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31 January 2020 Tasya Teles vs Erica Durance

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OFFICIAL FCBA "NEW YEAR, NEW FACES" PPV

 

Posted by Lookout! Boxing on January 31, 2020, 9:48 am

 

 

TASYA TELES (34 y/o, 5 ft 9, FCBA Debut) vs ERICA DURANCE (41 y/o, 5 ft 8, W: 43, L: 24)

Results: Lookout!, Writing: Bonzo

Before: Canadian actress Tasya Teles, known for her stint on television‘s THE 100, got signed by Bonzo‘s Gym early in 2020. She‘s going to make her debut in PPV spotlight against former 3-time lightweight champion Erica Durance. Erica easily used to be considered one of the best pound-for-pound fighters on the planet: bad fortunes and a loss of management have moved her out of the FCBA spotlight recently. Her latest fights have been an embarrassing loss to bantamweight Kira Kosarin and a defeat of Cobie Smulders – she since hasn‘t been active since 2018.

Tasya Teles will be her new stable‘s first lightweight since Ali Larter. How does it feel to follow in the footsteps of a former champion?

“Well, it‘s an honour,“ Tasya says. “I‘m proud that the stable‘s opened up a lightweight department again. I‘m going to be patient, but I‘m already lickin‘ my fingers at all the amazing fighters I will get to meet – Yvonne Strahovski, Mary Winstead, Taylor Swift, you name ‘em. Bonzo‘s Gym‘s all about competing for titles. I wouldn‘t have gotten signed if they didn‘t think me up for that job – and I‘m going to prove them right!“

“She‘s apparently got the mind of a 20-year old,“ Erica sniffs and interrupts. “Who‘s ever heard of a 34-year old debutante who‘s stormed the ranks to become a world-class lightweight? Yeah, right. And how I could not hit that big chunk of a nose she‘s got there? It‘s like an invitation. I‘ve got plenty of respect for Bonzo‘s Gym – but Tasya‘s nothing more than a mildly cute journeywoman who can work rounds with Amanda Righetti when she needs to spank a lightweight sparring partner.“

“Good that you mention her,“ Tasya hisses. “She‘s told me all about what I need to beat your washed-up ass, girl. Kira did, too. A bantam. Hrrmph.“

“But you‘re not them, Tas! It‘s pretty simple: there‘s no bigger mistake in boxing than thinking you can use Erica Durance as a friggin‘ stepping stone. It‘s an insult, girl – and you, Tas, will have to pay.“

Fight night attire: Both girls lithe, tall, athletic: Erica‘s sporting a bright red strappy one-piece swimsuit, black boots, hair in two braids – Tasya‘s in a blue shoulderless bra, black string bikini bottoms, laced at her hips (as per bikini photo reference), her hair long, loose.






Fight: R1: Erica jabbing fierce ‘n determined: she‘s trying to re-awaken her power-jabbing days of yore! Hard, smacking shots land upside Tasya‘s forehead/temple – steady drill of right hands follows. Hard, steady rhythm‘s got Tasya blinking, reacting late, opening up her guard: swooping power drills thru Teles‘ mitts – Erica‘s fists tap to Tasya‘s jaw-line/ears, send her sputtering alongside the perimeter. Turnbuckle: wide A stance, as lanky Tasya firms, her hands clasped at ears/cheeks – Durance just storms-to, leans in mighty, sucking welcome-to-the-FCBA bashes to either side of Teles‘s strong mid-riff, pounding flat, hard against that toned meat. Such a fast rhythm as Erica‘s letting her hands go: short jumps via legs/hips get her close – short, curling punches snap n‘ smack at Tasya‘s waist-line/rack. Durance taking her time: series of pounds followed by spurts/hops to outside, lengthy jabbing rhythms from well outside. Drilling left jabs/hook pound to Tasya‘s head/mitts, rock her off stance. A bouncy Erica‘s staying on toes n‘ heels: mitts up/palms out, as punches chip away on rookie Tas – steady jabs, slanting right hands to tummy/mid-riff.

Mid-round: short, hard exchange as girls are squared off near ropes – choppin‘ lil‘ hook to Tasya‘s mouth/chin picks the rookie up hard, sends her reeling away on wobbled, unhinged legs! Teles fades to ropes to stay there – and Erica‘s drubbing her! Long, lean Tasya sitting in ropes, legs trembling, bending down and low – roundhouse rights pound to her flanks, as hard lil‘ hooks n‘ crosses club to her ears/jawline. Bell: a smouldering glance of dominance down her foe‘s hunched frame, Erica – “Not in my class, girl“, she blurts out.

