Before: "Have you guys ever seen a girl with a head as big and round as Nadia's?" Grinnin' Gena teases from the podium. "Seriously, how'm I supposed to MISS that thing? She's got a head like an earth ball - I could knock this chick out with my eyes closed! Nadia, have you called Jenny yet? About your face I mean? Body's slammin' - no complaints there, but holy crap kid - your head could stand to lose a few pounds!" Bjorlin fuming as Nolin's standup routine warms the room - Nadia much less jovial when it's her turn. "Nobody makes fun of my head and gets away with it," Bjorlin growls, prompting howls of fresh laughter - she blushes crimson, storms off the dais as Nolin hoots with glee. Gena Lee in smooth, pale peach bikini, white gloves. Naddie B in gold underwire bikini, bra strap support, black gloves. Bjorlin still steamin', refusing to touch gloves: Gena pursing her lips, taunting during ring instructions.

During R1: Bjorlin leaves her feet to hook Gena's chin - NOLIN'S ROCKED! GLN stomping back on her heels - SEETHING Nadia storming in jugs a-jumping - swinging away with an abrupt right...left/right rhythm. Nadia's dukes whistling, crashing on target, following through to ready position at Bjorlin's chest as she switches back and forth into the shots. Ropes: G hits hard, head bobbling - she crouches forward, dukes at her chest, then straightens to hook Nadia's cheek. Bjorlin staggered to her left, dips down under Gena's pushy right; comes up hooking to Gena's mouth, then crams a sidearm right BEEFY to gut. Jugg: Nadia's lips curl back off teeth as she churns lefts and rights tidy to Gena's rack, straightening the taller girl against the ropes; glorious hook to chops belts Gena's head and shoulders over top rope - Nadia twisting full-bodied into the clout - lush brown hair tossing, eyes flashing. Bjorlin crouching, hands in tight to her body as Nolin lolls forward: Gena doesn't want anymore, blubbering as she leans forward palms-on-shoulders to body Nadia back. Bjorlin pushed outside, pours back in with a looping over hand right CLANGING off Gena's face - Nolin drapes on ropes, body loose, then leans forward to palm-and-push Nadia back again. Rest of the way like that - Nadia pouring in with power, hammering Gena into slackjawed stupor: Nolin reeling, upright - soaking Bjorlin's bombs, then using weight to push the girl back outside. Bell: Nadia screaming incoherently at blinking Gena - Nolin wanders back to her stool in a shellshocked fog of pain and tears.

R2: Bjorlin surges - gets licked a right uppercut as Gena times the rush: buxom brunette sent stamping backwards, face pinched. Gena on with a stiff jab, widening stance, leaning into another right hand: Nadia desperately weaving, gets under it - comes back a leaping hook out of the crouch to startle Nolin to chin. Gena on HER heels, eyes wide - she's staggering backward, juuust out of reach of Nadia's insane, swinging haymakers. Bjorlin with the knack of tossing brisk, but turning the punches over, following through with high elbows: she's generating tremendous torque for her size here. Ropes: Gena hitting hard again, limbs loose - crowd roars as Nadia drives in a crashing overhand right, belting Gena's head back with gobsmacking force. NOLIN'S HURT! Gena staring, torso tilting - she's ragdoll, but she's banging back, mustering good snap on a hook that takes Nadia full in her breasts. Nadia back into Gena's rack with a stamping flurry of lefts and rights, crouches, then hooks the mouthpiece off Gena's teeth with a clapping wallop! Nolin absorbing shock, getting drowsy, pushing back punches - Nadia crouching to load up, then erupting on Gena, belting her head and body. Down the stretch - Bjorlin set in wide slugger's stance CRACKS Gena a glorious chopping overhand right, buckling Nolin's knees. Gena windblown, sags into ropes, hands drooping: Bjorlin reloads, hammers home the right to chin AGAIN! Gena reels, tries a loose right uppercut but gets beat to the punch as Nadia drives in her third hacking right. Nolin's uppercut sails as she's pitching forward off ropes and GENA GOES DOWN! Face plant - Gena Lee all stretched out and heavy, chest-down on canvas - IT'S OVER! KO2 in heartpounding fashion, Nadia Bjorlin!

After: Nadia looming over Gena, yelling at the former champ to "GET UP! GET UP YOU COW!" Nolin deep in KO'd slumber, cheek moist on unforgiving canvas. Nadia's punching so fresh and exuberant - revitalizing an entire division from the top down - she converts all the potential energy of her curves into a sensational ballistic attack that Gena just didn't see coming. "There's more of where that came from," a still-seething Bjorlin promises in postfight, shifting heavy gold belts on broad, tanned shoulders. "Plenty more. If Gena even so much as looks at me wrong, I'm diving in - I don't care where we are, or when - I'm putting her out!"