ULTIMATE FIGHTER VS KIM'S KRUSHERS STABLE WAR

Part 1:

Posted by Simguy on 7/9/2004, 5:58 pm.

Before: Second leg of Krusher/Ultimate is a big fight all on its lonesome. “No doubt about it,” notes one BLONDE! correspondent, “Alba/Pressly’s about as tasty a blonde/brunette match as you can make—it’s this generation’s Sandahl Bergman/Tanya Roberts.” Sinewy dancer’s physiques about as well matched as can be—difference always boils down to preparation and confidence during the fight. “I hate Jessica,” Jaime says with a shrug, “always have, always will. People always want to see me in with her, which works for me because there’s no-one else I’d rather batter.” Alba also feeling the big-fight vibe, “It is special, personally, I think I’ve left Jaime behind to a certain degree—I think I’ve moved beyond her, but the fans do like to see me take care of that tramp now and again. This stable war is perfect for me—fresh motivation to kick Pressly’s heinie. Without it, there’s a chance I might have come in flat and given Jaime a little window of opportunity,” Security Jerry Springer-like—always ready to jump in and separate these two lithe hellcats—you can’t put Jessica Alba and Jaime Pressly in a room together and not expect trouble. Alba in black dancer’s two piece, high waist bottoms, Pressly in silver bikini, Small gloves insisted upon by both beauties.

During R1: Classy in and out, both girls whippet-quick, feinting each other, darting in with jabs, testing each other’s reflexes early. Second minute—Alba with a nice defensive stick, jabs Jaime’s jaw as blonde jumps in—brunette slides out, feints, then brings a slinging, rising left up and across Pressly’s face and JAIME GOES DOWN! Crowd roaring to its feet as Jaime’s busted a beauty and dropped to her backside—wiry blonde in shock as Jessica STRUTS to the neutral corner, tossing her dark curls for calculated effect. Pressly takes a shaky 8 and ON COMES JESSICA! Alba with a taste for belly meat digs in—licking, sinewy lefts and rights pelt away in and around Jaime’s elbows as blonde tilts forward in stupor. Deeply satisfied, Alba backs off, jabbing at Pressly’s left eye, feinting her, then dropping in the hesitation right cross—clean, clouting blows punching Pressly’s face to the side—blonde legs proving heroic in the final moments as Alba rings up points at the bell. Pressly wobbly at the ropes, blinking, hurt—Jess sees the ref turn his back, takes the opportunity to dip in from the side and drive her elbow tip deep into flat Pressly abs, Sharp bark of pain from Jaime—she’s winded left hand supporting her on the top rope—Alba slipping away free and clear, bright sunny smile as she takes everything she wants from Jaime in the first.

R2: Systematic boxing from Alba—leggy lateral movement, spicy jabs, feints followed by hesitation rights—classy, classy stuff, Pressly dealing with aftershock, not herself—dukes up rigid, trying to read and react—her jaw just can’t take any more flush punching at the moment, Alba not afraid to get muscular in there—often riding her left on Pressly;s right shoulder to pull the blonde forward into curling right uppercuts tummy, jugs and chin—Pressly clinching rather than answering back as Jessica holds and hits for a shutout.

R3: Alba changing directions, her legs dictating to Jaime’s—end of minute one, Jessica steps right, feints and drops that searing right cross on Jaime’s jaw that nearly puts blonde on bended knee. Alba grinning, moving in like a pro to put fresh hurt on the body with Pressly reeling. Jess with her hands up, bunting Jaime in the shoulders with forearms, then dipping and ripping supple uppercuts to the ribcage—blonde gurgling, giving ground—Pressly pale and punished as she’s worked over at the ropes. Down the stretch, Jaime elbows in, dipping side to side, trying to roll the fearsome punishment—she turns on a lanky hook, clapping Jess upside the head, startling brunette and stopping her from punching. PRESSLY BRAWLS FF THE ROPES! Slinging right uppercut, wiry hook—Jaime gritting her teeth and backing Alba up with slicing fury—Jessica taking it on the chin for the first time AND THERE GIES JESSICA’S LEGS! Alba windblown across the back, digging in behind both elbows. Alba trembling, keeps her feet but she’s ramshackle. Pressly ROASTING those kidneys with clubbing malice looks over brunette rubble at the bell with eyes HUNGRY for more.

