Posted by Simguy on 7/7/2006

Before:
 "Fighting Britney reminds me of the Jennie Garth wars," Lindsay recollects in prefight. "It's going to be Britney's ring, just like it was Jennie's show - and guess what? Being the big star didn't help Garth and it's not going to help Spears. I'll wear Britney down and stop her - you watch." Spears basking in the glow of post-partum ring success - new style has its critics, but if it ain't broke, Britney won't be fixing it. "It's not about being lazy and not wanting to train or make weight," Spears says at the dais. "My new style is about leverage and efficiency - I've got pound for pound maybe the strongest legs in boxing: when I plant and push off with them, I hurt girls. People say I'm taking too much punishment, but my opponents are taking more - just ask Dani. My fights are more brutal now, it's true - but girls are realizing what it's going to take to compete with me now and they can't hack it. That sounds like a winning formula to me." Britney in white bikini, wearing her straw cowboy hat to the ring. Lindsay in red/white candy cane stripe bikini top, solid red bottoms - wearing white cowboy hat to the ring. White gloves, both vixens.

During R1: Conventional brawl midring - both girls jabbing, bending at the waist, hurling right hands and falling in chest to chest for breaks. Price with some splashy haymakers to Britney's ribs - pasting either side of the plate early, but Spears answering big-girl, backing Price up with a walking barrage of lefts and rights to drive Lindsay ropeside at the halfway mark. Britney snarling, staying right on top - bumping and slugging as Linds gets ragdolled and PRICE TAKES A KNEE! Lindsay wide-eyed, breathing through pursed lips - clearly astonished at the heft of Spears' punching. After 8, it's Britney attacking Lindsay at the ropes - Price defending the pocket: hunching her shoulders, twisting and rolling, taking the edge off Spears' thunder with cutey-pie slipping defense and canny clinches to the bell.

R2: Spears with the big 10-8 lead, settles comfortably into the ropes: she'll slip and counter Lindsay to pieces now. Price cautiously approaching the pocket - sticking her jab into Britney's breasts or tummy, ducking down, then jumping in to clinch and body Spears up against the ropes. Britney managing her opponent's weight, trying to cuff and swat at Price in the clinch - but BOTH beauties very adept at holding and hitting. Lindsay initiating, getting her body on Spears, but not moving her hands as much - Britney riding her left behind Lindsay's head, clouting her short right hands on the cheek, or tucking tidy to the midsection - blonde gets the better of brunette in a sweaty second.

R3: Price undeterred as she approaches the pocket when Britney sets up on her patch of canvas against the ropes. Spears right hand stacked atop her left, torso hunching forward as she watches Price creep close - Spears eases herself upright into the ropes, or rotates her upperbody around, turning her shoulders - just relaxed, smooth, but constant movement. Price concentrating hard, jabbing at Britney's chest, then jumping in on her - Lindsay actually thinking clinch first, punch second. Both girls warned for holding behind the head and hitting. Both with a nice, swiping, compact delivery to the ribs and tummy of her opponent - just twisting the hips/torso and caressing opposition beef. Price nice and rough with her head - drawing grimaces from Britney, making Spears turn her face to the side when the girls bump in close. And Lindsay's working Britney's biceps early - swatting and clubbing at them, then crowding on to smother receipts. Beefy third goes to Price: she's very at home in the slop, doesn't mind wallowing with Britney one bit.

R4: Battle lines are drawn: Britney sets up at the ropes, tilting, leaning, rotating her torso, hands low, but always ready to either clinch or swipe tidy strokes. Price stabilizing Britney with a sticking jab to chest or tummy, then plunging on top, flattening Spears against the ropes, making her take weight, mauling her in the clinches. Steady flow of warnings from the ref: both girls sliding the opponent into greasy headlocks, or locking up tight behind her elbows, or getting little headbutts for position inside - it's subtle, but very, very rough in there. Britney really separates herself on the strength of one punch: a slick, licking right uppercut off the right foot - Price chin-clipped, momentarily wobbly butt, hangs on hurt for a ref's break.

