Before: "This fight takes place under my long shadow of course," Special Commentator Sarah Michelle Gellar analyzes at ringside. "You've got Eva - who's an aging, chewed up, Sarah Michelle Gellar wannabe, and you've got 'Precious' - who's been so discouraged by the beatings I've given her that she's finally starting to collapse altogether. It's really about who can firm up their shaky foundations long enough to outlast the other, and in this case - my money's on Longoria. Eva's pretty much shot - but she DID come up daytime, and she can punch like crazy at the weight: that's gonna be enough against a girl who's basically looking for an excuse to quit in fights these days. I see Eva establishing authority early, getting into Natalie's body with hooks, then mopping her up as Portman resistance fades. Won't be much of a fight, but it should be an exquisite pure beating and let's face it: all the pressure's on Natalie, and we all know how she handles that!" Natalie in navy bandeau fighting bikini with boy cut leg, small black work out gloves. Eva in blazing hot pink bandeau - racier bottoms - small black work out gloves - slick low ponytail.

During R1: EVA TEARS INTO NATALIE! Longoria obviously testing the slump early - PLOWING into Nat with swinging roundhouse rights/raking hooks - beating Portman backwards under thrashing volleys, body and head. Natalie staggering on her heels, caught several right hands to chin and staring hurt - BUT SHE BRAWLS BACK! Portman digging in at apron, swinging away on autopilot - she clips Longoria in torrid two-way slugging, tossing black ponytail to-and-fro as Longoria's legs give a shimmy. Eva pouting, watery-eyed as Nat beats her straight back the way she came under a chugging two-gun assault to breadbasket: Longoria ready to go, reaches her left hand into Nat's bandeau, tugging the little buzzsaw forward, spinning her off and clouting her a cheap right hand to mouth as ref jumps in. Crowd roaring - both girls rung up and hurt in a wild-swinging first.

R2: Eva tried it - found Nat to be too solid: Longoria goes to her jab, looking to wear feisty Portman down. Body and head - stepping right - Longoria very thoughtful and quick here - touching Natalie spitefully, scooting away from receipts. Portman still looking to slug hard, setting her feet and trying to hook Eva by way of counter: Nat a hair late on the punches as Eva restores order midring.

R3: Longoria continuing to dictate - spearing in hard, single jabs off long first steps, then bounding back out of range: good lancing left hands. Midway through, Longoria places a tomohawking right hand over the top to Natalie's cheek - sending Portman staggering to her right in confusion: Natalie again reacting on instinct, slugging furiously to reject Eva's opportunistic pounce. Longoria patient, backs off, gets back to her body-jab-while-stepping-right routine - salts away points on a scuffed up Nat through 3. Gellar at the break: "Natalie's looking like the older fighter here. She sees the openings, but she can't hit 'em, and Eva's picking her apart as she pleases."

R4: Girls fence classy - trading hot poke midring as beautiful faces get spanked. Both step in behind quick doubled-up jabs - face and chest - chasing the other back: nice fluid ebb and flow as girls take turns initiating. Final minute - Eva hooks Natalie to paunch VERY firm, cramping Nat up: Longoria quick-tugs that navy bandeau, spinning Portman off balance and clouting her a drifting right to mouth that sends Nat reeling to ropes. Portman loosened, head lolling - ref intercedes to read Longoria the riot act, preventing a Longoria follow up pounce. Gellar: "Natalie's precious legs don't look good - she's ready to go. Eva's too strong for her!"

R5: Nat firms, engages Eva in torrid hup-hup all around the ring. Lips curl back from teeth as girls lean in and lap away underneath - gorgeous, churning stuff challenges both torsos and tummies with volume. Non-stop lather - Natalie's small mitt tattooing of Eva's body probably gets the better of a hard-to-score fifth.

R6: Eva back behind that lancing jab, doubling it up on occasion, then stepping around her foe's flanks: Longoria's outboxing Natalie in these moments. Portman frowning - covering up late after her face takes spank - then she's getting hooked to tummy and walloped overhand rights to skull tic-toc. Eva setting a blistering pace: it's all about getting Nat to cover up, then hammering her left/right before stepping around. Portman unable to get off - Gellar ecstatic: "Natalie's taking a beating!" Sarah bleats.

