BOXING ON THE BEACH

Pt 1:

Posted by Simguy on 6/25/2004, 7:20 am.

Before: Rousing return to the beach for Jenny--placards reading “Give ‘er Hell O’Dell!” and so on--crowd warmly receiving their blonde-made-good back to then old neighborhood. Nobody happier than Cole to see the statuesque blonde on the dance card. “I’m excited,” admits Taylor, “the thought of knocking Jenny O’Dell out…I just never thought it would happen. This is so huge for me--beating Jenny definitely makes me Queen of the Beach!”

Nice opportunity for jenny as well. “Fighting at the highest levels in the FCBA, I don’t usually come in the experienced girl,” says Jenny; “here, against Cole, I get to see how far I’ve progressed. Taylor’s all keyed up, all pumped up to knock her out some Jenny O‘Dell--I’ve been there--I was that girl when I stepped up to Cat Bell. Now I get the chance to BE Cat Bell in the equation.  I really think I’m going to take this girl apart, and I’m going to do it like a pro.”

Jenny in green-blue vaguely fern-print bikini, biy cut trunks (depicted on the cover of some fitness magazine); Taylor in red bikini, red with white fern bottoms--ring posts set up directly in sand, bleachers, So. Cal.beach.

During R1: Taylor swishing across the sand, looking to set and slug--jenny meets her with a piercing jab, really bashing back brunette beauty’s face and bringing her to a complete halt midring. O’Dell’s eyes intense--she puts a tidy right hand in behind the stick, banging away straight one-twos--Taylor momentarily flustered, arms high to ward off blows as Jenny detonates bombs early. O’Dell with a half step back lures Taylor forward, then turns on a sneaky right hand to the chin,  shocking Cole--Jenny wrapping up her left around her--poor Taylor’s looking windblown. O’Dell reverses field, puts the jab back in Taylor’s face, gets brunette guard up and drives in with 100% Jenny behind a screaming right straight down into the gut--Cole grunting, rattled back in her heels with a pained expression--Jenny walks her down big-girl. O’Dell muscular, bodying Cole into the ropes, sliding her left arm under the brunette’s right, slumping Taylor forward and pumping up into her with thick, plunging rights. Crows shouting in time to the plugging abuse--Jenny looking out into the audience past her lumped foe, just burying her fist in Taylor’s goodness. Cole shabby, half-heartedly trying to wrap up around Jenny’s hips, but O’Dell’s the boss pounding away to the bell, then shoving Taylor upright against the ropes, swishing away across the sand as Cole snivels, hugs at herself.

R2: Taylor shrugs it off with pure youth--charging the mound on Jenny and backing her up. O’Dell retreating in good order--stepping back to run Taylor onto the jab, but blonde a little too selective--Cole swinging away, able to repeatedly get blonde back against the ropes. Spirited stuff from Taylor--Jenny upright, hands up, elbows in, receiving body blows on her ribs and waist as Cole bats away free-swinging lefts and rights. Blonde with a little tug on the head steps to the side and can buy a little time--but Cole persistent, maintains the pace--it’s Taylor `coming forward, being the aggressor, outworking Jenny. Cole playing to the crowd late--pushing and palming Jenny’s arms back at the ropes, then going jug with a scrubbing shoeshine, just dragging her knuckles back and forth across Jenny’s hulking rack. O’Dell sputtering with indignation, but controlling it--not letting Taylor get under her skin with the mugging.

R3: Taylor on Jenny again, only moreso, Cole’s laid a strong foundation of bodywork, now she bashes away up-torso, actively seeking jug and chin with clanging haymakers, O’Dell frequently laying back in the ropes, leaning away upright--Cole able to ring up the hips and waist, then bang away past the guard to the jaw, bang away past the guard to the jaw,  batting pretty blonde head to-and-fro, O’Dell not doing much offensively--the odd counter left uppercut off the rope--mostly she’s clinching, trying to control Taylor’s head, tugging her forward to spin her around, At the bell, Taylor with a muscular butst of spanking lefts and rights, body and ears on Jenny--crowd roaring as O’Dell gets rung up, obviously embarrassed as the ref moves in. Cole with a wild, taunting smile bac to her corner, black hair in her eyes and mouth as sea breeze picks it up--she takes the early lead on all cards/

R4: Jenny still professional, but busier, more constructive--looking to dictate rather than counter Cole, Jab sets the table--O’Dell really stepping into it, shocking Cole, halting her forward progression, forcing her to cover up, Jenny establishing rage--Cole can reach her with power shots, but Taylor’s a little wide--O’Dell able to beat her to punches with straight pokes, better timing. Jenny jabbing Taylor’s forehead to spank back the head, then diving in with scorching straight rights angled down into the gut--splattering blows backing Taylor up and discouraging her. Down the stretch--Jenny’s systematic bombardment adds up--Cole prompted to clinch woozy, reaching round Jenny’s back--O’Dell snarling as she slams away a few short right hands to the ear/jaw while snuggled in the grasp--getting more than a little forearm to leave Cole wobbly butt at the bell.

R5: Cole wants to attack…but gets brought up short by Jenny’s pulsing, pulverizing jab. O’Dell set in the stand and driving piston pokes onto Taylor--brunette covering up bewildered and hurt, bleeding from the nose as Jenny softens her up with stick. Long  rights to the body follow--Jenny gently turning her girl clockwise, easing around Taylor, touching her up, Cole’s offense sputtering, desperate--she’ll wing a wide right hand to Jenny’s head, get blocked and immediately answered as O’Dell chops a short right to the cheek while riding her left over Taylor’s right shoulder, Stop and go action, sporadic exchanges--Jenny getting the better of each session and you can se the effects on Taylor. Cole’s legs looking shaky, face glowing with punishment and she’s cringing as Jen gets into that muscular body. Expressive eyes betray Taylor--pinched, almost plaintive look--Jenny’s really dimmed her opponent’s ferocity through 5.

