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9 November 2007 Sabrina Bryan vs Dani Fishel

Page history last edited by Archer844 14 years, 8 months ago

Part 1

 

Originally posted by Simguy on 11/9/07, 7:10 am.

 

Before: Shrill prefight as Bryan elects to twist her fists in Dani’s baby blue tshirt, tugging her nose to nose during a photo-op: Fishel objects and security rushes in. “I’m chasing Dani down and giving her what-for,” predicts a flushed and hyper Sabrina at the podium. “Every Dani-Buster before me has a practice-model: I’m the real thing. I’m faster, stronger, more determined. I’m cuter than Dani, so when I beat her, I’ll slide right into her spot on future cards. ‘Dancing’s’ made me a huge household name—can’t think of a better way to cash in than by trouncing Dani Fishel on her own turf!”

 

Fishel nostrils flaring and colour high—similarity breeds contempt, and Dani’s plenty contemptuous of Sabrina, “Al I see is a chubby, obnoxious, loud-mouthed blonde,” Fishel retorts, “I don’t see a fighter in all that. This kid’s been calling me out, saying she’s going to do thus and that, so here I am. So I’m gonna kick Bryan’s butt and maybe shut these Disney chicks up for a while,”

 

Dani in gunmetal blue bikini, hair long and loose down her back; white gloves; white aerobics sneakers/socks for ballistic look. Sabrina in vivid orange bikini, hair tied back off her face; white gloves; white aerobics shoes/socks for ballistic look. Dani holds gloves out after ring instructions—Sabrina HAMMER-hands down on’em—fight delayed as girls chest p, yammering nose to nose.

 

During R1: Dani bobbing and weaving Frazier-esque—hands alternating between crossed-arm and earmuff as she encroaches. Sabrina, right hand at chin, left across her gut, chin tucked behind left shoulder—pesky-jabbing at Dani and quick-stepping right in early negotiations. Dani spittin’ stubby poke to close—bumping left shoulders with Sabrina—girls test each other firm amidships via short-arm hooks. Fishel pushing her way forward, hooking the body and breasts, clouting righty upside the head, bumping the shoulder: Sabrina baring her teeth, flurrying brisk to paunch, easing back to hook Dani’s mouth via calling-card lefts. Round finishes up on ropes—Dani on top, pounding away short, muscular rights and lefts to Sabrina’s biceps and scalp as blonde twists and rolls ion the pocket.

 

R2: Blistering give and go—Sabrina into Dani with right uppercuts and vicious slicing hooks; Fishel gobbling, walking through it, smiting furiously to ribs and biceps. Midway through, Sabrina backing up after flashing a sizzling flurry to Dani’s breasts: Fishel steps-in with, hooks out of the cross-armed crotch and SABRINA’S ON HER BACK! Bryan picking her head up drowsy off canvas, eyes blinking in confusion: Fishel batting mitts together and stomping past, shouts “PIECE OF CAKE!” Bryan gingerly up, takes her 8 like a little trooper, digs in at ropes to receive Dani. Fishel squaring away, goes at Sabrina without mercy: Dani’s head low, feet wide. She’s twisting side to side, generating withering leverage on hooks and overhand rights to all things Sabrina/ Bryan belted upon her biceps, chest, paunch, and skull—she’s carrying right hand open at left cheek, left across her gut, just turning and rolling with the incoming. Fishel nice and brawny with that left shoulder bumping and jostling—ref warns Dani for roughhouse as she salts away a vigorous shutout record.

 

R3: Sabrina’s eyes a little hollow, a little discouraged—she’s flat footed, not as energetic, still feeling it to the body from Dani’s raging second. Fishel pouring herself at Sabrina, walking her down, hounding her to ropes and corners: thick, pasting beat down issued, pillar-to-post. Dani grinning wide as she works—shouting “COME ON!” after landing thick hooks to Sabrina’s trembling breadbasket—urging Bryan to compete. Sabrina baring her teeth in pained grimace—rolling and ducking butt-in-ropes, then spinning out of there: she’s just GOT to be more aggressive if she hopes to bust Dani tonight.

 

R4: Dani wading into Sabrina, slamming away fat to either hip and flank: Sabs right under her chin, left across her body twisting to take the shots on her obliques. Minute mark, Dani getting off rhythmically to body—Bryan absorbing, then rolling to her right to slip a Fishel right, answering back a quick, jagged right uppercut bingo from the crouch: DOWN GOES~DANI! Fishel clipped, baby-steps a moment, then stumbles to all fours: Sabrina SHRIEKING in celebration, hands high. Dani quickly up, but wobbly-butt for her 8: Sabrina pounces in to finish and DANI WON’T HAVE IT! Furious hammer and tongs—girls chopping in close right hands to chins, ripping hooks to aching midriffs, bumping shoulders, then hooking jugs. Dani wading forward, chin out over Sabrina’s left shoulder, arms thrashing and batting underneath to drive Bryan back as electrified crowd roars to its feet at bell. Sabrina lands a late right hand—Dani doesn’t like it—ref moves in as tempers flare.

 

R5; Sabrina with roll-and-rip right uppercut catches Dani coming on again—Fishel up on her toes, swaying momentarily, but keeps her feet this time. Furious follow up flurry bats Dani’s head and shoulders as she hunkers down, but she comes up hooking, belting the taste out of Sabrina’s mouth and denying blonde her finishing attempt. CLAMBAKE! Wild back and forth from that point on—Dani crouching forward crossed arm, erupting with hooks, trying to steer Sabrina to ropes. Bryan nimble, fighting well in reverse as she bounces one-twos of Dani’s hairline and shoulders, hoping to walk Fishel into another big uppercut. Sabrina’s doing a nice job turning at the ropes, keeping her back free—she’s getting the better of pasting trade through 5.