R4: Lashing, licking, hammer and tongs, Girls sliding in with their jabs, chopping short right hands to jaw, cleaning up ribs with slashing hooks. Darting in-and-out so athletic, punctuated by sequences when both girls ride the left hand on the opponent’s shoulder to stabilize her for curling rights. Taut bodies spanked with hard, snapping shots, ribs glossing up pink, face shiny—girls still defensively sound with upper body movement, but both are totally committed on offence. Even, sizzling trade till late—Alba with sneaky little right uppercut finds Jaime’s chin in close—brunette takes a slide-step back, draws a slicing hook across Pressly’s face and blonde steps in a fence post hole! Alba’s eyes light up at the hurt—she jabs, slides in hard with her  left shoulder: POUNDING off Jaime’s sleepy face, then saws her right hand back and forth into Jaime’s belly while putting blonde head forward in the crook of the left elbow. Pressly’s lights dim—she’s hurt—Alba neatly twists blonde into a side headlock, backs to the ref and JESSICA’S PUNCHING JAIME’S FACE! Pleasing moment for fans at home as camera zooms in for a high-res two-shot: Alba’s lips set tight with effort, short right hands chopping away; Jaime’s face framed by sweaty blonde tousle and taut brunette left arm; blonde’s eyes closed, mouth open as little punches tap home; Pressly’s left hand on Jessica’s tummy, right hand round back and cupping the hip—blonde just mesmerized as Alba fouls away. Ref breaks it up at the bell—Jessica strutting slowly, hands high as if to say “What?” Pressly shakes, obviously disoriented: SHE’S usually the intimidator in this match up—Alba being the bully tonight.

R5,6: Jaime toughens up—she’s taken just about the crap she’s going to from Jessica tonight. Good sound boxing the base for everything Jaime does—sharp jabs, both over Jessica’s shoulder and flicked up from underneath to the mouth. Lead right hands setting up biting hooks. Belly jabs setting up hooks to the cheek, Sharp pivots, steps out—Pressly changing distance, tempo, even going southpaw at times to confuse Alba. But Jaime’s roughing Jessica up too: left jab shooting over Jessica’s right shoulder, then riding there, anchoring brunette for carving right hands in close; Jessica’s jab trapped and held against Pressly’s chest. Jaime then countering with the right on Alba’s left eye over the extended, immobilized left arm. It’s Pressly coming forward, imposing her herself, clawing and raking Alba with constant punching and blonde pressure. Jaime now  dominating brunette.

Alba/Pressly conc.

Posted by Simguy 7/9/2004, 5:59 pm.

R7: Competitive round, but again, Pressly outboxing Alba when they box, outfighting her when they fight, and doing all the bullying when there’s cheap practice to be done. Alba’s back touching ropes fairly consistent—she’s clinching around Jaime’s waist, tieing up Jaime’s arms, Jessica’s left eye swelling shut, lower lip fattening up—Pressly starting to land at a pretty consistent clip, wearing brunette legs down through 7.

R8: Pressly bell to bell, Alba afraid to jab, discouraged by Pressly’s illegal trap-and-counter—blonde able to slash in and out, let her hands go and dictate now without interruption, Pressly using her left shoulder shamelessly, butting Alba on the teeth to discourage clinches—Jessica just covering up and rolling her torso on the ropes, looking tired, worked-over, sullen as blonde fists get off without fear of reprisal. Jaime lathering now, scalding Alba across the lower back, shoulders rotating to churn away underneath, hooks and crosses smashing through the weary guard whenever Alba leans backward in swoon. Series of right hands late have the crowd squealing in anticipation—Alba taking on her face, looks to be going out on her feet but she slumps upright on the ropes, refusing to go down at the bell. PAYBACK ELBOW! Jaime dipping in and BURYING her elbow tip in Jessica’s unprotected tummy—woozy shout of indignation as brunette folds forward, left arm across Jaime’s upper back—poor Alba’s getting reamed.

R9: Alba digs in,. fighting hard in spots to create yet another competitive stanza. Pressly the fresher, stronger vixen, doing more damage, loving more of the action, but she’s wary—still stepping out and circling, still sing her jab to set up wiry combinations—Alba’s still too dangerous to get careless with, Jessica worn down at this point, flat footed, relying on upper body movement and renewed vigour on the jab—she can’t impose herself on Jaime, but she is denying the blonde any kind of finishing run.

R10: Torrid stuff, both girls still punching hard, both with good form offensively and defensively—Alba doing a nice job gathering herself to show well down the stretch. Jessica loves to dip and rip uppercuts, but Jaime’s too nimble for that—Alba forced to find blonde with the jab first, come over the top right hands and clean up hooks underneath. Pressly much the same, circling to come in off angles—she’s initiating the action, disengaging to reload, setting the agenda in the 10^th, Little to choose between glistening vixens late—Pressly takes the 10^th on superior ring generalship, completing a run of 6 consecutive heats to break Alba’s heart. Come back UD10 Jaime Pressly.

After: Alba’s face all busted up—fast starting brunette overhauled by a very hard-nosed and poised blonde tonight—Pressly simply at the top of her game wouldn’t be denied. Familiar sight—Krushers all hugs and backslapping—Pressly holding up two fingers to signify 2 Krusher triumphs—insufferable blonde strutting going on. Ultimate beauties downcast, staring quietly ringside—Alba’s brows being tended to as she winces in pain--spectre of the big broom looming. Final insult: Krushers form an impromptu chorus line and do a little leg-kicking Rockette bit in the ring—several Ultimate beauties leave the arena in disgust.

Reposted by Archer 5/10/10.