(Thanks to FightFan for this repost)

Posted by simguy on 11/25/2005, 9:34 am

Before: Mish brazen, brash as she launches all out psychological warfare against Jessica Simpson in weeks leading up to fight nite. Every photo shoot, or soiree, or gala - Michelle's over to Jess, encroaching on her space, getting right up close to her and backing her up, prompting repeated scuffles. Gets worse as Simpson's well-known struggles with her weight are publicized: Mish making piggy "oink" noises during formal prefight conferences and hooting in derision as Jess fails to make the flyweight limit on the first try. "I'm just getting Jessica used to the idea that I'M on HER, not the other way around," Mish tells BLONDE magazine when the ploy becomes apparent. "I'm in HER dreams, while I sleep soundly. I'm in HER space, while the rest of the room is mine. I want a humbled, chastised, compliant Jessica Simpson in the ring - and I ALWAYS get what I want!" Simpsy in heartpounding pink Dukes bikini - Mish in black lace push up and panties, white lace trim.

During R1: Jessica's pent up fury explodes early - she beats Mish to a series of buffetting lefts and rights midring, bumps Williams ropeside and works her over stem to stern, bell to bell. Mishy straining, gloves at her chest, elbows in as she is STORMED to the body - Jessica bashing away stupid at the forearms, but shaking Williams nonetheless. Simpsy pushing in with her blonde head, reaching in with her arms to chest Mishy upright and expose to clean body work - constant struggle for Jess to get mitts on meat, Mish to deny Jess open torso. No offence from Williams - she's pressed hard at the ropes, weight on her heels, smeared against the strands as Simpson pumps away for shutout points.

R2: Mishy with a series of robust lefts and rights to the waist, bunches Simpsy up midring and halts Jessica's momentum. Second minute uppercuts lift Jessi's chin up, put her wobbly butt, stamping on her heels - Mishy surging forward now, angrily belting away clanging lefts and rights to put Simpsy's butt in ropes. MISH WANTS JUG! Williams pushing Jess upright, then standing up in the stirrups to lug home shrugging, short-thrusting lefts and rights to rack. Heaving blonde double-D's buffetted and pancaked as Simpson's defence loosens under heavy, one-way bombardment. Bell: Mishy still punching, trying to leave her scent on Jessica early.

R3: You-punch-my-jugs, I'll-punch-yours erupts - girls mindlessly wallowing in cheek by jowl, taking turns digging up into bulging rack, trembling tummy. Heads, shoulders in constant grinding contact, as though girls fear bodily separation might lead to hypothermia. Squirming, wriggling, tucking punches and Mishy's getting the better of it, constantly wrestling Jessica's back to the ropes and piling on the extra blow. Bell: Mishy on top, slugging late - ref tugs her elbow and warns her about cheap practice as angry Simpson stomps her foot and whines in the background.

R4: All Jessica Simpson, all the time. Mish barely up off her stool when she's stacked up into her own home turnbuckles, shipping punches. Simpsy chugging, weight forward, feet stamping at canvas as she works to keep Mishy pinned down. A lot of punches rushed, just pushed or packed into Michelle, but a few solid temple-wallops and thudding body blows have Williams' face set in perma-frown. Jessica finds a jerking right uppercut and works it repeatedly, loosening Mish up out of her crouch, putting a groggy expression on her face. Jug mugging? You bet: Jessica making sure Williams suffers for every punch Mish might have thrown earlier at the Simpson moneymakers - literally tit for tat tonight.

R5: Girls rush off their stools like starving women unleashed in a Vegas buffet - they smudge together, grapple and stagger, then come up hustle-punching each other to jiggly little bodkins. Breathy hup-hup-hup underneath - girls laying in with sweaty blonde tousles, eyes frowning shut, lips curling back from teeth - fists just packing blind into squirming blonde tummy and jug meat. Mish getting the better of it, constantly pushing Jessica down on the ropes, and getting frisky below the belt to draw stern warnings from the ref. Down the stretch, Jessica working her right uppercuts inside - just short, 6 inch thrusts up and down, working away on the Williams chin and MISHY'S KNEES GIVE WAY! Williams suddenly wobbly butt, spasming away with a groggy eyes - Simpson breathing hard, wades forward with renewed lust, swinging hard as MIshy's noggin. Jess finishes up strong with Mish slumping on the ropes, face in gloves - Simpson loading up from her hips and heaving blonde wallop onto Williams up to and after the bell. Staggering Mish pouting to the ref about Jessica's late hitting and roughhouse - you gotta love her!