 

Bryan/Fishel conc.

 

Originally psted by Simguy on 11/9/2007, 7:11 am.

 

R6: SAVAGE brawling at the ropes—Dani on top—Sabrina refusing to clinch. Bryan nice and tight in her slightly closed stance, slipping-rolling-countering with clipping right uppercuts and nasty left hooks clawed tight, head and body. Punches spankling loud off Dani’s left shoulder, paunch and temples as Fishel pushes in. Dani taking whatever she has to maintain position—she’s HAMMERING at Sabrina’s full, muscular arms, stoving in those flanks, bunching up tummy and jug. Fishel coming off the body to hook Sabrina’s chops on occasion; Dani using a stubby right-hand palm push in Bryan’s

Shoulder to reset her. Bell:” Dani’s still laying in licks—Bryan has no choice but to brawl-with until ref takes a hand. Warnings all around as chastised girls stand with chests heaving, eyes glaring.

 

R7: Dani takes Sabrina to ropes again, commences the systematic destruction of Bryan’s will-to-resist. Sabrina quick-mitted, savage and effective off the ropes—but this is bad decision making: Bryan’s got the mobility and Disney-trained feet to use the ring. Fishel eating punches face and body, but showing no ill effects: she’s entrenched, brawny with that lead left shoulder, pushing and bumping to set up terrible clobbering lefts and rights. Constant shelling of Sabrina’s arms having the desired effect—Bryan’s guard loose, lower than it was, making her head more available for Dani’s clubbing assaults. Fishel pouring hook after hook into the bouncy Bryan rack: Dani tucking’em in LaMotta-tight, curling her fist and bringing it back to her chest on follow through. Sabrina angered by it, answering back in kind,  but getting the worst of it. By the final minute—Bryan’s reluctantly opting to clinch—reaching in behind Dani’s elbows and laying on her: Fishel leg-driving her blonde back into ropes, weighing heavily on her until ref’s breaks, then wading right back in as Sabrina’s gulping down fresh air.

 

R8: Sabrina showing some of those Disney-drilled skills—pushing Dani behind the elbow to spin her, reversing positions and putting Fishel o the ropes, Good shoulder-to shoulder round for Bryan: she’s bodying up on Dani, bumping and jostling her, flurrying hard to gut and jug, then smiting Dani’s face cute, wiping rights or lefts I tight. Fishel crossing her arms, trying to bull Sabrina back,. Temporarily brawling Bryan into ropes and battering at her—but nimble blonde sidesteps and spins keep Dani mostly ropeside—giving Bryan much needed points in the 8th.

 

R9: Dani adjusts, using her left shoulder/extended left elbow to push Sabrina down into ropes as Bryan’s trying that cute gym-spin maneuver: Fishel stays on top bell to bell. Bad round fro Bryan—punch output dropping: she’s looking shopworn mouth breathing, cranky from the constant punishment. Fishel grunting happily in her work, pushing on Sabrina to reset her, shoulder-bumping her, bodying up, then splashing in fresh punches: Fishel’s hair damp down her back, swishing side to side just above her butt as she belts away. Bryan grimacing, right hand open at left cheek, left at her gut—she’s just sitting in the ropes, hunkering down and absorbing as Fishel’s able to square up, shell away to her heart’s content in the ninth. Bell; Dani grinning as Sabrina has to steady herself with a hand in the ropes. “Lookin’ shabby, Sabrina!” Dani chirps, more than pleased at the sight.

 

R10: Dani closes the show, handing Sabrina the worst round of her career. Steady torrent of short-armed, clubbing abuse—Dani to Sabrina: Bryan offering nothing back at this point, just slumping on the ropes and trying to protect her battered body. Bryan’s arms numb from the shelling—she can’t punch—she’s just holding her elbows in, trying to roll and distribute the punishment evenly across her bruised torso. Thumping hooks to Sabrina’s paunch and right flank take away her legs at the halfway point: Bryan sinking to her right knee, eyes welling up as Dani hops away giddy. Final minute just Dani being thorough on her blonde—pushing into Sabrina, adding on the insurance punches, grunting happy-piggy-at the trough as Bryan can’t stop her. UD10 wide, Dani Fishel.

 

After: Bryan in tears—trained and targeted to beat Dani, she’s turned back in savage fashion by a relentless, and particularly heartless Fishel on the night. Dani laughing, partying it up in her corner—she magnanimous, glowing in victory. “I can see the girl’s got skills,” Fishe allows. “If she had flown into this fight under the radar, she might have surprised me, but when you start with Dani-busting BS, you’re gonna get my A game every time. Sabs would’ve taken 4 rounds east from Mack tonight and made Allison sweat the rest, but realistically, Sabrina’s not there yet. I love her spirit, but working over Disney rejects and lifetime sparring girls doesn’t cut in the FCBA. This girl’s on a Christina Milian level maybe—that might be a good fight for her, If she’s serious about competing, she needs to get out of the Dani-busting business and work her way up. (Simguy note: Life imitates art? Bryan bounced from “Dancing With The Stars” in shocking fashion after being trounced in the ring. QED).

 

Reposted by Archer 7/18/09.

 

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