Before: Carmen weighing her opportunities—Alba amongst the most lucrative options, but also perhaps the most vulnerable of the elite bantams: translates to good risk/reward. “Jessica’s shown punk many, many times,” Carmen smiles in prefight, “it’s her nature to quit when the going gets tuff. I can knock this witch out. I can outbox her. But even if I’m behind, I know that just by staying stong I can discourage her.”

Jessica keeping a stiff upper lip: until she stands up to pressure in a big fight, she’s going to be facing this kind of heat. “Carmen’s quit I more big fights than I cn count,” Alba shoots back, :everything she said about me, I could say double about her. All I know is, I’m the most gifted fighter in the game today and I’m here to take the belts. When the dust settles, Carmen’s going to be busted up, broken down, and wondering how I became the undisputed queen at 120.”

Britney Spears keeping a low profile, but no secret she’s committing BSE resources to get Alba over the hump. “I don’t like at as supporting Jessica so much as tearing Carmen down,” Britney tells BLONDE! magazine. “I won’t deny using Jess to break Carm has a certain appeal.”

Jessica in a taupy/brown bikini, halter top style and ring connected—Carmen in hot pink bikini, polo collar/halter style top, snug boy cut bottoms.

During R1: Carm in closed stance, left shoulder pointed at Alba, just slinking back from Jessica’s jab, slinking back, then DRILLING the counter right hand flush on the button. Alba sent reeling moments into the round—eyelashes fluttering, feet stamping for balance. Jessica brave as she rejects Carmen’s finishing flurry with licking, ropey left and right uppercuts—Electra clipped and clouted, bounces back outside to snarl, lick her wounds. Carmen prowling, flat footed, pointing her shoulder, moving her head in a sinuous roll, trying to coax Alex Alba’s jab in order to counter underneath to ribcage.

R2: Jessica loping, limber, sinewy: Carmen prowling, fluid, supple at the waist—lots of feinting, threat-and-fade moves from both women. Jessica with that loose, licking left hand—backhanding her jab, swiping her hook—Carmen verrrry respectful, mindful of that punch, Electra looking to roll and counter, shooting hard right hands into Jessica’s ribs underneath her extended left hand—Electra trying to suppress Alba’s left side. Down the stretch, Electra shows her superior handspeed in combination—she slips Alba’s jab, hooks he tits, swipes a hard right hand to jaw and catches Jess a final hook between the eye as Alba clatters backwards to ropes. Stunned Jess covers up as Carmen hops in—Electra splitting the guard with he head, chugging away lusty to jug at the bell, her breath happy and hot on Alba’s tightly clenched face. Ref has to pull Carmen off—she taunts Jessica with barking laughter, bringing shame rushing to Alba’s cheeks.

R3: Jessica shows her class—using her height, intercepting an overly aggressive Electra midring. Carmen caught ad pread out the jab—Alba able to uncoil some sinewy right hands, bending in and stroking them onto Carmen;s jaw, buzzing champ’s legs in the second minute. Electra hurt, wobbly butt—she covers up earmuff, posing for Alba’s loving, licking left and right uppercuts—Jess just dippin’ and rippin’ at the bell. Hard eye contact forced by Alba—both omen badly stung by the other through 3 dangerous heats.

R4: Jessica hanging back early, luring Carmen into a series of disastrous lunges—Electra leaping in from too far out, spearing herself on Alba’s stiff jab. Then getting spanked the right cross as Jess bends it in. Carmen bouncing well outside, circling wide—Jess goes over to offence, stalking the shorter woman, backhanding the jab, looking to close and work Electra over those limber, licking uppercuts. Carmen scooting, flushing brisk, shoe-shine combinations just to keep Jess off her, but it’s Alba’s round as blonde impose physicality on the bout, eats up the Electra lead on the cards.

R5: Jessica with supple, lead right hands early, twisting her torso, leading with her hips and stroking Carmen hard on the jaw—Electra forced to leg back with a look of concern. Alba stalking, growing in confidence, right hand twitchy and hungry beneath her chin. Carmen cut off, edges into a neutral corner, bounces off adjacent ropes and slip under a swiping slash of lefts and rights from Alba, coming up outside Jessi’s left shoulder and hooking challenger awkwardly in her left ear. ALBA’S STAGGERED! Weird angle-punch takes her off-balance—Electra quickly bodying Jess to ropes and jostling her with a series of shoulder-checks. Alba shabby behind her guard—Carmen rolls her shoulders to lick a tasty right/left off Jessica’s trembling trunks, drawing a moist groan of pain as Alba droops forward. Left uppercut Carmen, left hook in the liver, muscular push-up with the left shoulder and ANOTHER bloodcurdling hook in the waist—poor Jessica sobbing behind her mitts as Carmen starts to feast. Jug, jug—Carmen rolling her shoulders, bumping right/left quick off the rack, then BURYING that liver-seeking hook thick to the body again: Alba’s crippled! Jessica weeping behind her mitts, legs locked—she can’t get off, can’t get away and CARMEN’S GOING ALL IN! Electra grinning, loving it to the body with left uppercuts and chopping rights on the ear—Alba trying to rotate her torso but she’s so hurt—she’s not making Carmen miss a thing. Tasty jug-mugging sets up pay-off left hands stiff and shivering to the liver—Alba sobbing aloud, sitting in the ropes and THE REF STEPS IN! Carmen Electra screeching in exultation, lifting her mitts: she stops Jess Alba TKO5.

After: Alba blubbering about low blows, blubbering about shoddy treatment but bottom line: Carmen Electra roughed u a younger bigger, more talented fighter tonight. Electra dancing in her corner, hamming it up for cameras—she sashays inti the Alba corner like she’s inviting her out to dance, taking Jessica by the hands an slinking backwards to midring as weepy Jess sullenly follows along. Carmen putting he own stamp on the stiff and formal walk of shame—standing Jessica in one stop and dirty dancing all around he, Electra fluffing her own hair in ecstacy, mopping Alba with hai, putting her hands on Jessi’s hips from behind to gup her groin at Jessica’s buttocks, slinking round to gulp and grind against Jessica’s hips. Alba crying, arms crossed self-consciously, soft blonde hair matted to her head—it’s just one dancer glorying herslf at another dancer’s expense. Crowd digging it—Carmen shaking booty in victory wrth the price of admission for many in attendance.

Upon conclusion, Britney classy enough to console weeping Jessica in her corner and ALBA SLAPS BRITNEY’S FACE! Jessica bitter, screeching “YOU DID THIS!” and proceeding to go off on Spears—Britney finally showing the palm and walking away before she does something she’ll regret. Weeks to follow, Alba accuses Britney and BSE of sabotage, publicly blaming them for deliberately misguiding her in camp, tampering wuth her diet, generating a flawed fight plan—the works.


Reposted by Archer
9/27/21.