R6: Mish LABELS Jess a lead right hand as Simpson's stomping forward - Williams just driving in, following through with her shoulder in Jessi's chest and stampeding a ROCKED Jess Simpson to ropes. Jessica bleak, stunned - she's wrapping her arms weak around MIshy's head and shoulders, trying to stem the tide. Everything's on sale - Mishy LOOTING the Simpson breadbasket, the Simpson lungs and oh God yes: the Simpson rack. Williams fighting her way through groggy Simpson clinches, little shoulders rotating, backside jiggling happily, legs stamping at canvas - everything's being shoved into Jessica as she lolls helplessly on the ropes. It's the worst three minutes of Jess Simpson's career - she's a ransacked piece of meat - but STILL Jess won't go down. Curvy legs holding a punch-stupid Simpsy up - Mishy staggering back huffing and puffing at the bell, chest heaving, blonde curls in her eyes: she can't BELIEVE Jessica didn't puddle. 10-8 Mishy regardless: HUGE hurt put on Simpsy this round.

R7: Pace understandably slower - Mish arm-weary, but dominant, getting her body on Jessica and walking her to ropes. Simpson in ruins - mouth open, eyelashes fluttering, but still gamely pushing at Mish, tieing her up, trying to stuff punches into the offending rack and torso. It's pushy, tortured fare - Williams mouthbreathing, but maintaining her position, riding her left arm around Jessi's shoulders to slump her forward for pumping right hands up underneath. Mishy increasingly frustrated with Simpson's refusal to go down - Williams constantly drifting low with either hand, bodying up to smother the infraction as poor Jessica can only groan in moist complaint.

R8: Jessica slumps in ropes, reaching for Mishy with drowsy clinches - Williams pressing forward to tuck Jessica in for the night. Mostly Williams pumping at Jessica, wrapping her, shoving punches into her - Jessica actually slugging back in spots, fighting mindlessly off the ropes. Mish coming off the body to pick Jessi's chin up uppercuts - short-shrugging blows jerk Simpsy's head back on a loose neck - she wobbles, she sways, but she just won't go down. Mishy helping herself to rack, but she's gone way past the point of diminishing returns: comes a point when jugs have been mugged so thoroughly, extra punching doesn't get you any further ahead on the cards. Simpsy staggering, open-mouthed to her corner - she breaks down into wracking sobs - corner does a fine job of coaxing her back from the brink of quitting: shushing her tears, stroking her hair, whispering encouragement.

R9: Mishy stepping back, trying to be selective - she's looking to walk Jessica into a fight-ending chin-check. Simpson glassy eyed, stumbling forward - body still seeking the warmth of tummy-contact with Mish, fists still looking to punch at offending torso. Middle minute, Mishy gets what she wants - she fades a staggering Jessi rush, then times a glorious right hand clean on the chin. Simpson whipsawing on the spot, reeling forward - Mishy sidesteps, allowing Jessica to sprawl face-first in the ropes. STILL Simpson won't drop - she turns, struggling to stay conscious and covers up earmuff as Michelle POURS on the harm! Furious 30 second squall peters out as Williams spends up the last of her reserves - she finally reaches in under Jessi's arms to tie up and push her to ropes for a break. Rest of the way a sloppy, meandering waltz - Michelle sobbing for breath, unable to punch - she's just accepting Jess onto her chest, wrapping her up, walking her around to the bell.

R10: Michelle ragdoll on her stool - exhausted by her own punching - demoralized when she sees a battered shell of a Jessica Simpson rise and stubbornly stumble over to give more battle at the bell. Crowd roaring as Jessica dredges up unguessed reserves - pushing her way into Michelle, smearing her with punches. Mishy just tieing up, pulling Jessica's head down, putting her in front-chokes to lean on Simpson's back and push her down for ref's breaks. Simpsy mindlessly forcing herself on Mish, wading back in after ref separations, getting right into Mishy's hateful black trunks. Jessica insistent, but too battered to finish off what's left of Williams: Mish too exhausted to punch, but fresh-bodied enough to absorb Simpson's last-ditch efforts. Fight staggers on past the finish line - poor Jessica kneading her fists at MIchelle's pudgy gut as Williams droops limp in the strands. Comes back UD10 Mish Williams!

After: Jessica ahead after 5 and looking to roll Mish up: sixth round beatdown Mish to Jess proves decisive as Simpsy never recovers. Williams shovelling some of the worst hurt of Simpsy's career onto the singer, but unable to get Jessica off her feet - bewildered Mish observes: "I wasted too many punches on that stupid face and over-rated tits of hers - should've punched her in the ass - probably would've knocked her out!"

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