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16 October 2010 Catherine Bell vs Monica Bellucci

Page history last edited by Archer844 13 years, 5 months ago

 

 

 

Posted by for simguy on 10/16/2010, 6:38 am

 

 (Result: Simguy/words: Simgrrl)

Before: Fans buying tickets in droves; everyone expecting to see - as one blog put it - "the greatest jugg mugging of the modern era." Not everyone agrees, but there's no doubt the fight will certainly have two of the 'most famous racks of the modern era'! There's a long Italian history of obsession with jugg mugging with recorded events long before Sophia Loren, Gina Lollabrigida and Monica Bellucci made it popular. Historians trace its roots to the ancient Etruscans but it came to full fruition after Nubian slaves perfected the art in the Roman Colosseum during the reign of Caligula (37-41AD) an era when F-on-F fights were all the rage. Not only did slaves fight in the arena, but also freeborn men and women competed for fame and prize money with the women said to be "particularly brutal."


Since Monica is Empire Boxing's Head Trainer, her corner has long-time Bell buster Stacy Keibler and Bell's former KruZherZ stable nemesis, Kat Heigl as her seconds - both of them having a long and fractious history with Bell. In Bell's corner, The Academy's Head Trainer Sharon Stone is assisted by none other than 'The Golden Goddess' herself - Miss Charlize Theron. Charlize has faced Bellucci in the ring, boxing and wrestling, and more than once they've grappled on apartment carpets in the USA and Europe!

Bell and Bellucci have only met once before in the FCBA - almost a year ago to the day - and the result was a KO4 for Bell. But some of the so-called 'experts' argue the newly minted Hall of Famer Bell is no longer the fighter that she was just 12 months ago while Bellucci has undergone a renaissance of sorts since taking over head trainer responsibilities at Empire Boxing. It seems to have given Bellucci renewed dedication while forcing her to workout in the ring with her fighters more than she ever used to when she was younger and on her own.

While Bellucci hasn't won an FCBA fight since September 2007 - over three years ago - in Europe she's 15-6 over that same span, so her North American W-L record is somewhat deceiving and gives her stable cause for optimism.

"Bell should've retired years ago while she still had a reputation worth its weight! Now, she's just another pathetic old woman hanging on to dreams of past glory," Stacy Keibler said, speaking for Monica who continues to pretend she doesn't speak English when everyone knows she's just too full of herself to deign to speak to the 'media'.

"She's just another big, slow, Euro-trash fighter," Bell sniffs. "She likes to get you on the ropes, put her weight on you and make you carry her. Well, I won't be carrying her in this fight, I guarantee that." Cat holds up her right fist, "There's one antidote for a girl hanging on you, that's to knock her out and that's my plan for those Italian Zeppelins." (Meow!)

Prefight: Both women sullen, glaring eye contact. Two primo 'big woman' brunettes and everyone knows "there can be only one" so each is determined that 'one' will be her. There's hard feeling between the stables already and having two of their trainers battling isn't going to ease the tensions one whit!

Monica: black lace bikini; long glossy black hair straight, tucked behind her ears; black mid-calf boots. Cat: azure Academy bikini; hair cropped short; white shoes. Red gloves for both.

During R1: Bellucci working from outside the opening minute; pumping the jab; cautious during the feeling out process; neither fighter wanting to be the first to make a mistake in a contest where your first mistake could also be your last. Cat the aggressor, but not dramatically so; both women content to peck away with the jab until something develops. Second minute, Monica ups the ante; moving in to force Bell back onto the ropes. Monica chugging up into Bell's overflowing bra; Cat returning in kind; four fine breasts just a'jumping and a'jiggling - to the delight of the ringside fans! CAT'S ROCKED! Bellucci with a one-two-three to Cat's juggs, then slips a short right inside that puts a shimmy in Cat's long legs. Bell wrapping up around the shoulders; gives Monica a taste of what it feels like to carry a big woman's weight. Monica happy to let Cat lean on her - it exposes Cat's cleavage to some additional punishment. Cat grunting when Monica helps herself to some cat-a-lisciousness! Then it all goes horribly wrong! They're in a clinch when Cat suddenly lands a short, chopping, uppercut that gets clean onto Mon's chin. Bellucci has her arms extended; weight forward, when Bell leans in to a short right cross to the chin, swiveling Bellucci's head. DOWN GOES BELLUCCI! Monica's legs unhinge and she crumples to her knees; her face sliding down Bell's tummy. Cat grabs Monica by the shoulders and gives her a dismissive shove; sending her crashing over onto her back - her head bouncing on canvas; limp arms flailing above her head; legs bent at the knees, both feet to one side. Bell stops to admire the sight of Monica Bellucci's awesome, buxom, body, limp from head to toe, stretched out in quiet repose at her feet, then turns away smiling and blows on her gloves. Stunning KO1 for Cat Bell!

After: Pandemonium at ringside! Many never saw the punch that did the deed and replays in super-slo motion are needed to analyze it. Cat, ever the gracious one, is the first to reach Bellucci - even ahead of her own stunned fighters who are slow to react. Cat has Monica sitting up, rubbing the back of her neck when Heigl and Keibler arrive, then stand around wondering what to do. Cat slowly brings Bellucci around, then looks up at Keibler and tells her, "Let me show you how this is done - since I can tell you have no experience whatsoever yourself."

Cat drops Monica on her back, then straddles the groggy Italian's waist, her knees pinning Bellucci's gloves hands. Cat slowly leans forward, her heavy breasts swaying barely restrained inches from Monica's pasty white face. Heigl is the first to realize what is happening and she grabs Cat's shoulder. "Hey, wait just a min..."

Heigl doesn't get to finish because Theron, Stone and Swanepoel arrive to back up Cat who continues to press her big bosom down onto Bellucci's face, locking her head into her cleavage with both hands wrapped around it, sleekly muscled forearms rippling as she tightens her grip, Keibler and Heigl look around, but the rest of the Empire girls are still well away from the ring - something about their passes not being 'all access'? Monica blinks, her unfocused eyes fluttereing as she looks up into Cat's grinning face; her legs sweeping slowly back and forth; one knee lifting, then falling back. Monica's hands clasp Cat's ankles, trying in vain to free her arms. Cat rocks slowly, humming happily as Monica slowly drifts. Keibler grabs a fistful of Cat's hair and tries to pull her off, but Charlize slaps her hand down and elbows Keibler aside.

Cat looks up and winks at Stacy, "You just don't have what it takes to do this, Keebs. Pity!" then she continues to snuff out Monica whose legs kick, thrash and her hips buck as she fights for oxygen.

"Dammit!" Heigl screams. "Stoppit, you're killing her!"

"Am not!" Cat snickers.

"Are too!" Keibler says, again trying to pull Cat off of Monica. But again, Charlize shoves her away.

Stone and Swanepoel are blocking Heigl who hesitates to attack both of them, but then Miller, Menounos, Diaz, Atkinson and the rest of the Empire finally arrives...along with about twenty security guards hoping to prevent a wholesale free-for-all.

Cat stands up and Monica, her face pale and wan, gives a rattling gasp and then gulps a big breath. Everyone heaves a sigh of relief as Diaz kneels next to Bellucci and lifts her head into her lap.

Glaring up at Bell, Diaz tells her, "I'll get you for this if it's the last thing I do!"

Cat chuckled, and said, "Why wait? I didn't even work up a sweat tonight."

"You're on!" Diaz snarled. "As soon as I can get the go-ahead; you and me, babe!"

 

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