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8 January 2010 Taylor Swift vs Ashley Greene

Page history last edited by Archer844 14 years, 2 months ago

Boxing After Dark

 

 

 

Posted by simguy on 1/8/2010, 3:54 pm

(6 weeks after Greene/Jewel)

BEFORE: Chastened Greene tones down the rhetoric in prefight...slightly: "Look: all I'm going to say about Jewel is that I was winning the fight, she caught me, and the ref panicked. That said - maybe I was looking a little too far ahead, and maybe I got a little sloppy against Kilcher. Lesson learned. Now I've got the chance to really overwhelm a girl and show my heat: no way I'm going to let Swift get away without a beating." Taylor once almost as brash as Greene pre-Jewel: she too has found a little perspective. "Jewel battered me," Taylor admits, eyes still a little haunted. "I'm never letting another girl do to me what she did. Ashley's a bully, but I've got the skills to pick her apart. She won't punish me: I'll outclass her. Promise." Taylor in white bikini top, white Dallas Cowboy Cheerleader bottoms; white gloves. Ashley in pink cube-print bikini, white gloves; scruffy ponytail.

During R1: Greene advancing - fists curled into hollows of her cheeks...she steps into a fanning overhand right, brushing Taylor back to oohs and aahs. Swift wide eyed, wheeling to her left: she's pushy with jab/right hand combos, tapping at rather than driving through the target. Ashley turning, crouching, heaving: vicious, free-swinging power from Greene as she looks to end Taylor's night. Too wide, wild: Swift leaning out of range, able to catch Ashley rising rights/slinging lefts as Greene's out of position. Midway through...Taylor's weight on back (right) leg: rising right picks Ashley up with leverage, momentarily startling brunette slugger. Greene shakes it off, continues to encroach, but Taylor's bought herself a little breathing room. Bell: flashing eye contact; Swift overcoming early butterflies with a solid first.

R2: Greene bobbing and weaving on her way in - throwing power from the crouch: sweeping lefts and rights chase Taylor ropeside. Swift spooked, eyes wide: she's reaching for Ashley's broad shoulders - trying to push her off, or pull her head down. Greene pushing hands against Taylor's body to deny clinches - clobbering lusty loopers up top, swinging over Taylor's outstretched arms. Greene to the ribcage: ramming, digging - often with her face pressed against Taylor's chest as shoulders rotate, fists churn. Nasty two minutes suffered by Taylor, but ref's breaks finally see her spin out: final minute Taylor running, Ashley stalking to bell.

R3: Swift loping in wide stance - lashing sidearm rights for whippy power, trying to get respect. Ashley stroked aside her jab, against her flank, but she pushes-through: brunette showing total disdain for blonde punching. Minute mark, crashing Ashley right roundhouse takes Taylor on her chest: thumping blast sends Swift reeling to ropes, head lolling. Greene stepping-to, squaring up: she gets low - pushing hands forward to Taylor's body, denying blonde embrace. Pushing and punching from Ashley - savage stuff: Swift clobbered and belted via wide, sledgehammering lefts and rights. Taylor battered, occasionally really rocked back into ropes: Ashley just up in Swift's grille, scrounging for off-switch. Ill advised right uppercut late from Swift: she eats looping overhand right to chin - right knee gives way...Taylor augurs-in at the bell, face-first.

R4: Midring, Swift: baring teeth, standing ground. Lashing overhand left wraps around Ashley's shoulders, helping to pull her onto right uppercuts. Greene banging back, partially blocked by Taylor's outstretched, gangly limbs. Swift pushing on Ashley, then punching: slaps and taps punctuated by the odd limber whip-lick. Greene stubborn, bending forward, dipping low, then answering hamhanded to lithe blonde ribs. Torrid back and forth - occasionally sloppy, but crowd-pleasing. Taylor stabilizes her front, manages to paste her foe for points.

R5: Taylor tall, riding left hand behind Ashley's head, holding her for right uppercuts. Ref slapping Taylor's hand away, shouting "Stay off her head, T!" Greene glaring, slugging from the crouch - punches inching closer and closer as Taylor's leaning away. Minute mark, Ashley pitching a rising right to Taylor's midsection, ignoring Swift's slapping right to cheek. Shout of pain, Swifty - she's hurt, cringing away to her right. Ashley springs at Taylor, lunging from outside Swift's left shoulder: hook takes Swift heavy on left side of her head, knocking her off balance, scattering her to all fours. Swift lost, diminished: she's a frightened beauty, hurt and swooning. Taylor brave to beat the count, swaying on the spot: Ashley wades in, dukes curled into chin. Greene twisting into haymakers - brawny rights and lefts clobbering across in vicious arcs. Taylor leaning back into ropes, finally gets caught a right hand flush to jaw, swivelling her pretty head. Gruesome clout: Swift's eyes roll back into her head, hands drop, body sickeningly relaxing against ropes as she goes out. Heavy left in the shoulder shunts Taylor's torso to her left - she jacknifes into canvas, just underneath a murderous Greene right. Taylor stretching out tummy-down, lips parted in slumber: that's KO5 Ashley G.

After: Greene pounding her chest, circling the ring: Jewel all but forgotten as Ashley treats Taylor shabby. "That's the real me," Greene says in postfight, nostrils flaring, colour high. "Relentless, unstoppable. I just kept coming at her until she stopped working. I'm all about the knockouts - I LOVE halting chicks. And don't wait for me to get tired, 'cause I can slug like that all night, baby!"

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