Posted by simguy on 4/26/2003, 10:05 am

(Thanks to FightFan for this repost)


Before: Carmen muses: "Eliza reminds me of myself not so long ago. When I got upset by Fishel, I figured, I'll right the ship next fight out and go on to even greater heights. Well it didn't work out that way. I had to go soul searching, go back to my roots before I finally shook that slump and that's where Eliza's at. She thinks the Cuthbert bout was a blip - I think she got exposed in that fight. Carmen Electra's going to slam the door on Eliza Dushku and show her what the other side of boxing is like. When they look back at Dushku's slump - they're gonna recall that it was ME who set her on the path." Eliza relaxed as always on the dais, doesn't seem bothered by the dire warning. "Hey, I'm glad Carmen got picked up by BSE - she fits right in with that bunch of blubbering wannabe skanks. Congrats on the speech Carm - you just tacked on an extra 5 rounds of punishment rather than the quick exit I was planning on. Way to go." Electra in green bra style bikini, yellow floral print, Eliza in red leather bikini.

During R1: Eliza shows 'boxing', then dives in to light Carmen up as Electra loads up herself - shattering right off the face has Electra stepping in fence post holes moments in. Then it's all take-away. Eliza patient, stabbing at Carm's nose and eyes the jab, fading back whenever Electra gets low to launch that uppercut - Carmen can't get her range. Eliza scissoring in and out, tidying up the ribs, fitting short right hands to jaw, but not pressing - she's easing out, luring Carmen forward into punishment. Raking burst of hooks on the right shoulder, top of the head scatters Electra to the ropes --she covers up hurting as Dushku completes a bruising shutout first.

R2: Electra game, leggy, hands down as she circles, looking for her angles. Dushku more disciplined, playing Barerra to Electra's Hamed. Dushku hands up, elbows in, spotting that jab brisk to the upper chest and face, scooting left, constantly changing distance and ruining Carmen's timing. Electra lunging with a wide right hand - Dushku slips it, steps in with a clubbing right on the chin, puts the hook on top and ELECTRA'S WOBBLED! Electra covering up woozy, tilting forward, gasping audibly as Eliza takes a moment to clobber those perfect melons.

R3: Electra showing grit - surprises Eliza with a series of shoulder to shoulder exchanges - Carmen snuggling in close and loving it. Nothing Eliza can't handle, but she's laying in too much, not moving her hands - Carmen able to thump-thump to the waist, give a shoulder bump, then hook the ribs again. Dushku shutout by default - tells her corner "Just letting her spend up some money."

R4: Dushku clinical as she carves Electra up this round. Jabs and crisp pivots to the left setting the table - Carmen getting popped, unable to time her rushes or edge inside again. Midway through, Dushku steps out just as Electra's leaping into an uppercut from too far away - stamping counter right up the middle has Electra stomping back on her heels off balance. Heartless mopping up on Electra's shiny face as Dushku commits to the jab - Carmen's nose bloodied, eyes dim as Eliza bangs away through 4.

R5,6: Eliza showcasing the jab - short, powerful stroke up the middle - she's just easing to the left, looking Carmen over, banging away with left hands as Electra lumps up. Carmen mesmerized - punishment adding up on her beautiful face - she just turns, poses for the incoming as Dushku dictates. Carm answering back with the odd reaching right to the body or swinging hook, but she just can't find her rhythm with Dushku chopping away like this. After six - Electra's left eye a swollen wreck, cut busted up in the mouth - Eliza's patience bordering on cruelty as she breaks her girl down.

R7: Shutout Dushku. Now she's coming in off the stick, dig-digging the hook to stomach, freezing Carmen in a forward stoop, nudging her the extended elbow, banging away right/left on the waist. Carm hurting, paralysis creeping into her legs - she's just tilting forward, trying to stay square while Eliza gets off. Methodical, shivering abuse handed out - Dushku's breaking out the crowbar and going to work.

R8: Dushku with a brace of jabs, splitting the defence, punching back Carmen's face, rooting her to the spot. Eliza slams the straight right hand to the sternum, shaking Electra up and the clipping left uppercut knocks back Carmen's drowsy face, putting her on her backside for 8. Electra really breaking down, busting up badly - she sinks into the ropes, curvy legs propping her up, but there's so much time on the clock. Bad, bad beating ensues - Electra dug in, drooping forward to soak - Eliza brawny, keeping her left shoulder on Carmen, snatching at her trembling tummy, touching up those jugs, clouting the face as Electra's guard gets limp. Ringsiders wincing, shaking their heads - some turning away: only hard-core Eliza fans are loving this kind of thing.

R9: Dushku letting up a little - sustained output over the last few rounds has her arm weary. Electra able to get some things done, laying in with Dushku, bouncing workmanlike left/rights off the body. Eliza too good upstairs to get hit with anything big, but Carmen finding a second wind, takes only her second round of the fight.

R10: Dushku back out with the crisp jab, banging away at Electra's swollen features with surgical precision. Midway through, Carmen finally swings a desperation hook inside Eliza's jab, finding the chin and wrong-footing the ex champ. Eliza crouching, slugging - Carmen sweeping the right hand over top and DUSHKU GETS CLOCKED! Eliza staggering back off the temple-shot - Carm charges recklessly in and Dushku has to clinch. Brainy Eliza holding till her legs are back, then she quickly restores order with that battering ram jab. Dushku keeps her distance, gives up the round, but takes a wide UD10 on the cards as Electra finishes up defiant.

After: Eliza indifferent as she gets her gloves removed, ignoring Carmen's taunts and chest-thumping after the strong Electra 10th. Electra showing the kind of heart most don't associate with her, but she pays the price as Eliza hands out a lead-pipe beating over 30 long minutes. "Typical," sneers Eliza in postfight, "I don't kill the girl and she thinks it's a triumph. She'll feel great until she passes her first mirror - then it's gonna sink in. Hard." So much for the slump.


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