R7: Shutout Nat Portman. Natalie stomping-stepping her left leg as she shoots stiff jabs, or hooks off the jab - hammering at Eva's left eye and jaw in tandem. Longoria startled, back on her heels - Natalie's landing heavy small-glove clout up top. Final minute - Portman's been picking Eva apart - now she comes in with her left shoulder after extending a jab - hustling Longoria to ropes and digging a series of tuff right hands to Longoria's flat little gut. Groan-and-clinch from Eva - she ties up winded: Natalie throws her right shoulder into Longoria's mouth, then tidies up her breadbasket as Eva slumps awkwardly into strands at the bell. Ref in like a shot, barking warnings at Natalie for working after the bell. Gellar: "You've got to constantly watch Portman for cheapness; if she CAN cheat - she WILL!"

R8: Bitter two way fighting - both women digging in, refusing to give up canvas at the expense of eating hot punches in hustling combination. Both hunkering forward and chugging away hup-hup-hup to offending gut, bunching up tight abdominals with furious digging action. Eva gritting her teeth, dips her left shoulder, arches her back and gets evil leverage on hooks up into Natalie's waist/behind the elbow - viciously trying to end the fight in Portman's body. Portman hooking snappy to Eva's right eye - then doubling down to hook behind the elbow, shouldering the Latina off all brawny on follow-through. Natalie's committment, non-stop volume start to win out late as Eva stops punching, covers up earmuff and stoops forward into Natalie's clean up.

R9: Emotional punching - Nat Portman. Nat gritting her teeth and screaming as she pops hips-right, drags her hardest hooks into Eva's body: Longoria sobbing aloud, backing away all ashen-faced. Longoria's form definitely coming apart after sponging several brutal first minute body blows - as she's backing away in middle minute action - Nat's able to paste a swinging right roundhouse hard to chops - DROPPING LONGORIA TO HER BACK! Eva dazed - legs out straight - arms out to the side - elbows planted on canvas with her hands in the air - eyelashes fluttering as she lies there "uhhhhhhh..." Eva beats the count but OH, she's shaky: Natalie wading in all cold-eyed, squares away like the biggest welterweight in boxing. BRAWNY! Natalie baring her teeth, lowering her head and slamming away amidships - Portman punching beating Eva's hips and rump up onto the middle rope as poor Eva's groaning, trying to tie up. Nat pulverizes body, then arches her back to carve tight uppercuts - she's clipping away on Latina chin, picking Eva up as Longoria's arms are outstretched, unsuccessfully trying to draw Nat into a clinch. Longoria's heart saves her from the stoppage - but she's badly beaten in a Portman ninth.

R10: LONGORIA WON'T HAVE IT! Natalie storming out to finish, but it's a replay of the torrid first round swinging melee as Eva sets her feet and hammers small-mitt leather off Portman's beautiful features. Natalie staggered and rocked - but SHE firms - answering back a-chugging to tummy, then hooks and crosses up top - pounding the mouthpiece off Eva's teeth! Longoria reels, then plants, landing a tomohawk right over top and a shivering, batting hook underneath - Portman folds up hurrrt, trying to rally. Back and forth - girls rip and swing away - hot, hot contact on bare ribs, puffy faces as neither lass spares the lash. Bell: both are still pitching from woozy, wide stances - this one's going to the cards. Comes back UD10 by a single point - NATALIE PORTMAN!

After: Portman clapping her hands once and shouting "YES!" when decision's announced - Natalie turns banger to answer her critics in a surprisingly brutal 110 pound tilt. Longoria chagrined, pulling at her nose, hands on hips - she takes 5 rounds from Natalie, but that one trip to her back costs her the duke. Gellar disgusted, throwing her headset and sitting back in her chair all crossed arms and scowling features: seeing Natalie preen and exchange hugs with happy team mates wasn't in Sarah's plans tonight. BSE holds against HMK as Portman firms under pressure to prove a real stopper.