BOXING AFTER DARK

(Thanks to FightFan for this repost)

Posted by simguy on 8/10/2005, 7:47 pm

Before: Former champs finding some utility in fighting each other: main event spotlight, hard rounds to be had here while elbowing for room in the crowded buck-10 class. "I like how Kelly doesn't just give it up to you," Michelle smirks in prefight. "She really makes you work for it. I know I'm going to stop her - SHE knows it - but she doesn't just roll over and bare her throat. Makes it so worthwhile when she's lying there all steamy and wiped out at my feet!" Packard smiling throughout - Mishy's roughouse banter old hat to division veterans. "I've got the HISC girls in my back pocket," Packard chirps. "What good's having a stuffed Eliza on your mantlepiece without the Mishy to go with it? I'm looking forward to breaking Michelle down and working her over - really punishing her. Wouldn't want Dushku to feel like I was picking on her." Williams in black push up, tan suede bottoms, tassled boxing moccasins - Lavender sport-cut top for Kelly, lavender/white/yellow floral print bottoms, white shoes/socks. Small gloves, both vixens.

During R1: Packard strong to midring, weight forward, double-pumping that scolding jab, rotating clockwise while dragging her front foot in a bucket. Mish pursuing, bobbing side to side, parrying, moving her head well, crouching low with hands at belly in hopes of leaping up and shocking Packard the hook. Kelly more consistent, controlling the action, spurning Mish and turning her - Williams loading up, getting out-touched in a tactical first. As they part - Mish shouts: "Don't even THINK about stinking out the joint Kel - FIGHT me tonight!"

R2: Mish with a gonging right hand off the crown of Kelly's head - couple of juicy sweeping hooks in under the jug line - Packard's chased to ropes. Kelly cute, bending and swivel-pivoting out of there, makes Mishy miss the bull-rush follow up. Cat and mouse - Packard fighting well in circular retreat, easing onto her front foot now and then to lick cranking hooks against Mishy's paunch. Williams trudging through it, opening up - she's winging at the head, not a lot of stout contact, but enough to unnerve Kelly in a see-saw second.

R3: Kelly with a firm rebuke: startling one-two up the middle, bat-batting Mishy's face - Williams on her heels, no longer so anxious to get to Packard's chest. Kelly roaming left - dotting Mish jabs, rising up onto the lead foot to hook Mishy's body and now Kelly's mixing in choosy right hands to William's chin. Mish taking it well, but Kelly outclassing her, working the body, starting to dial in the right hand that stunned Eliza in a shutout third.

R4: Crowd shouting in unison as Kelly lights Mishy up a big bending right cross early - Williams put wobbly butt, definitely hurt for the first time tonight. Mish covering up ear muff, stooping forward - Kelly eyes bright, chipping the lead right hand off the front foot to set up WITHERING left hands on the paunch. Loud, spanking blows - Kel getting her back and shoulder into those body shots - poor Mishy groaning, unable to answer back. Down the stretch, Packard with a jarring flurry of jagged, straight lefts and rights shreds Michelle's guard and chases her to ropes at the stagger - Williams staring, starting to unravel and PACKARD ROMPS TO JUG! Kelly indulging - she gets in there tidy, shrugging short shots up into tasty rack, mugging the daylights out of a shellshocked Mishy. Williams gasping, clinching, mouth open on Kelly's shoulder - Packard pushing and jerking her arms free to lather two-gun style amidships at the break. Kelly crowing, forcing hard eye contact on woozy Mish: Packard bullying the bully through 4.

R5: Dushku and Danes leaving ringside seats to holler encouragement from the apron - last thing they want to see is Packard lording it over Michelle. Williams lumpy, ragged, but off her stool with a determined look - she wades back in with side to side bobs, trying to get back to basics. UPPERCUT KELLY PACKARD! Kelly lights it up pretty, arching her back, fist clipping off Mishy's chin and carrying through tight to Kelly's chest - Williams' face banged back in stupor, mouth open, eyes closed at the ringing majesty of that shot. AND WILLIAMS BRAWLS THROUGH IT! Crowd roaring as Kelly admires her handiwork...and promptly eats a clouting right/left on HER chops as Mish comes forward. Packard backpedals, hands at her sides and NAILS Williams a bending right on the mouth, only to see Mishy charge through it, tackle-up and stampede Kelly to ropes. Shoving, slugging, mugging - Mishy brawling and smothering, suffocating Packard along the ropes - poor Kelly trying to slide her way out of it, but Mishy won't have it. Good bruising work done to the Packard ribcage as Mishy lays off the head to establish the ground game. Packard open-mouthed, breathing hard, finally drops a round to feisty Michelle.