O’Dell/Cole conc.

Posted by Simguy on 6/25/2004, 7:22 am.

R6: jenny imposing her will now, very bossy with Cole, constantly dictating terms to Taylor. Earl jabs disconcert the luscious brunette, exploding off her face, dazzling her--she’s starting off on her heels too much and Jenny’s taking advantage. O’Dell fighting big--she’ll score, then ease in close, reach her left arm around Taylor to body her back, forcing constant sweaty retreat on Taylor. Jenny working the younger woman’s body like a pro--straight right hands as Jen steps in to carry the punch to the pit of the stomach, packing it in thick. Cole shouting aloud on the occasional body shot, hips shooting back, falling into Jenny’s arms --O’Dell able to hold and hit from there as Taylor gets weepy from the constant body banging. Rounds ends with Taylor pinned against the ropes--Jenny reaching her left in to push Cole’s right arm back, then driving in with gutting rights to the body, drawing boozy shouts of pain from poor Taylor. Cole left shabby at the ropes, hugging herself--Jenny with a smoldering look of satisfaction before turning to swish back to her corner.

R7: All jenny O’Dell--Taylor badly broken down in her legs and body, face blanched--she still wants to fight but Jenny’s really drained that tank. O’Dell smells weakness, lays in cheek to cheek--Taylor crossing arms, just trying to stay low, minimize exposure, O’Dell RIPPING at the body snap-snatching rights and lefts, keeping her head in close to Taylor’s edging brunette backward after lighting her up the beef, Cole woozy, not holding her ground, pain splashing across her face as Jenny digs up into her. O’Dell with nice lead shoulder bumps and rubs, nudging Cole back, then turning to tasty right hands tight to the cheek, smashing Taylor’s sleepy face to the side, O’Dell’s busy, but not wild--she’s setting and getting on Cole, good strapping leverage on everything, always stepping her girl back Taylor SO discouraged at the bell, stomach muscles twitching involuntarily, face tired and lumping up--Jenny looks her over like she’s analyzing where to go next.

R8: Jenny locating Taylor with the jab, busting her up top to get Cole’s tried guard to rise, then sliding in cozy to lick away waist and ribs just beneath the jugline. Taylor sobbing aloud at the fresh torture, FINALLY goes to her knees in the sand, eyes squeezing out tears. Sunny smile Jenny-she wishes to a neutral corner as Cole somehow gets herself together for 8. O’Dell wading in, sweeping the wide right  to the body, warping Cole’s frame picking her up the hook on the ear--Taylor stumbling to her left. Jenny punching brazen--nothing’s coming back--she’s just pitching rights to the head, stroking the body and flanks when Cole bends too far forward. Midway through, Taylor recoiling from a batting flurry to her waist, staggering away with hands low--Jenny steps with, rings her up that walking barrage of lefts and rights on the face on the face and drops Cole to her buttocks at the ropes! Taylor staring, out of it--gathers herself AGAIN and refuses to go out. Jenny O’Dell marches in with just under a minute--jabbing to the mouth, reaching the left in to push Taylor’s right arm back, then sailing amidships with horrific, beefy right, jenny just heaping it on--taking the time to prop Taylor, guide one or the other arm out of the way, then plug ‘er proper with the free mitt. Cole gagging on pain, sinks to all fours at the bell as hungry Jenny is pushed back. Blonde’s furious glare concentrated on her foe’s glossy back: Jenny wants this.

R9: They ask her, but Cole refuses to quit on her stool. Brunette struggles out of her corner a ruined beauty--Jenny all business as she moves in to mop up. Digging beat down issued--O’Dell laying in strong, palming the hips or arms of her girl, then ripping either hand to the midsection. Cole unable to punch at this point, raw grimace on her battered gavce, legs stumbling and staggering under Jenny’s irresistible attack. Taylor wilting to the ropes and Jenny’s just flogging her--rigid, straight arm hooks on the flank or waist, tuff shoulder bumps setting up those tight, curling rights on the cheek, crippling left uppercuts to the chin, then it starts all over again in the gut. Cole’s face a blasted blank, void of expression--eyes dimming as Jenny stays on her with muscular shoving, punching mauling, it’s all too much--Taylor bravely goes beyond all endurance, but eventually crumbles under the drumming attack--O’Dell stepping back to allow brunette to pitch face forward to the sand, out cold. KO9 Jenny O’Dell in brutal beach fashion.

After: Jenny glowing under a hot summer sun--shows she’s lost none of that beach killer instinct in demolishing a rambunctious young challenger. “She’s got jenny O’Dell heart,” says Jen of the so-called “O’Dell Lite” Cole, “but I don’t know about the rest of her. She’s very raw--as I was--but I don’t see the talent to move beyond the beach the way I did.” Is she happy with the performance? “Oh absolutely! it’s great to be back on the beach, bur I didn’t let that go to my head. I mean, I could have just swapped shots with her beach style and maybe got caught with something stupid, but I learned a lot from my Cat Bell experience, I took my time with this girl--she’s young and strong, so I worked on her body, wore out those legs, She likes to come forward so I jabbed her, I got my body on her, I frustrated her spirit. Like I said--I just felt I was too professional for this girl and it showed.“ Any thought of carrying Cole past 10 for the fans? “Oh no,” Jenny grins, “You don’t get to see these babies on free cable. These are strictly Pay Per View, boys!”

Reposted by Archer 11/2/10.