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7 March 2009 (Vacant Title) Erica Durance vs Ali Larter

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Erica Durance 04.jpgAli Larter 05.jpg

 

 

 

(VACANT PARAMOUNT LIGHTWEIGHT TITLE)

 

Posted by simguy on 3/7/2009, 8:47 am

 

Before: "She has the upper hand over me right now," a candid Larter admits with a small smile, "but that's going to change. It's very hard for me to accept Erica's position: I look at her and I know she's good, but I know I'm better. She built herself up on me last year: this year it's my turn. I think of her as a fast starter, but I'm the closer. I'll reel her in, and when I finally pass her, I won't look back."

 

Durance edgy, as is Ali, during the conferences: girls beginning to recognize each other as principal measuring-stick rivals. "The pressure's on me to continue to keep Ali down," Erica shrugs. "She's at her most dangerous right now: beaten, but unbroken; still confident that she's better; still hungry. When you beat a girl as I have Ali, but you haven't broken her spirit...that girl's a dangerous adversary. Her pride's been nicked - people are talking about us as rivals, and I know she is supercharged for this fight. That's my big opportunity: if I beat her here when she's so up for this fight - that's really going to deflate her. I can take control of Ali and really secure my position in the division going forward."

 

Smallville crimson bikini for Erica - navy bottoms with red belt; yellow gloves; hair in sassy ponytail/swept bangs. Ali in yellow bikini with ring connections jug and hip; shoulder length blonde hair loose; black gloves.

During R1: Midring: Larter leads a right hand; scores a ringing hook to jaw, putting Erica on notice. Girls close stances: left shoulder pointed at foe; left hands across tummies; right hands at cheeks. Lots of classy twitch-feints; up-jabs from hips to bodies and heads; crisp, sudden right hands; rangy hook follow ups. Tasty spank sounding out from the odd smart body shot: both girls moving heads well, rolling shots with the left shoulder to stay safe at dangerous power-punching range.

R2: Ali jabbing from the hip - poking chest and face: she's stepping inside as Erica's covering up, digging furious, pumping combinations to Durance's trim waist. Tummy bumped, Erica responds vigorously: hooking tidy, trying for right hands close-in. Ali clever - bobbing on the spot to make Erica miss over top; dropping the right foot back; leaning out and back while hooking Erica's chin; ducking low as Erica comes forward, then pumping another combination into Durance's stomach. Larter patient, busy, cute: she's easing back, walking Erica in, getting the better of close-in slugging.

R3: Feint sets up sneaky Larter lead right hand: Erica's head turned aside - right hand stacked atop left at her body. Ali steps in on lead (left) leg, planting for a short, biting hook to chin: Erica clipped hard, sent stumbling back on heels as Ali hops forward. Blistering trade in tight combinations as Erica fights for respect: Ali again crouching low, giving D bobbing head movement, then tucking into her paunch with both arms pumping. 4,5,6 bumping connects, then Ali leans back onto right (back) foot, swiping the hook across - rolling with the motion to get underneath Erica's angry reprisals. Durance once again induced forward: she's taking a great punch, but being outworked. Blonde banking touches, occasionally setting down on hard clout to keep Erica off balance throughout.

R4: Erica more patient - easing inside with Larter for bump-n'-slug. Girls bumping each other left shoulders, often rubbing cheeks and foreheads. Loose hands in front of firm bodies: each girl snapping off quick, cuffing shots - often in two punch beats. Larter still with the cute knack of scoring touches, then easing back, luring Durance forward. Ali also showing ability to stroke punches off either foot - rolling smoothly side to side, countering Erica. Durance trying to establish rigid, short, jutting left uppercut to Ali's sternum: something to build on as Ali's sharp through 4.

R5,6,7: Virtually stalemated rounds, fought flat footed, toe-to-toe, shoulder to shoulder. Each girl trying to make her conditioning a weapon: constant work, constant attrition applied. Gloves snatching, cuffing, swiping back and forth; girls clubbing, clouting each other's jaws; digging at offending ribcages and brazen tummies. Larter easing back, luring Erica forward: blonde fitting a sneaky little right uppercut to Durance's chin, startling brunette at times. Erica pushing through and frequently outworking Larter as brunette cuts into blonde punch-count lead. Bruising stuff: both girls flushed, lumping up after 7 rounds of ferocious, non-stop inside rumbling.

R8: Clapping, swiping hook/right hand to chin loosens Erica's knees: Larter eases onto back (right) foot - right under her chin, left across her body. She takes a moment to assess; touches Erica the left hand to breasts, then leans in a smiting right cross to torque Durance' head aside. ERICA'S HURT! Statuesque blonde babystepping forward in shaky earmuff: Larter retreats in good order, hoisting short, muscular uppercuts up into oncoming brunette jug and chin. Sidestep-right at apron: Erica plunges past Larter, hits ropes face first; Ali curves in, attacks with renewed vigor. PUMPUMPUMPUMPUMP! hammering body attack sits Erica into ropes with a groan: she's face-in gloves, paralyzed. Ali straightens, swats left hand to Erica's temple, then BURIES left hand in behind Durance' right elbow. Sob of pain Erica as former champ shudders, nearly forced to her knees. Ali stays in close, eyes bright as she pumps rising left/right hup-hup to Erica's jugs, then dips right to cram short right hand in under Durance' left elbow. Erica still too proud to bend the knee, but she's suffering, unable to punch back, just stooping forward behind her mitts. Ali spends the final minute shoving Durance up against ropes and pounding short, clubbing strokes to biceps, breasts, skull - softening the brunette up. Bell: seething look of aggression, Ali to Erica, as Larter pulls back.

R9: Erica's busted up, disheveled. You can see it: fighters' eyes meet and Ali's the aggressor, coming on strong. Durance grimacing, hurt to the body: she's backing away now, looking to fight a series of retreating battles, buying herself time to regroup. Larter forward strong but wary: blonde still rolling torso to move her head - pumping paunch before coming up-torso with her punches. Consistent body work has Durance wearing down; Larter able to land the left hook upstairs with more frequency as Durance faces into it. Erica's chin proves robust: Ali doing a good job mixing it up on a sturdy foe tonight.

R10: Hammer and tongs - both vixens in tremendous shape, able to suck it up and fight a hard last round. Larter easing inside and low, pumping paunch with both hands while weight's on her left foot...then easing weight to right foot, luring Erica into stroking hooks. Durance SO determined: getting a little touched up tonight, but willing herself forward: SHE'S starting to win grunts of pain from Ali via that short, fish-hook left uppercut to sternum. Toe-to-toe fighting continues unabated: very crisp back and forth, encompassing competing torsos, arms, heads. Bell sounds just as Ali's fitting a tight inside right uppy to Erica's chin: story of the whole fight as blonde's just a smidge more fierce. Comes back UD10, Ali Larter.

After: Larter bruised, but BEAMING: triumph over Erica in hard fought dime just the tonic for athletic blonde looking to move up. Erica banged up, being stoic: tough loss to a tough girl in her own class has Durance staring at canvas, hands on hips in contemplation.

 

"Everything worked to perfection," Ali chirps in postfight, eyes dancing. "Lots of touches to the body - always taxing her - then giving her level and distance changes to think about. Erica fell into my rhythm right away - it was easy to control her: it almost felt like I was pulling strings on a marionette at times. I'm champion again: it's fantastic - and taking it away from Erica makes it even more special!"

 

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