R6: Kelly trying to get respect - she plants that lead (left) leg, leaning onto her right leg for distance, then leaning in to push or punch - Packard working out of the pocket like the seasoned pro she is. Mish punching out of the crouch, stepping into hooks and clubbing right hands from a ready position at her chest - she's dipping and twisting nicely into her shots, generating clobbering force with side to side mayhem. They bump and ease back, each trying to clip the other tidy hooks, using shoulders to bull the other back or hold ground. Kelly head hunting now, trying for left uppercuts/right crosses - Michelle butchering the body with thick shellack until down the stretch - WILLIAMS CHECKS CHIN! Mish getting the timing right, comes out of her crouch and tugs an hellacious hook across Kelly's chin off the left foot and PACKARD SITS DOWN! Kelly sitting up with a sunstroked expression - Mish hooting, lifting her mitts and stomping around - Williams confidence soaring at the sight of a downed, distraught Kelly.

R7: Mish over to offence - Kelly shopworn, hounded, uncertain. Packard choosing spots at the ropes and covering up, rolling and slipping and looking for tactical clinches. Mish occasionally wild and looping at midring, but she tightens up with Packard's butt in the ropes: Williams leaning in with her head when not punching, then jerking rights up underneath, pushing and getting hooks ear and waist. Kelly reactive, sullen - alternating her hand position, showing Mish either shoulder, but Packard not punching back at all as Williams pounds out the points. Mish exuberant - bell not enough to stop her from hooking Kelly's jugs a brazen late swat as ref jumps in.

R8: Bitter, hard fought stuff and Packard refuses to punk. Girls shoulder to shoulder, cheek to cheek, pushing and digging short, succulent punches in there. Mishy turning into tidy right uppercuts, picking Kelly's head up now: Packard responding in kind. Tummies kneaded, bumped and cuffed, jugs mercilessly scrubbed in close confines. Both girls doubling up thick, moist hooks behind elbows - CHUP CHUP impacts softening up both pairs of stubborn legs. Hammer and tongs takes a toll on both beauties, but this is Mishy's fight - she's loving the taut, pitch and catch action, actually smiling, smacking her lips en route to her corner.

R9: Same again - Kelly basically going right at Mish, planting that lead leg and swiveling around it while attempt to out-touch Mishy on the inside. Packard a little headier, more apt to slap n' slip this round - Williams missing a bit more, swinging off balance - Kelly's able to hold her own. Girls never apart for more than a few heartbeats - both want to be in there squirming, digging at offending racks, chins, ribs and tummies.

R10: Deep breaths, both girls in their corners - grinding affair has both dredging up final reserves late. Kel on widespread legs, just shifting her upperbody forward and back - tapping the jab, showing the right hand, then raking the cross, or: jab, tapping the hook then looking for jagged left uppercuts off the front foot. Mish winging - Kel eases onto her right foot, gets her back into that glorious short right uppercut and MISHY SPILLS TO HER KNEES! Williams thunderstruck, staggering to a splashdown landing and staring misty eyed into the crowd: Dushku and Danes up out of there seats SCREAMING, jumping as poor Mish gets up ramshackle for 8. DEEP breath Packard, she wades in, then scatters back as MISHY COMES OUT SWINGING! Williams tragically hurt, but storming forward - she doesn't connect, but Kelly's forced onto her bicycle momentarily to regroup. Kel gathers herself behind the jab, now pounding away on Mish with clean, hurtful poke - Williams still wobbly butt, reacting late - she's crossing her arms, lifting her elbows in a groggy parody of defence. Down the stretch, CRASHING right hands Kelly P! Packard launching that little body of hers into KO crosses - committing utterly on the punch, left hand tucked up tight at her chest as she extends, bends into Mishy's chin. Crowd roaring, Williams getting her face spanked HARD to starboard, mouthpiece shooting off teeth as Kelly rings 'er up late. Oh the BUSTING Mishy's taking - Williams out on her feet, arms crossed, facing into blows as Packard puts crop to haunch to the bell! Seething Kelly bodied away from a reeling, stupified Mishy and this one goes to the cards. DRAW! Williams the queen of the ugly salvage job escapes certain defeat once again!

After: Mishy pulling every scrappy trick in the book to eke this one out - Packard pouring it to her foe late just couldn't bring out the quit in a very proud Michelle Williams tonight. Both girls puffy, shiny with hurt, left side of Michelle's face especially swollen, won't be pretty tomorrow. Same sort of thing Williams used to torture Danes with - just keeping the brass ring out of Kelly's grasping mitts. "It's frustrating," Packard admits in postfight, "to know that you're the better woman only to have three cards say that shabby #### over there is just as good? We both know in our hearts who won this fight - Mish knows I put a boot WAY up her heinie tonight." Williams ice-packed, dishelved, knows nothing of the sort. "I tantalized her didn't I? Face it, I toyed with Packard tonight. Add up the minutes and you'll see I took the fight - there was a stretch there of three or four good rounds where I doubt Kelly landed a single punch."

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