R5: Price has her way: Britney slick at the ropes, but not punching back at all, takes a bad beating this round. Lindsay smart off the jab, bodying up on Spears, then holding and hitting her - first time Britney's really had a taste of her own medicine from a girl. Linds able to smear Britney sideways to ropes, leaning on Spears with the left forearm up top to double Brit over, then pounding away right hands to the exposed left flank. Constant bicep-bashing putting a frowning pout of complaint on Britney's face - Price doing yeoman's work on Spears' brawny pipes, raising ugly bruises from shoulder to elbow. Jugs? Price shrugging up in there, really bumping away in close. Stem to stern, bell to bell - Lindsay works Britney over thick, sends blonde panting, throbbing back to her corner for repairs.

R6: Price's got something going pestering Brit with the flat-footed jab, fixing her position, then plunging on top with full body smear: Spears hard pressed as she's pancaked into ropes. Now it's mostly Lindsay holding and hitting - pulling Brit's head down with the left and stuffing her right hands amidships and jug, or cramping her up sideways to the ropes and working her over righty. Spears trying to dip side to side and slosh those heavy counters onto Linds - occasionally clouting Price - but Lindsay getting more of it her own way. Britney tiring down the stretch, trying to tie up around Price's hips: Lindsay keeps working, scooping both hands at Britney's exposed ribs, lats and flanks - digging into the meat as Spears just soaks it up glum.

R7: Lindsay looking very strong, very forceful as she pours herself at waning Brit. Spears frowning, petulant, grimacing as her body is tucked into, or face is clouted aside. Lindsay beating Britney's arms numb - just short, swiping clouts as girls grind foreheads - Spears not answering back, just letting leather splash off her fleshy hide. Down the stretch, Price getting little rolling uppercuts - thick lefts and rights clipped tight, picking Britney's head up. Spears just standing there, taking uppercuts when Price dips left, RIPS a licking left hook in behind Britney's elbow with baseball-bat impact. Gurgling cry, Spears drops groaning to all fours, viciously gut shot. Price resplendent, almost giddy as she prances away, grinning huge into the BSE corner as ref barks 8. Mop up: Britney stooped forward, ashen faced, covered up earmuff: Price tongue pink between her lips as she squares away, lugging leather up into the Spears paunch - big, juicy lefts and rights, plenty of hip-twitching leverage as Lindsay sinks 'em in. Bell: Britney aghast, wobbly butt, sobbing for breath; Lindsay with a look of sheer, undisguised delight as she looks struggling Spears over.

R8: Spears ragged in the pocket, sluggish, sullen & hurt. Lindsay bright-eyed, focused - moving in close to carry her right hand to the pit of Britney's throbbing stomach, then dipping left to dig an evil left hook in behind Spears' right elbow. Give Brit credit - she answers back a left/right/left series of choppy little uppercuts out of the crouch, leaning back into the ropes with the motion and covering up her face. Linds back with a muscular, strapping left/right against the waist - fists landing with a beefy CHUP! CHUP! Spears groans forward behind her mitts: Price rubs her back with the left shoulder, bumping Brit for tidy little cuff-hooks and chop right hands to the head. Brit breaking down, swooning, loosening up - Price able to punch through the guard, or pull Brit's hands down - really opening up the chest and head for clubbing business. Middle minute a long, bad one for Spears as she lolls on her hips, shipping punishment, looking drowsy. Lindsay very disciplined, keeping everything short n' sharp, beating Britney's head and shoulders, but fitting the odd shot heavy to the body, just to shake Spears up. Britney slumping forward to clinch - but Lindsay's just stacking her up, wriggling out of it and answering to the midsection with kneading lefts and rights: Spears unable to tie up effectively as brunette keeps working. There goes Britney's mouth piece - dribbling down across her chest - she droops forward, stumbling off the ropes as Linds steps back, keeps hands moving to continually pick Britney up. Price hup-hup-hupping - little rising lefts and rights taking Spears in her breasts and mouth - Brit way out over her feet as she staggers and GOES DOWN! Spears trembling, out of it - she's trying to pick up her mouthpiece with her glove as the 10 count passes her by! KO8 in hardworking fashion - Lindsay Price!

After: Price lifting her mitts, strutting and hooting happily - huge win over Britney puts Linds back in the limelight - but don't tell her it's an upset! "Anybody who thought I was an underdog to Britney doesn't know boxing," Price blurts at reporters in postfight. "I'm too big and strong to get muscled by her. Look at the way I rode her - I out-Britneyed Britney tonight!" Spears badly shaken in her corner - head bowed, hands up on either corner-rope - face lumped up from Lindsay's billygoat work and nifty punching; body tender and throbbing. Is the punishment adding up, or did Britney just have an off-night? You be the judge.