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Posted by simguy on 11/28/2003, 6:08 pm.

(Thanks to FightFan for this repost)


Before: Danes slapped in the face as Dushku plucks ripe Doherty off the menu - all brunette bantam showdown getting some interest as Shannen's return to form has tongues wagging. "Claire shouldn't worry," a confident Shannen purrs on the dais. "She can get hers after I've finished mopping up Eliza - plenty of pain to go around. I can't stand the way the press fawns over Dushku - if I hadn't had to deal with so much crap outside the ring, I'd have put her in her place a long time ago." Dushku nodding, grinning at Shannen's vitriol. "Doherty's brought her mouth to the dance," says Eliza, "I'll give her that. Seriously, she looks to be an improved fighter, although I always thought she was a marginal talent to begin with - so, she's coming off a rock bottom base. I'm glad it's me getting a chance to expose her - this is gonna be fun." Eliza in red leather bikini, Shannen in black body glove cropped surfer-shirt, short sleeves, high neck, baremidriff and black bikini bottoms.

During R1: Girls aggressively to midring, dukes up, bouncy on their toes. In and out footwork, both girls jabbing well, snatching hooks hard to rightside ribs, dropping the right hand up top - good crisp, up tempo stuff. Even thrust and parry till late - Doherty jabbing head and body crosses Eliza up, fits a crashing right between the mitts and sits Eliza down in a thunderclap! Champ looking up from her backside near the ropes - Doherty preening, smirking down as the ref gets involved. Shannen proving she hit strong bantams and knock them down.

R2: Shannen strong to midring, taking the real estate away from Eliza, driving her back with that busy stick body and head. Dushku circling, showing some versatility, trying to time her opponent's jab for quick pull counters with the right hand. Dushku strings out the first minute, then starts edging in off her jab to get to the midriff - getting there with thumping right/lefts at first, then sticking around to add a 3rd and 4th pump in there. By the bell, girls are banging away mouth on shoulder, each shortening up her strokes, sampling the other's belly, ribs and tits in hot trade up close.

R3: Eliza slowly getting her way - Shannen would like to extend on right hands from outside and break Dushku down with the jab, but champ's working her way consistently inside. Dushku digging relentlessly at the Doherty ribs and tummy, occasionally bogged down in Shannen's clinches, but Eliza's pushing forward, getting Doherty against the ropes. Good, non-stop work done downstairs - Shannen openmouthed, reaching around Eliza's head or shoulders, trying to smother - Dushku keeping her hands free, pushing for room and staying busy.

R4: Doherty walking Eliza into the right hand, jumping back, swatting her the hook, but eventually, it's Doherty's back against the ropes, Doherty's body taking a beating. Pretty straightforward Eliza, staying nice and compact defensively, pushing up on Doherty in between bursts, keeping her head close and safe. Dushku tearing it up with short, choppy rights and lefts around Doherty's elbows, hacking away to midsection, then picking Doherty's chin up tuff with jagged little uppercuts. Shannen not shutout, turning to swat Eliza on the ear with slinging rights, trying to pick up her jugs uppies on the inside, but Dushku too strong, pouring it on. Doherty ragdolled by the bell, wobbly butt - she's getting hurt, rocked repeatedly at this point.

R5: Doherty up against the ropes, being worn down and bludgeoned by a heartless, relentless Eliza Dushku. Crowd roaring as Eliza sets a pleasing pace - she's just AT Doherty, pushing her biceps back, using her head to rub Shannen upright, exposing that tender torso. Shannen getting her hips slugged back into the ropes, draping herself forward and reaching around her tormentress' arms, anything to slow the punishment. Dushku bell to bell and beating the bejesus out of Doherty now - Shannen glum, sullen in her corner during the break.

R6: Doherty spilling hurt along the ropes - Eliza stepping with her, leaning into a short, choppy right on the ear to get Shan staggering, then digging hooks amidships to sap those legs. Gorgeous, comprehensive beatdown, Eliza just giving it to Shannen with spite reserved for a special few - Dushku clearly enjoying the romp as she hammers away at the dregs. Midway through, Doherty falling apart - can't clinch any more, can't stop the bombardment - she wilts to her right and falls to her hands and knees in a battered fog. That's it - Shannen doesn't want any more - TKO6 Eliza Dushku.

After: Dushku coming off the canvas early to exact a horrible revenge - she systematically crunches her way into Doherty's body, exposing Shannen's new and improved inside game as second class at best. Doherty able to hit and hurt Dushku early, but the close quarters nature of the brawl, and Eliza coming forward throughout prevented a sustained Doherty attack. "Softened her up for ya, Claire," Eliza jokes on camera. "She shouldn't give you much trouble now." Doherty clutching badly damaged ribs, rocking gently on her stool - just a classic Eliza Dushku beat down tonight.




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