BOXING AFTER DARK

Originally posted by Simguy on 6/9/2002, 8:26 am.

Before: Girls anxious, but excited at the prospect of going up 2 to 1 lifetime against the other—match features one of purest style contrasts in boxing. “Jewel needs to keep her hands free, stay busy and come forward,” notes one long time boxing scribe and Krusher Kamp follower, “Liv’s the exact opposite—she needs to slow things down, place her shots—she’ll be looking to poleaxe Jewel with a timing punch.” Jewel’s lack of recent activity not a factor—Liv’s been even more incognito since they last met.

Liv in red bikini, hair back, Jewel in teal bandeau bikini, slick ponytail.

During R1,2: Jewel has her way—she’s got Liv leaning against the ropes. Blonde working out of her crouch, ripping explosive combinations up and down brunette’s sides and cashing in on chin with wide lefts or rights at the end of brisk sequences. Tyler selective, standing up tall, pushing and palming, pulling on Jewel’s head and turning over the odd cuffing counter, but she’s outworked and banged up in these opening stanzas.

R3,4: Liv gets her agenda across. Tyler fading to the ropes, then tieing up head and right arm on Jewel, walking the blonde back, making her feel weight. Liv slowing the fight down, pushing Jewel, walking the blonde back, then touching her a forget-me-not jab, bending in with a sucker right hand as Jewel tries to get inside, and clinching up to walk the blonde around some more, Punch n’ clutch effective for Tyler, she’s slowing the pace, landing some choice right hands on Jewel’s sturdy chin in between waltzes.

R5,6: Jewel back in control. Fifth sees ripping punches, especially to the body as Kilcher backs Liv to the ropes, hunkers down and gets her hips in behind slamming right/lefts on the waist. Tyler open mouthed, hurting—she’s palming on Jewel’s shoulders, trying to control the blonde’s head, but Kilcher won’t be bound. Jewel slugging through the defense, jamming Liv strong into the ropes whenever the brunette tries to tie up and walk off. 6^th goes as a hard working shutout for Kilcher as she camps out on Liv’s chest and scrubs her with constant punching to the bell.

R7: Jewel taking a breather—Liv has some room to operate. Tyler comfortable starting out with her back to the ropes, but always looking to clinch, walk, then shove, getting Jewel moving backeards and taking punches again. Kilcher out of her rhythm, trying to bob in close,  but she’s getting picked up and rejected as Tyler stays calm , shoots a flat footed jab, driving right cross and a sweet right uppercut to send Jewel back outside time and again. After 7, both girls are lumping up nicely—Jewel’s done yeoman work o the body hwoever—Tyler’s looking worse for wear on her stool.

R8: Jewel deploying the jab from the crouch, flicking it up at Liv’s face, diving in with the spearing right to the ribcage, then chop-chop-chopping her way up the torso with those rattling wide combinations. Liv lounging on the ropes, standing up tall—she’s getting her face spanked as Jewel is able to punish the midriff, then clout across the pouting mouth of her foe. Tyler taking a great punch, but she’s not offering back, and she’s not all that hard to hit when Kilcher gets going.

R9: Jewel with another strong first minute, getting her head under Liv’s chin, crouching out of Tyler’s clinch, then bringing it back hard with bushels of banging punches. Liv lands a shocking right uppercut counter off the ropes at the end of the first minute to back Jewel up—blonde wanders back inside again, but elects to clinch with the delayed effects of the shot. Tyler walking her girl back, slowing the action, Tyler pushing off, pawing the jab—all sultry, flat footed stuff from Liv as she measures, shuffles, walks away then DRILLS Jewel a crashing right hand clean on the chin. Blonde just doesn’t see it—big head snap Kilcher and she SPRAWLS to her back out COLD! KO9 Liv Tyler in SENSATIONAL fashion!

After: Wha’ hoppen? Jewel banging out points lead in this back and forth scrap, ready to apply the final mop up when it’s over in a thunderclap. Tyler erasing Kilcher with a single stroke of that right mitt—Liv letting her hair loose, getting eater down by her attendants, laughing, chatting it up, then as soon as Jewel is ready—Liv Tyler bundles her up for display. Hardhearted walk of shame that Kilcher probably doesn’t deserve—Tyler guiding her woozy foe with a hand around the waist, stuffing her in corners like blonde luggage for extended waving sessions. It’s uncalled for—Jewel looks sick as Liv takes advantage.

Reposted by Archer 5/10/09.