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3 November 2010 Laetitia Casta vs Elisabeth Rohm

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Posted by simguy on 11/3/2010, 9:34 pm

BEFORE: "She's a tired fighter," Rohm says of Laetitia in prefight. "I know girls have said that before - especially when Casta left Tech - and 'Tish made them pay for it - but this time it's different. I really saw Laetitia give way against Cassidy - we all saw it - and it's a jungle out here, baby: once you show weakness, it only gets worse." Casta returning to her sullen silence with English language press - suffice it to say she's a 100 fight ace; she doesn't believe she's shopworn; she's ready to crush Rohm's hopes and dreams. Liz in baby blue bikini top/navy bottoms; white gloves; long blonde hair loose. Casta in white bikini trimmed in royal blue; long brown hair loose; white gloves.

During R1: Rich, spanking fare toe-to-toe - fighters showing keen interest in one another's bodies. Rohm fighting out of loose crossed arm - tilting herself forward, chucking 'em in tuff and compact, bouncing mitts off French biceps/chest/waist/ribs with thumping gusto. Casta whacking away in response...pumping left/right/left hup-hup style to Rohm's gut, then drawing the left arm back, popping hips-right and really shellacking that extra left hook loud to body. Lis' lips pursing - she's gasping from Casta's thudding authority down there: 'Tish bangs points out of stubborn blonde body in the first.

R2: Same again - very little maneuvering - girls just assuming strong crouching stances, settling in shoulder to shoulder, taking turns plowing torso. Faces thoughtful: it's girls at work; girls concentrating hard on a problem. Lis' punches bounce tart off tummy/tits/arms - good meating thump applied to French torso. Casta equal to it - busily going body with rapid left/right/left patterns - then loading up that extra left hook to really sock it home. Rohm grimacing, giving ground: it's Casta winning the exchanges, walking Lis down, initiating the next sequence.

During the break - Lis shakes off her trainer who's asking for more boxing: "No: I got this," Lis growls.

R3: Same again - blonde electing shoulder to shoulder attrition - convinced that Casta doesn't have 10 hard rounds in her. Tish laying in, banging away: thick, strapping fare underneath as fighters lean in, get off strong. Rohm finally outworking Laetitia - white gloves bouncing off French curves, then brawny blonde shoulder bumping French chest and moving Casta back. 'Tish gritting teeth, slugging in receipt - but Lis has initiative, now forcing the tide of battle onto French shores.

R4: Shoulder to shoulder continues: Casta regains lost momentum. It's that extra left hook in Casta's patterns - the big arm swing, the hip rotation: she's smacking the crap out of Rohm's sturdy body with it. Lis pursing lips, exhaling hot, stepping out/walking around. Both bodies pink and throbbing from abuse, but Rohm looking disheveled, achy: Casta all hard-eyes, forward-steppin' as she walks her blonde down.

R5: Rohm DIGGING hooks to Casta's breadbasket - blonde girl leaning in snug, tucking short left hands home with spank. Casta wincing/gurgling - giving ground: Blonde aggressively forward - alternately pushing Casta in her shoulders, or reaching under her arms to walk her back. CASTA'S CORNER: Rohm bodies 'Tish into her home turnbuckles - jostles and props her, crouches, gets to work. Brawny blonde beat down ensues - Rohm on Casta's doorstep - beating her tummy with both hands/blonde shoulders rolling. Casta grumpy - left across tender middle; right palm-out at her left cheek...she's hardly punching back by the bell.

R6: Rohm jabbing to close, getting her left shoulder snug to Casta's tits, then blonde girl works, keeping it short n' snappy. Combination of punches/pushes/bumps/body-ups walks Casta into her home turnbuckles again: Rohm reaching under French arms, compressing and stacking curvy brunette before processing her. Lis camping out in Casta's corner, working her: white gloves spanking loud off Laetitia's torso/arms - punctuated by Rohm's brawny left shoulder bumping Casta into compliance. Laetitia's output dropping to a trickle: she's a sullen beauty suffering on turnbuckles, trusting her curves to soak up the hurt until Rohm gets tired. Bell: Lis pushing off all big-girl sweaty: hair straight and heavy with moisture now as she stalks away.

R7: Rohm marches on Casta: Tish crammed back into her corner as Lis sets up shop. Systematic, grinding abuse applied in scientific fashion: Lis reducing her foe with teutonic efficiency. Casta slumping, open-mouthed: she's disheveled, weary - left across her gut/right at left cheek - sponging punches. Series of HARD, short right hands pounds at Casta's left flank, turning her right shoulder into the corner. Rare left hook to head caroms off Casta's forehead, stunning her...she topples backward into ropes, suddenly undone. Rohm plowing rack with muscular palm-down right/lefts, then hooking Casta's wide-open chin. French girl skidding helplessly to her left along ropes...blonde stalking her, knuckles together at chest. Another pounding assault - another - Rohm attacking Casta along ropes, beating her tits, tummy, chin until French girl starts sliding/stumbling again. Casta hits neutral corner in free-fall: Rohm steps into French gut via plugging right hand; shifts stance while pushing Casta's shoulders up, then ramming left hand deep to gut. Poor Casta pitching forward, mouth open wide/eyes shut tight: Rohm with an angle on French left flank chops a hateful right down on ribs, taking Casta just above left hip. Sickening body-shot thump...Casta groans, pitching face-first into canvas, spreading out on her belly with arms underneath her, hugging her guts. It's over: Casta writhing in gutshot agony...Rohm's the KO7 victrix.

After: Rohm parading, looking steamy/strong: she takes Casta into a sauna tonight, uses her up in brutal fashion. "Casta's a master-boxer: boxing her is a mistake," Rohm says of her decision to got Tish head-on. "She was strong early, but her reserves are shallow - she just doesn't have the will to go 10 anymore, and I knew if I could stay on her hard, she'd go." Rohm choked in days to come when Cassidy Freeman's comments come to light: Freeman basically claiming credit for reducing Casta to a manageable lump for Rohm to clean up. "I made it easy for her," Freeman asserts.