R2: A classy veteran‘s show of force – precise double, triple jabs dominate mid-ring canvas, force Tasya into hectic retreats, baby-steps, back-pedals, shut out n‘ controlled at the hard end of Erica‘s jab stick! Durance so bouncy, mobile, frequently staying on her toes n‘ heels, swivelling those hips to tuck in mean lil‘ body hooks to Tasys‘s proud, athletic frame. Teles wants to commit into answer jabs, bringing that prepared poke herself: slinging left uppercut from Erica‘s lap feeds to her mouth, rocking her again, eyes all hurt and confused! Erica‘s all smiles as she stalks a fading Tasya to ropes/turnbuckle, sets up a mean body siege – Durance staying low and bendy, sitting her girl into ropes via slam-bang pounds to flanks/biceps/ribs. Mid-round: Erica‘s stance supple, mobile, clearly enjoying herself – girls rotate clockwise, trading jabs/right hands. Erica‘s jab the more authoritative weapon, her poke picking up Tasya to mouth/forehead – lots of head-jerks, lil‘ jolts to left/right as Teles struggles to work against Durance‘s world class lefty.

Final minute: trade of jabs – hard, flat shot lands to Tasya‘s mouth again, back-pedals her out, her legs stompin‘ a little. Erica leans in hard, aggressive: good timing from Tasya shifts her weight to right foot – AND WALKS ERICA INTO A RIGHT HAND BLAST! Short, curled shot timed well, lands a throbbing beat on Erica‘s startled mouth/cheek, corkscrews her body to starboard, legs all quivering helpless. Durance pedalling to ropeside, hands low – she‘s glassy-eyed, her lips parted in shock, torso all kinked outta balance. Tasya: a snarl, a smile – she finally gets to work! Erica‘s butt slumps hard against top rope, hands in tight earmuff at both sides of skull – and she‘s getting ransacked! Slamming lefts n‘ rights pound flat against either side of Erica‘s strong flanks/lats...short lil‘ jab/right hook combo splits Durance‘s mitts, frolics her head to-n‘-fro…thundering right hands pitch hard into the deep of Erica‘s tender tummy!

Bell: Durance‘s a slumping, glassy-eyed beauty – Tasya pounds her own chest hard n‘ proud, raising mitts as crowd gasps, shouting out loud at the rookie comeback.

R3: Tasya suddenly springy, aggressive, pinging jabs to Erica‘s face/guard as girls rotate, pivot clockwise – Durance leaning and slipping shots, STAMPS back a hard double jab to Tasya‘s mouth, pre-empting her brunette foe, timing her smoothly. And again: Tasya‘s torso sloshes forward, jab a-slingin‘ – Erica with a smooth side-step, and the hard pound-back jab to Teles‘s mouth! Back-pedalling retreats, Tasya, showing off those athletic legs, her right hand curled at right eye, left hand slinging at gut, slowly rotating to ropes.

Early scenes of siege at ropes: Tasya‘s legs dig in, as she‘s edging her left shoulder into Erica‘s frame, shoving her off, clipping her shots across the flanks/lats – Durance staying nice n‘ tight, smacking away healthy at Tasya‘s ears/raised mitts with plenty of wallop. Lithe beauties all in the zone, shoulder to shoulder, fighting for every inch of canvas: wide shots SMACK to tummy/ribs – short, hard, PULVERIZING uppercuts clip to ears/cheek/jawlines. A short right hand drifts to Tasya‘s mouth, tosses her head back with a nasty snap – she‘s punched onto her heels, eyelashes blinking as Erica‘s weight-of-shot puts her in hurt!

Mid-round: Tasya starts to match Erica‘s output in thudding mid-ring exchanges as girls lean into right hand blasts, and hook deep for opposing tummy. Erica‘s jab‘s piercing precision makes the difference – short, timed punches repeatedly STING to Tasya‘s mouth/eyes, keep her poked, a lil‘ hurt n‘ dizzy. Final minute: Durance‘s in tight control, as Teles falls off the pace, stung and shut out by Erica‘s educated left hand – a nice lil‘ swelling lumps up on Tasya‘s cheek! Down the stretch: rangy footwork, steady jabs – Durance frequently stepping-to, steering Tasya back with healthy palms n‘ shoves, burying a thick right hand into Tasya‘s tummy/ribs right at the bell that‘s got Teles all hunching up in hurt, grimacing. Hard-eyed glance, Erica Durance – she‘s looking for rookie quit in proud Tasya‘s eyes!

R4: Erica‘s masterful jab‘s in control, putting Teles into a confused defense right out of the gate. Left jab‘s initiating exchanges: short palms-down hooks into tits/shoulder make Tasya feel the power, steer-force her backward – left shoulder-bumps drive Tas further out, as lil‘ bumps n‘ punts destroy her stance, frustrate n‘ hurt her. Timing, precision: hard series of bumpin‘, tappin‘ jabs/hooks land to Tasya‘s face/mitts, brushing up her forehead – Tasya‘s head knocks back behind mitts, as legs stutter-step, and eyes blink fast. Erica jogging alongside the perimeter, hands slung low when outta range, as Tasya‘s covering up behind mitts – sudden fast spurt back, Tasya, DROPS THE RIGHT HAND to Erica‘s unsuspecting chin! Durance leans out late as Teles steps in, eyes a-blaze: massive righty blitz JOLTS to Erica‘s jawline, puts her wobbly-butt, as strong legs turn to jello! Second time Erica‘s walked into Tasya‘s right hand tonight, and she‘s flabbergasted – a stiff jab pokes to mouth as Erica‘s jog-hops away! Her stance‘s broken, her torso tilting rightward – hectic hops/pedals take Erica out counter-clockwise from Tasya‘s greedy jab!

