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30 June 2018 Emma Watson vs Emma Stone

Page history last edited by caspian2 4 years, 4 months ago

Posted by Lookout! Boxing on Jun 30, 2018 at 1:56pm

Emma Watson versus Emma Stone(Words: Caspian / Results: Lookout!)

Emma W:
(27, 5’6, 16:18 FCBA, VIXENs)

Emma S:
(29, 5’6, 7:15 FCBA, Empire Boxing)

BEFORE:
“I’m *this* close to securing a positive record for myself,” Emma Watson beaming at the press conference. “Looking at my past opponents, I really don’t understand how I got here in the first place, but make no mistake - I’m clearing the shack… as you Americans like to say.”

“It’s called ‘cleaning house’, dearie” Emma Stone interjects all of a sudden. “And forgive me for saying this, Emma dear, but the reason you lost to me the first time was because you simply wasn’t as good. That's the plain truth. Gosh. You British types can’t seem to take a hint, can you?”

Tensions arising immediately from that exchange, and even more so when they face off at the podium for the cameras. Watson looking fabulous in cotton-white bra and undies, whereas Stone going for provocative black lingerie lined with pink. Watson grinning as they come face-to-face, whereas Emma Stone keeping her namesake with a steady glare.

In the ring, these two vixens are roaring to get things started. Referee waves his magic hands and here we go!

ROUND 1:
Stone the early aggressor, having some idea about how Watson fights from before and wanting to take advantage of her ‘defensive’ nature. She comes forward often, striking at the head and forcing the guard. Watson having trouble breaking out of her nice-girl image, refusing to assert herself, simply content to give ground to her American counterpart for the first half. It's only when Stone snags a couple of shots into her tummy does Emma W come alive, suddenly sending a flurry into Stone’s nostrils, making her grunt painfully. Girls exchange more blows for the last minute, but nothing significant comes out of it. Stone takes this opening round by small margin with her early aggression.

ROUND 2:
Safe jabbing early on from either beauty as they go back into routine: Stone content with keeping her distance and lead, while Watson still trying to break out of her mold, having to will herself forward with aggressive punching. Stone not expecting that aggression, eats a flurry to her face and feeling plenty embarrassed for letting the Brit get the better of her. Last minute and Stone tries to rally with a couple of lunging straight hands, but they’re easily taken on the gloves, with Watson BANG-ing back with another one-two into her nose and lips, followed by a three-four straight to the tummy. If Emma Stone was expecting to keep her lead here, that dream is long gone, with Watson securing a wide round for herself in the second.

ROUND 3:
Girls get the memo to brawl unfortunately at the same time (or fortunately if you think about it…). Only way to surge ahead is to very well surge ahead… they meet in the middle of the ring with a flash and fury of flying punches. It’s uncharacteristic for Watson, that's for sure, who’s not used to getting her pretty and innocent face mutilated like this. Stone taking great pride in mauling the actress’ face with a hook to the left, then another right grazing the chin. Watson grunting but standing her ground, before responding with a right SNAP uppercut into the chin, followed by a fist banging off Stone’s taut tummy. Girls end up in a clinch by the final minute, panting insults into each other’s ears. Final swipes at Watson’s tummy and Stone has gotten her revenge this round, ending it slightly back in her favour.

ROUND 4:
Girls are effectively tied as we enter the fourth… both hopeful to become the clear victor soon. Stone with a sudden charge, looking to overwhelm Emma with a fast combination of jabs to the head, then RATTLES the Brit with one hell of a right hook. That last blow slammed into Watson’s guard, shaking her cage nonetheless. Stone trying to push the advantage, wades in swinging… ANOTHER hook swishes at hair when Watson DUCKS under at last moment before bringing her right hand sailing up into Stone’s chin! WHAPP! OUCH - that’s gotta hurt! Stone rattled right back as she goes stumbling backwards - doesn't look too good, folks, wobbly and trying to maintain her balance. Watson however has other plans: flying in with another straight hand - CONNECTS, FLOORING STONE RIGHT ONTO HER BACK with that blast into the face!! KNOCKDOWN for Ms Watson!

Blimey! as Ronald Weasley would say - that was an unexpected show of power from the young Brit as she walks the talk back to corner. Stone still looking delirious, not knowing where she is exactly. She’s pawing at the canvas in front of her, face registering both confusion and pain. Emma patiently waiting in her corner, for this chapter to be over, and she gets her wish when Stone has barely reached the ropes, her body still sprawled on the ground, belly down when the referee hits 10 and calls this match as DONE!

Official Decision: Emma Watson defeats Emma Stone via KO4!

AFTER:
Loud cheers from her fans as Emma Watson celebrates another comeback win in the ring. She mounts the turnbuckle, smiling and waving, looking like she hasn't aged a day since she became the most famous British export to grace these shores.

“Stone’s a good fighter, that's for sure. But I've learnt a lot since the last time we fought,” Emma W later telling reporters later. “I’m all for fighting her a third time, when she’s ready for another beating.”

Stone not so cordial, by comparison, gnashing her teeth even when the medics are trying to check on her, forlorn AND angry at being asked about what happened in there tonight.

“Watson got f*cking lucky, that's what. She went down EASY the last time and you can bet she was in danger of going down tonight as well. Damn right we’re gonna have our rubber match: that’s gonna prove how much of a fluke she really is!”