Posted by simguy on 6/23/2006, 7:00 am

(Thanks to FightFan for this repost)


Before: "New Britney, old Britney," Eliza yawns in prefight, "it's all pretty much the same to me. She's taking a better shot because she's more relaxed now, but giving up her body isn't going to get it done against me. If she's just going to lay there like a beached whale, I'm definitely going to oblige her inside. I'm not Dani Fishel - Brit's not going to be able to slap and cuff me senseless - not when I'm tearing her up downstairs." Spears shrugging off Dushku's tuff-talk - Britney refusing to be punked by her nemesis before punches have been thrown. "Eliza's always thought she could beat me by going at my body," Spears says. "Starting with this fight, that's going to change. She wants to come inside, I welcome the challenge, but it's going to be HER body that gets torn up. I've changed: Eliza hasn't. When I wear her out, she's going to understand that." Eliza in red leather bikini - Britney in white bikini, wearing cowboy hat to the ring. Dushku knocks said hat off during ring instructions, initiating a near-rumble - contest delayed as order is restored.

During R1: Britney settles into ropes early, inviting Dushku in: Eliza pushing in close with her head-and-guard, extending her left hand to push at Britney's right bicep. Dushku chopping inside - short rights to cheek, come-back hooks to chin; Britney wrestling, constantly embracing Eliza's shoulders, pulling her head down. Midway through, with both Britney's hands up around Eliza's ears - Dushku shrugs in a vicious left uppercut in close, jarring Britney's chin. Gets it again. Gets it again. Britney slumping suddenly, still clutching at Dushku - Eliza's sudden eruption of lefts and rights to the body alerts the crowd to the fact that BRITNEY'S STUNNED! Volcanic punching loosens Britney up - her hands fall from Eliza's shoulders as punches sink into fleshy ribs, flabby jugs. Dushku pumping underneath, shifts a half-step back and starts stabbing away straight left/rights up top, smashing Britney's head over the top rope with staccatto impacts: Spears' body heavy, motionless, hands collecting in her lap as punishment accrues. Fans screaming - Britney droops forward, eyelashes fluttering, rotating her torso and managing a desperation clinch around Eliza's waist - gets the ref's break. Dushku pressing back in, pinning her ears back, she's POURING herself at hurt and weakened Britney, looking to end it early. Britney getting all banged up - curvy legs holding her up as she sponges, then ties up for breaks. Down the stretch - Eliza breathing hard, realizes the KO won't come - she switches emphasis to Britney's heavy rack, pounding vicious, short right hands across the cleavage as a murmuring Britney pulls feebly at the back of Eliza's head. Bell: Dushku still reaming Brit's tits - ref has to pull an unusually frenzied sherriff off her prey. Huge 10-8 without a knockdown awarded Eliza - she gives 'new' Britney one of the worst rounds of her entire career to start the fight.

R2: Britney lumped up, frazzled, but unbowed - she sets up in ropes with a wincing expression, accepting Eliza onto her chest once more. Spears constantly pulling at Dushku's head or arms, holding and hitting with little cuffing, clouting right hands in tight. Dushku responding with constant chugging assault to ribs and breadbasket, systematically abusing the tanned, sausage-like meat of her foe's torso. Dushku still getting that muscular little short left uppercut, bumping back Spears' head: Britney immediately clinching up head-and-arm after receiving, holding Dushku tight for breaks. Another Dushku round, but good Spears recovery - she's just locking her knees, leaning back into ropes, twisting and rolling her upperbody while working clinches and punches in a greasy second.

R3: Eliza starting to bog down - every time she comes in, Britney's beefy arms writhe around, pulling Dushku in, tieing her up. Always one hand or the other behind Eliza's head, holding her steady for cheap clouts from the free mitt. Brit using the left hand to push back on Eliza's forehead, tilting her chin up for drifting little right hand knocks in tight. Spears starting to actively work the Dushku ribcage - nice dip-n'-rip hooks off-the-slip, landing fat and splashy against Eliza's flank. Spears getting little uppercuts as she leans back - very economical motion, good leverage from the hips, picking Dushku up as she comes forward. Dushku grimacing with the effort of pushing against Britney's bulk - left hand extending to Brit's right bicep when Spears' left is pulling Dushku's head down - Eliza doing her best to impede Britney's holding and hitting tactics. Swampy, sloppy third all Spears - Eliza frowning, frustrated back to her corner.

R4: Hot swapping at the apron - Spears dug in, back-to-ropes - Dushku attacking. Eliza pounding at her foe's biceps now, hoping to numb those grabby limbs. Spears bobbing and weaving, right hand under her chin, left across her body, doing a good job of blocking Dushku's body shots, slipping some of the head-work. Good muscular trade - Eliza working hard to put 3 and 4 rolling punches together at a time; Britney answering back nice swiping hooks and chop-right hands, clouting her foe jaw and ribcage. Down the stretch, Britney prods a light lead right hand against Eliza's forehead, then leans back into ropes to pull a heavy swatting left across the chops - DUSHKU'S STUNNED! Britney erupts with sudden savagery: chop right hand catches Eliza upside the head, staggering her right-shoulder-first into the ropes as Spears sidesteps to her right. Another right hand chopped down off Britney's shoulder to Eliza's face; a muscular hook turned tidy to chin, then doubled down to liver and DUSHKU GOES DOWN! Eliza groaning, drooping forward to all fours - she's panting, all cramped up as Spears thrusts her mitts high, bellows in triumph, backside and tummy all jiggly as she stomps away at the bell.

