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1 October 2010 Title Rachel McAdams vs Jaime Pressly

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Unified Bantamweight Title Bout #2 Best of 3

Posted by simguy on 10/1/2010, 8:43 am

BEFORE: Cocky bravado gone: Pressly's all business. "Look," JP says at podium, "Rachel got herself in shape, worked hard, took it out of me - no excuses. That's one. So now it's war: I claw back to even in this one, break her heart in the next one. Anyquestionsnogood." MacAdams resolute - still with issues despite the good result - namely the officiating. "Obviously it's a concern," Rachel says of Kate Becks refereeing. "First, she's a horrible ref - Jaime could have been hurt in that first fight because Kate didn't stop it. Second - she's biased - always meddling in my corner and needling me throughout the fight, trying to get me off my game. I just have to shut her out, batter Jaime, take back my belts and then deal. Beckinsale's day of reckoning is coming: I've got one more fight to win first!" Rachel in midnight blue crushed velvet push up and panties; white gloves; auburn hair in bouncy/curly ponytail with messy bangs. Jaime breaking out her SHAPE mag white battle bikini - ring-and-string connected; white gloves; shoulder length hair loose. KATE BECKS REFEREE: sexy black/white striped bikini top/all black bottoms; white shoes; whistle around her neck; slick ponytail because she's all professional.

R1: CLAMBAKE! Jaime lunges in, shooting right/lefts...Rachel backpedalling, trying to evade but gets clipped, sent reeling to ropes. Savage clean up - Jaime on RAchel: Mac scoured, pasted upright, clouted about her face as Pressly lets hands GO. Minute mark: Rachel hooking tidy off the ropes, finds Jaime, loosens her knees: crisp exchange of short right/lefts sees Rache sag back into ropes and JAIME TAKE A SEAT! Pressly hooked woozy on her teeth - she's slow getting up, swaying for her 8! ON COME RACHEL! MacAdams all the way back from near Pearl Harbour first minute exit: she squares away, batters Jaime without mercy on ropes to bell. Seething Mack steals the round, but only 10-9 as she was well and truly hurt herself.

R2: Disciplined Jaime comes out in closed stance - left shoulder/chickenwing left elbow pointing at Rache: right hand cocked at Jaime's chest. Rachel dukes-at-brows - feeling out the jab, stepping cautious. JP roaming clockwise - using the chickenwing elbow to nudge and steer, or set up sudden right uppercuts out of the screen. Pesky straight-right leads for Jaime - followed by swiping hooks as she shifts to back (right) leg: MacAdams forced to block-and-stalk, unable to find answers through 2.

R3: JP settling into rhythm, circling Rachel, turning her. Pressly shifting back in her stance to create gaps - check-hooking RAchel when she creeps forward. Pressly's lead right hand a dart from the closed stance - stamping Rachel to jugs/hairline - fixing her for the follow-on swipe hook. Mac nickel-and-dimed - she's trying to establish hooks to Jaime's ribs - paying a fairly steep price: Pressly's body is no bargain through 3. Kate gets on Rachel for low blows, warning her: "Keep 'em up, Rachel." Mac frowning, holding her tongue.

R4: Jaime wheeling and dealing in that closed stance: thing of beauty if you're a Pressly fan. Liberal use of that chickenwing left elbow - pushing Rachel/steering her/helping to ward off punches...no warnings from Beckinsale. Weight on right leg, Jaime ripping off right uppercuts or rolling away from trouble - super elusive while touching Rachel hard strokes. Bell: Jaime straps a sidearm buggywhip loud to Rachel's waist - hops away triumphant; Rachel steps forward...and Kate's in her face, blowing the whistle not two inches from MacAdams' nose. MacAdams furious - wheeling away from the TWEEET! TWEEEET! squealing. All Jaime through 4.

R5: Rachel hooking off the jab, digging hard to Jaime's ribs: Kate moves in, blowing whistle in Rachel's face, pushing her off before she can really do some good. Jaime able to wheel-clockwise, re-establish that stitching lead right: Rachel busting up some under that poking touch. Jaime's whippy swipe-left a constant threat - raking across Rachel's breasts/cuffing her ear. Pressly grinning at times, enjoying herself: she's got Rachel surrounded. Round finishes up in ropes - Rachel in earmuff/Jaime on top: Pressly measuring with the chickenwing left elbow, snap-snatching wide right buggywhips to the body/right uppercuts to the scalp as Rachel's bending forward behind mitts. Bell: Kate ties Rachel up and bodies her deep to ropes like she was hitting late: Foxfire corner up on the apron, screaming blue murder.

