BEFORE: "Lindsay's a ladder," Miley grins in prefight, "girls climb her to get where they want to go...and I will too. It's been a long time coming - I grew up dreaming of the day I'd take from Lindsay, and now that it's here, I just want to savour every second!" Lilo overshadowed in the conferences - huge media circus attending Ms. Cyrus wherever she goes...we haven't seen this kind of pomp-and-circumstance since Lindsay herself turned pro.

"Miley has no idea how hard this sport is," Linds says quietly at podium. "She has no idea what's in store for her. I've been where she is now. At BSE, I was a princess - Natalie Portman was my handmaiden: I took championships; ruled with an iron fist...but I've struggled since then. Well, Miley's going to struggle too - I'm going to MAKE her struggle; I'm going to break her down and treat her shabby because everything she's been given - for FREE - is mine by right. She'll hurt, that's all I can say."

Lllo in jaunty nautical bikini - navy top with big brass ring connections; white bottoms shot through with baby blue diagonal bars and floating anchors; white gloves; long blonde hair tied off her face with crown-braid. Miley in green bikini; black gloves; hair loose and tangly wild.

During R1: First minute - standard Disney boxing operations - girls with right hands at cheeks, left hands pumping well-educated stick - both scoring to face; Lilo a little more thorough, stuffing her jab into tummy as well. Middle minute, Lohan hooks off the jab, scoring against Miley's tits: favoured veteran wanting to move in and bang, but encountering ferocious resistance as Cyrus digs in. Brutal, slender-limbed back and forth - both vixens leaning in, lashing away either mitt to ribs/lats/tits in desperate bid to outwork the other. Lilo a bit more effective - using an extended chicken-wing left elbow to help nudge Miley around in the exchanges. Close, hard-working points for Lindsay - both girls lathering up nicely in a frisky first.

R2: Same again - girls circling clockwise around stiff jabs, probing for weakness; Lilo eventually hooking her way to closer-quarters, immediately invoking a whirling response from Miley; hard-working, limber-limbed stuff from there as girls stroke each other shoulder-to-shoulder. Lilo batting away tic-toc left/rights to either Cyrus flank - covering up to block the Cyrus receipt - then getting back after Miley. Cyrus gradually backing up, getting soundly thrashed in her torso as Lilo wages expensive toe-to-toe. Bell: Miley touched for points, but defiant - chesting into Lilo - hair in Miley's eyes - Miley's teeth bared as ref moves in.

R3: Lilo systematically at her foe - sticking in the long jab stiff to body/head - stepping clockwise 'round the poke. Miley turning-with, attacking: brisk, batting back and forth sees both vixens licked and smote about the flanks/chests. Lohan turning Miley's chin aside via keen right hands, forcing Cyrus back outside: Lilo able to walk her foe down after these scores, maintaining pressure. Miley constantly whirling her fists in reprisal, but often while out of position or wrong-footed: Lilo's getting banged up, but generally getting the better of slugging fare.

R4: Lilo trying to guide straight right hands onto Miley's chin...veteran blonde starting to pick spots in which to hurt her foe. Cyrus less deliberate in her choices - basically responding to Lilo and fighting hard if not smart: Lindsay always taking damage whenever she presses the attack. Still - Lilo having her way - coming forward behind stiff jabs/ringing right hands - her batting flurries to Miley's ribcage have the kid mouthbreathing through 4.

R5: Lilo's first round of bell-to-bell command: she slows the pace a touch; steps clockwise around her jab, punching Miley's eyes puffy this round. Straight, sleek right hands flash into Miley's gut - Lilo coaxing Cyrus' hands up to expose tummy. Lindsay keeping her distance, using her legs: she'll change distance; get the pushing chicken-wing left elbow on Miley, steering her around. Cyrus a confused beauty - she's keeping her hands up, but blundering into punishment: Lilo in control, finally flashes a demure smile en route to her corner for break: she's running away with this fight. Cyrus plucky on her stool, but getting emergency enswell under both eyes: she's busting up under Lindsay's patient touch.

R6: Cyrus gambling, swinging healthy right hands sidearm to Lohan's flat tummy: Lilo forced to scamper away all leggy, obviously shocked at the Cyrus uprising. Takes Linds a full minute to regain initiative with her jab - punching and punching Miley's face until Cyrus covers up. Lohan methodical once the Cyrus pursuit slows...Lindsay PUNISHING ingenue flanks via batting tic-toc right/lefts; sidestepping left, dipping left shoulder, fetching Miley jagged left uppercuts to sternum; putting right hands up top, trying to club around Cyrus' forward guard. Miley stubbornly forward despite the punishment: what kid lacks in polish, she's making up for in sheer enthusiasm as she coughs up her 6th straight heat, but makes bold eye contact at bell regardless.

R7: Miley into Lilo with that swinging right hand blockbuster to gut again: Linds grimacing, cringing, forced to cover up earmuff. Miley hurling right hands against Lilo's slender left flank - bouncing the mitt off ribs and hip...Lilo baby-stepping to her right under heavy shellack. Lindsay looking to renegotiate terms with a slugging burst - gets the worst of it as Miley beats her to swinging rights and lefts, toggling Lohan's chin. Lilo staggering to ropes, looking forlorn: Miley lunging in with a plowing right slanted down into tummy, punching Lindsay's butt into ropes, bunching her up hurrrrt. Miley stacking Lilo, bodying up ruff, then squaring away to unleash: healthy, strapping, youthful lefts and rights clout Lilo's guard apart, leaving her spellbound on ropes. MILEY WANTS JUG! Lilo's bulging rack goes on sale...Cyrus in there with greedy hup-hup-hup left/right uppercuts - tanned shoulders rotating as fists gobble poor Lindsay up. Lohan blurting in pain, confusion...she turns to her right, looping right arm over top rope for support, left hand palming her temple. Miley seething, teeth bared, leaning in all bendy-backed to POUND Lindsay right hands between the shoulder blades. Sickening THUMP! THUMP! of these blows rings out...poor Lindsay hanging onto ropes, legs concertina-ing beneath her and THE REF STEPS IN! GOOD GOD: TKO 7 MILEY FREAKING CYRUS!

After: Cyrus yelping and leaping like an excited puppy...she comes back from 6 rounds down to somehow overwhelm her tormentress. Lilo unconsolable, standing lost and alone in the ref's arms, head bowed, eyes shut...she can't bare to look at Miley. CYRUS WANTS MORE! Miley removing her own gloves as attendants remove Lilo's, then a beaming Ms. Cyrus slides her right arm behind Lilo's slender back, guiding her out for a miserable walk of shame. There's never been a higher contrast: Cyrus puffy, but jubilant - waving with her left hand, blowing kisses, pointing at ringsiders as she pulls poor Lilo about. Lindsay stumbling, blinking away tears...she's absolutely heartbroken, eyes so hollow with misery, they seem to be saying: "Somebody please rescue me. I'm fighting hard, but I don't know how to get these girls off me. Help me." Tough to watch, unless you're a big Miley fan.