley stampeded to her backside at the ropes, pouting in outrage as she looks up - Halle huffing, snarling as the ref shoves her back. Hurley takes 8, then covers up, giving Halle her right shoulder as Berry steps to her girl. Berry getting off brisk - letting her hands go in slicing arcs - Hurley bending at the waist, rolling punches with her lead shoulder, just surviving to the bell as Berry outhustles Liz for points.
R4: Classy shutout Liz Hurley. Both girls shocked and banged up early - they're tentative, cautious this round and that plays to Liz' strength. She's pointing that right shoulder, stooping to jab at Halle's waist, then doubling up the stick to mouth. Liz with a pretty move - stepping in to crowd Halle with her right shoulder, then pivoting off the champ at an angle - Berry unable to get off, getting negotiated around the ring by her slick challenger in a tactical 4th.
R5: Halle adapts - she's leading with a crisp right hand, bouncing it off Liz' teeth, then shooting the straight left, straight right, always coming forward as Hurley slips and turns to get away. Not a lot of clean punching, but net effect is Halle's got initiative, Halle's making the fight, and every now and again - Liz' head pops back with crowd-pleasing violence from Berry's accurate right hands. Liz fuming at the bell - tasting her own blood - she's not used to another woman finding her this often in a fight.
Berry/Hurley conc.
Posted by simguy on 6/7/2003, 12:10 pm, in reply to "Halle Berry vs Liz Hurley: Title Bout pt.1"
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R6: Shutout Liz. Hurley sliding around Halle, using that step in/pivot out move to lower Halle's output. Offensively, Liz dipping her right shoulder and going to Berry's body with digging, merciless double hooks and uppercuts, cleverly blocking Berry's right hands with a tightly held high left. Halle's lips pinched tight, she's slowing down - body work really taking it out of the smaller woman as Liz's eyes gleam with hard satisfaction at the bell.
R7: Tactical 2 way action round - girls giving purists their money's worth as they slide and dart around and into each other. Liz using feints to good effect - freezing Halle, getting her to commit defensively, then gouging her righty-hooks in the ribs as Halle covers up. At the bell, Halle sucking in air, hands on her hips - Liz looking her over like a master craftswoman - she likes what she sees.
R8: Liz breaking Halle down - there's no denying it now. Hurley able to ger her forehead on Berry's, wrestle with her a bit, back her up, then go to that ribcage with merciless, digging right hooks and fishook uppercuts. Liz countering inside, blocking Halle's right uptop, giving it to her hard beneath the heart the gouging right hand. Berry shouting in pain, clinching now - straining to hold back British momentum. Along the ropes, Liz hounds Halle, chin on the champ's shoulder, hands loose, licking at the hips, belly, ribs - challenger just stepping with Berry as she slouches along the perimeter. Berry open mouthed, sobbing in the final minute - it's all too much - champ takes a veteran knee, right hand tucked tight across throbbing ribs - Liz looks her over like a glutton at Thanksgiving.
R9: The pride of Halle Berry. Champ's been hurt, busted up inside - she won't give Liz the satisfaction of cratering. Halle out with renewed vigor, stamping lead right hands, pursuing, harrying Liz to the ropes as the British slickster rolls her shoulders, lays over on either side to blunt the incoming. Liz slides along the ropes - Halle steps with her, thumping away to the body, getting close and shoulder-shrugging short uppercuts to jugs, landing hooks and flush crosses on Liz' outraged jaw. Midway through, crowd roaring every time Hurley's head swivels, sending a spray of sweat - Hurley's legs getting heavy, Hurley's hands coming down. Final minute - brutal hounding along the ropes sees Halle nail Liz a series of brisk, criss-cross lefts and rights and LIZ TAKES A KNEE! Hurley abused, breathing hard, left eye closing - she's taking her time, right hand riding the ropes as Halle hoots from the neutral corner.
R10: Close fight, both girls have been down, both have battled back from hurt - they go at each other with unladylike resolve this round. Finess on the back burner - Hurley just trying to block Halle's right and counter her thick to the breadbasket with digging right hands. Berry letting her hands go, trying to rattle off 6 punches to land 2, pounding holes in Liz' slipping, angular defence. Back and forth, girls taking turns taking it to each other - crowd roaring. At the bell, Liz pulls a slinging left hand across Halle's breasts, rubbing forearm on follow through, steps back, scrubbing her right in similar fashion against those delish melons - Berry suddenly heart-broken, stumbling forward, clinching around Liz' shoulders. Liz getting off, Halle leaning forward, taking it on her tits, mouth open, eyes closed - ref has to pry 'em apart as Hurley drinks in the sight of a used up Berry. Comes back UD10 for the winner and NEW LIGHTWEIGHT CHAMP: Liz Hurley.
After: Liz bawling tears of elation, finally scaling the mountain after years of bitter heartbreak, sobbing into her trainer's shoulder as the entourage floods the ring. Berry wiping at tears, heartsick as her belts are handed over to the British camp - it's a bitter pill to swallow for a very brave champion who truly felt she'd come out on top.
Post fight - Liz looking into the monitor, revelling in the slow-mo highlights: blocking, dipping right and jerking a tight right hand up into the meat of Halle's ribcage beneath her left breast, bunching the flesh - Berry's face sick with pain, clearly agonized by these demoralizing shots.
"Look there - she's in awe!" Says Liz - "Her legs are shot there" - "She's just hurt, lapping it up from me" - Hurley voicing over the punishment as Halle's torment plays out from a multitude of angles - you can hear Liz savoring it. As for what's next: "That's for my management team to decide," says Liz, "but I hope they're thinking big. I want to mop up the dregs at lightweight - there must be one or two women who have yet to feel my wrath, but I also look north and see Charlize Theron thinking she's safely beyond my reach. If Technetium wants someone to deliver the Blonde One to them, let it be me. I'll meet her non-title, at welter weight to prove once and for all which of us is the best pound for pound fighter in boxing."
Bold words, brazen champ - Hurley talking the talk, walking the walk with gold around her waist.
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