R5: Britney at ropes: right under her chin, left across her waist, dipping side to side, showing either shoulder as she leans forward, then leans back with constant torso rotation. Dushku: right at her cheek; left pulsing out choppy jabs, just trying to find Britney, stabilize her, and set her up. Dushku POUNDING in short, straight rights off the jab - catching Britney flush early and momentarily dazing the blonde: Spears continues to twist and roll however, making it hard for Dushku to tag her twice in succession. Cat-and-mouse - Britney rolling, blocking; Eliza doubling and tripling the jab, then trying to score the big right hand - brunette controlling blonde as Spears can't answer back.

R6: Britney interrupting Eliza with tapping lead rights off the ropes - just dropping the mitts from a cheek-high guard to bump Dushku's face, setting her up for more serious swatting hooks as Spears closes up her stance on follow-through. Britney tucking in prettily behind her shoulders, turning her torso into her punches - hard for Eliza to answer back clean. Spears back to riding a hand behind Dushku's head, giving away some tummy to chugging repraisals from Eliza, but Britney scoring with cheap hold-and-hit uppercuts or swats to even things out. Spears getting into the Dushku ribcage with authority, really landing hamhanded wallop, cramping Eliza up: Dushku starting to fall in and clinch herself, taking a moment to catch her breath after stout Spears body blows. Fight takes on that sloppy, muddy pace as Britney bogs Eliza down, making Dushku spend as much effort in pushing against arms and body as in punching same.

R7: More murky Britney cuddle-n'-cuff: more resolute Eliza standing in with the bigger blonde and trying to outwork her. Both girls lathered up slick with sweat, both breathing hard through open mouths. Eliza pulled in, constantly trying to extricate herself by pushing against Britney's shoulders, biceps or chest, clubbing at Britney whenever Dushku can get a hand free. Spears cuffing, slapping, holding, hitting, slipping - she's fought the entire fight on more or less the same patch of canvas at the ropes, committing to drawing Eliza in and defeating her body to body. Pace is slow, soupy - ref slapping at Britney's arms, sometimes pulling her hand away from Eliza's head - he's barking a steady stream of commands which Spears appears to be ignoring. Dushku so frustrated at one point, she shouts: "Let...GO!" struggling to pull her arms free from Britney's clutches.

R8: More of it. Eliza snuggled up close - she's just kneading her fists into Britney's belly-mound whenever Spears ties up around the head - then they're pushing and pulling at one another again. Spears swiping and cuffing tidy, swatting Eliza's face or even palming the face in a simple nuisance-move, forcing Dushku to turn her head back and forth. Dushku slackjawed, sleepy, taking punches without visible reaction. Britney warned for slipping Eliza into headlocks, getting ref's breaks, slowing the action. Spears continuing to get great leverage on her body shots - the hook really snug, in behind Eliza's elbow, frequently causing Dushku to clinch. Tortuous stuff - both girls all puffy and sore, bodies throbbing, legs quivering with the effort of struggling against the other's weight through 8.

R9: Dushku rediscovers that short, jerking left uppercut, getting it snug as Britney's pulling at Eliza's head with one or both hands. Spears getting rocked, but legs SO thick and sturdy, she just won't go down. She DOES stop punching when hurt, however - giving Eliza opportunities to push her way into the clear and get off with scrubbing, clubbing lefts and rights. Eliza shoeshining the Spears breasts, swatting the Spears temples - Britney looking a little lethargic as she rolls her torso slowly, shipping punches, clinching breathlessly without cuffing. Bell: both girls shabby, dishevelled, hair all tangled and matted, faces shiny/swollen with hurt - they keep at it, pushing and digging into each other until ref physically separates 'em.

R10: Dushku definitely the more active puncher now. Spears cringing as Dushku digs into belly, rib and jug - blonde trying to protect her torso with her arms, then reaching for Dushku to clinch: Eliza pushing and straining to keep hands free so she can work. Dushku gassed as well, mouthbreathing, but she's finding spots, chip-chip-chipping her jab at close range to keep Britney occupied, then busting her short, clubbing rights and lefts, head and chest. Down the stretch, Dushku gaining a little separation - bobbing up and down - knuckle pushing at Britney's closed up stance - then snapping off short lefts and rights across the biceps/chest/chin in rapid succession. Spears wincing, leaning into ropes, trying to turn her shoulders to slip shots, or bend down underneath them - she's clearly outworked to the bell as Eliza keeps hands moving. Bell: Dushku taking no chances - extra stamping punches pound the breasts and arms of her foe until ref pulls seething brunette off slumping blonde prey. Comes back tractorpull special: Draw after 10 bitterly contested rounds.

After: Both girls in battered delirium, swaying on the spot as verdict is announced. Faces all scuffed and puffed up, hair lying in greasy tangles, shoulders slumped - both too exhausted to even show disappointment at the thought of not earning a result with so much energy expended. "It's a joke," Eliza wearily complains in postfight. "Anybody could see that I had separated myself from Britney down the stretch. A few more seconds and she would have gone out - she had nothing left: I was still getting off." Spears evidently saw a different fight. "I put her down," Britney reminds reporters. "I beat Eliza to her knees: even if you want to call the rest of the fight even, what did she do to equal that? It's a bad call - I know I put a boot in her glutes tonight, and more importantly: so does SHE."