Mid-round, turnbuckle: Erica‘s stooping forward behind her mitts – Tasya shifts weight left (slingin‘ hook beneath Erica‘s elbow), shifts right (long, pounding right missing upside Erica‘s slipping forehead), shifts left again (tappin‘ left cross to ear/mitt). Durance wide-legged at ropes, mitts at ears, looking sulky n‘ embarassed as a lightweight rookie‘s going to town on her proud chassis: flat, hard POUNDS against Erica‘s breasts/ribs – short, ripping hooks find the tender meat behind Erica‘s clasped elbows, rocking her world. Final minute: Erica‘s able to dose the fire, bring in stiff, solid jabs, but she‘s backing up from Tasya‘s righty! That right hand from Teles has got her foe‘s respect now: wide, pounding overhead shots have Erica blinking in confusion, head leaning to left/right/back, reacting hectically to every twitch!

Down the stretch: Tasya steps-to, using a left shoulder bump to Erica‘s jaw, tucking a double straight-right to Durance‘s paunch, sucking it hard to flat, toned tummy! Girls entwined in clinch at bell: a lil‘ whisper in Erica‘s ear – “Ready, Erica? I‘m about to punch you sleepy!“ Durance blinks, can‘t find an answer before ref shoves girls off.

R5: Erica can still trust that jab to make a difference: same piercing precision, same timing, same power. Girls blast punches: a short left uppercut pops up off Tasya‘s rack, short right hand clacks to jaw-line/cheek! Jolt to chin‘s got Tasya blinking fast, back-pedalling, hands outstretched – Teles SMITES back a low rib-roaring hook upside Erica‘s trunk-line as Durance leans in hard-jabbing. Girls in wide-legged, broad stances, pitching into low body shots: stunning shrug-left uppercut stoops beneath Tasya‘s right breast, gurgling her into a grimace – Tasya tosses back the righty hook underneath Erica‘s jaw, tumbling away after shot. Erica lunges: stiff, pokin‘ jab thuds to Teles‘s right cheek, short-shrug right hook pounds to left jawline – Tasya‘s roaming away from the hurt!

Mid-round: Tasya‘s got stamina, smoothly legging out to sides/back, leaning upper torso out of Erica‘s tik-tok jabs – lots of posing, feinting, hopping on the spot, but Durance‘s steady jab drum‘s got Tasya spooked, pre-empted here. Tempo‘s fast as Erica stalks a bobbin‘, weavin‘ Tas, spreads her out to ropes/corner, lefty pumping hard. Ropes: healthy slaps, buffets across Tasya‘s ears, as she‘s arched off the ropes, broad-legged, mitts at sides of head. Tasya: absorbing – she‘s grimly trying to roll her shoulders, duck n‘ slip, leg out to left/right when available. Hot tussle, as Erica‘s stepping back, then leaning in righty: Tas SLIPS the crashing right hand, ties up squirmy around Durance‘s waist. Erica pretty much being a bully inside the clinch – she‘s wriggling free, spinning, TOSSING pretty Tas against the ropes, immediately landing a hard-thud straight to her right breast that freezes Tas into guh-oh hurt. Stern finger wiggle as ref‘s warning Erica against the shenanigans: it‘s the body hurt that counts, though.

Final minute: Erica‘s power-jabbing‘s walking Tas down, sends her tight behind mitts, pedalling out. Slapping shots pound at Tasya‘s ears/raised mitts, clobbering her, belting her – just as she‘s stepping back, Tasya‘s slipping Erica‘s gorgeous right hand blast, comes back up via the short, SMITING left hook to Durance‘s jaw! And Erica‘s stunned! Confused lil‘ hops walk Erica away, eyes all hurt – Tasya LEAPS forward in her pursuit, pitching it ALL into a hard, massive overhand right uppercut upside Erica‘s temple! And it friggin‘ hits like a freight train! Hard thud rolls Erica‘s eyes back, sends her sprawling down immediately! Durance‘s pitched onto her back, flabbergasted, groaning in confusion: poor Erica‘s in stupor, her head lolling a lil‘ from left to right and back, eyes clicking open, shut. Tasya turns away from the rubble, screaming, batting her mitt atop a cable in triumph – she‘s just pasted out a former lightweight champion in an impressive KO5 for her debut, Tasya Teles!

After: “Stay down, old lady“, Tasya shouts down at a stupefied, groaning Erica Durance – it‘s a heartbreaking pound-out of a former legend, P4P contender and multi-time champion as GREEDY rookie fists belt her down and out for future glory! Tasya‘s leggy stamina, hard punching power should be enough to have pundits take note of her, although Erica Durance‘s simply no longer the kind of opponent she was a decade ago. “I hope this pretty much establishes me as a major future force at light,“ Tasya announces enthusiastically. “I mean, how could it not? Erica couldn‘t hurt me at all, but my fists? Ruined her. Nobody‘s safe at lightweight now.“

 

 

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