R6: Jaime continues to pick Rachel apart - hopping in and out - pivoting in graceful sweeps - stitching her lead right hands and swiping across hooks. Mac busting up, discouraged: she stoops forward in earmuff, uncertain what to do as Jaime measures her the chickenwing, rips her snappy right hands. Down the stretch, Jaime rolls-right with an Rmac right hand - answers back a ringing right uppercut clean to chin: MacAdams sent stomping back on her heels, jugs a-jumpin', eyes wide with wonder.

R7: Rachel shabby, banged up...she's visibly breaking down, growing sluggish. Jaime darting in and out - now hooking the body off the front (left) leg; now easing back to right leg to pull across swipe hooks; now flashing that straight right dart off the shoulder. Rachel showing crossed arm/showing earmuff...she's a confused beauty, shippin' a lickin'. Jaime scoring, then putting the chickenwing left elbow on Rachel to pivot-left around MacAdams' right flank: Rachel turning sleepily, really taking a pasting through 7. Bell: it's a 10-8 without the knockdown...Rachel wobbly butt, wandering back to her corner...Beckinsale sees those slumping trunks, leans in and blows the whistle at them!

R8: Rachel makes a little headway - jabbing busily to confound Jaime, then tucking into her tummy with a short right before bodying up. In the scrum, Rachel's digging hooks, cleaning up ribs: Kate issuing quick breaks, spreading the girls apart before Rachel can really get established. Jaime being cute - lots of shoulder rolls/torso dips/lean-aways/pivots...she's taking the round off. Down the stretch, Pressly rolls Rachel's right hand, comes back that vicious little bolo right uppercut counter: Rachel's head flops straight back - mouthpiece fluttering 3 feet into the air as her legs give way. Rache loosened up - forms ragged earmuff - stoops forward: Jaime shifts right - chops a hateful buggy-whip right hand in above Rachel's left hip as crowd roars. Another hacking buggy whip to body - bell sounds - an outside-in right uppercut picks Rachel up late, leaving her helpless and staring. Nothing from Kate: she steps in front of swooning Rachel, blows the whistle pointlessly in her face.

R9: Fighting in the trenches, Jaime going at Rachel to clean her up...girls trading crisp rights and lefts as Pressly back Mac up. Apron - girls trigger simultaneous right hands, missing over opposing right shoulders; come-back hooks short n' jolting and JAIME COMES AWAY HURT! Pressly blinking, backing away with hands at her sides - eyes saying "I'm Jaime Pressly...that didn't just happen..." Deep breath Rachel, knuckles together, she goes to walk Jaime down...KATE GRABS RACHEL'S RIGHT ELBOW TO DETAIN HER! Mac snarling - yanks her arm free, then BURIES THE RIGHT ELBOW TIP IN KATE'S BREADBASKET! Vicious dig doubles Becks up in shock - the whistle tumbling out of her mouth with a breathy little "peep": Kate's crippled. Rachel wades into Jaime, pushing her to ropes. Rachel shifts-right, putting just to the left of Jaime's center line, and MacAdams starts to jam in hooks. Thick, stuffing work - Rache bending her knees, then straightening up into Jaime, stuffing the left hand up in under the sternum, hollowing her out. Jaime blurting - butt shunting up into the ropes - torso pitching forward: Rachel takes the time to stack her up, then gets back to shoving in left hands. Rachel's right hand palming Jaime's left shoulder - Mac singleminded - winning or losing the fight right here! Jaime gagging "GUHH!" pitching forward...she's a ragdoll beauty, helpless to stop the body plowing! Rachel cramming it in, cramming it in...Jaime's legs give way...she pitches forward, nicking Rachel on the way down such that Pressly turns en-route, rolling to her back. Jaime sobbing in agony, hugging body - knees up, legs thrashing slowly - blonde head lolling side to side as Pressly tries to shake it off. It's no go - ringside counter does the job as Kate's still wheezing, hugging her own guts: Rachel starts to cry at 8, lifting her arms at 10 as Jaime can't get off her back. Wild, come from behind KO9 for the once-and-current champ - Rachel MacAdams!

AFter: Mac bawling...Kate sinking to her knees, gasping curses...Jaime rolling onto her side, hugging ruined midsection...it's bedlam. Foxfire beauties surround Rachel, raising her hands in triumph, hugging her - it's quite the road back for the A-list superstar. "It's all so overwhelming," Rachel says, blinking away tears of triumph. "I got into the best shape of my life for Jaime, and even though some folks thought I was a little light, I knew I had to be hard-and-speedy for her. Winning the title again - against someone like this, under these circumstances...it means I'm totally over Neve now and I want to start work on reshaping the bantam division. I had 8 straight defences once: that means I'm shooting for 9! There's so many worthy girls - either because they deserve a shot, or they deserve a beating...I just can't wait to impose my will on all of them