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5 August 2011 Blake Lively vs Bar Refaeli

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Posted by simguy on 8/5/2011, 8:32 pm

BEFORE: "When I'm on, no model on Earth can stand against me," Blake says in all sincerity. "Take Theron: I brought the model out of her, and I'll get to Bar the same way. See - they fight, they compete, but they're little hot-house flowers who wilt in the real heat. And baby: Blake Lively is the Real Heat!" Bar rolling her eyes at tough-talking ingenue: Refaeli's looking to make a statement. "I promise you this," Bar says at podium, "if Blake comes at me flailing - like she did with Theron? I will destroy her. She cannot punch with me - it's impossible. If she boxes, at least she might survive, but slug? No - it's inconceivable." Bar in neon baby blue bikini; blonde hair straight; white gloves. Blake in black bikini; black gloves; hair tangly/loose.

During R1: Bar: elbows in/dukes at cheeks, stepping her left (lead) foot forward, but keeping weight on right (back) leg. Blake circling clockwise, bending at the waist - hands dangling when she's well outside, but rising to cheek-level when she's within reach of Refaeli. Minute of turning midring - Blake feinting, changing levels: Bar calm, well covered, assessing her foe. And clinch: Blake coming in low, straightening to tie Bar up. Ref's break - Lively flopping out the jab now...bringing mitts to cheek...scraping her forehead against Bar's as long blondes lay in strong. Blake tests Bar's waist right/left, then covers up to take a strapping right/left to waist in receipt. Patient, lanky stuff...girls leaning in with head-and-hands all tightly grouped - giving each other whacking body licks in turns. Bar separating herself late - cuffing Blake's paunch several unanswered - HEAVY - loose-limbed left hands. Bell: girls separate without incident - Bar glancing into Blake's eyes to check for hurt.

R2: Nice round of boxing for Lively: good dukes-up blocking defence from Bar. LIvely keeping right at her cheek while pumping out left-hand poke: spicy jabbage spanking off Bar's prepared defences as Lively circles patiently clockwise. Blake loose and relaxed - long legs stepping methodically around. Not much back from Bar, so Lively takes advantage late - strapping the waistline thick, walloping rights and lefts as Refaeli stands firm behind rigid hands up/elbows in look.

R3: Lively more assertive now - still circling around a pulsing jab, but coming in off it, reaching in under Bar's long arms to wrestle apart that rigid defence. Long blondes struggling, panting - holding each other and slapping each other's flanks/backs until ref's breaks. Lively the aggressor - getting her tummy on Bar, walking her around: Refaeli unhurt, but getting pushed about, outworked: judges like Blake through 3. Lively's trainer urging her to "keep touching the body, Blake. Chick doesn't like it, and it'll loosen up that guard...then we can go to town!"

R4: Bar jabbing-with, outboxing Blake midring - both girls reaching out with long left hands to spank each other's breasts, faces. Refaeli uncoiling long, elastic right crosses - twisting on her hips to slide those babies across Blake's chin: Lively wide-eyed when stroked, legs giving a little shimmy, but holding firm. Sexy little smile on Bar's face as she's stalking retreating actress: Lively looking concerned by those clouting, ropey right hands.

R5: Bar mis-reads Blake's rangy delivery - looping Lively overhand right catches all of super-model chin and DOWN GOES REFAELI! Picture-perfect clout - Blake leaning in with the cross; Bar's head pitching to the right, her face pinched in shock, hands gathered at her stomach...she's turned 90 degrees to her right and dropped to all fours as Blake shouts "COME ON!" Bar up at 8, quickly bringing mitts to temples as Blake wades in: Lively lowers her head, starts lathering heavy, lanky-limbed clout to hips/waist on Bar. Limber, supple shellack crippling Bar: she's grimacing, tying up woozy as legs show signs of collapse. Ref's break: Lively in again at Bar covers up earmuff: it's all about Blake baring her fangs, lowering her head and sweeping those rangy licks onto Bar's precious body. Winsome stuff from Lively - occasionally lashing away palms-down - getting good leverage from her legs, hips and back. Bar tying up, mouthbreathing with hurt, but managing to keep her feet throughout the beating. At the break - Lively pushing off all sweaty, trying to make eye-contact as Bar's head is bowed, then just giving Refaeli a kiss-of-disrespect on the top of the head.

R6: Lively attacking vigorously as Bar lays on ropes. Blake: pushing with both hands extended, jostling Bar, turning her sideways, then lashing her punches out wide to the body, or featuring left hooks/right uppercuts to the head. Bar: showing face-in-gloves, getting bullied, but fighting back: she's chopping Blake's spirited breasts tidy clout at close ranges - often catching Blake as she's winding up. Lively exuberant, there to be countered, but Bar playing it pretty safe, rarely taking the chances needed. Round finishes up with Bar slumping with right shoulder against ropes, hands covering her face; Blake nuzzling her breasts against Bar's left shoulder - Lively with hands at her sides, just staring at her covered up foe's left ear until ref pulls her off.

R7: Same again - Bar lounding face-in-gloves at ropes, twisting and turning in the pocket: Blake pushing on her, stroking her thick about the hips and belly; trying to force uppercuts between Bar's mitts. Blake punching with carefree abandon - breasts sloshing side to side as she's pouring on wallop: Bar occasionally fetching Blake the odd sweet counter off the ropes, then covering up and twisting to one side or the other to suffer fresh shellack. Blake's mitts really spanking LOUD off Bar's trembling lats, tummy...Refaeli looking hollow-eyed, disstraught through 7.

R8: Lively the aggressor again - butt back, head up as she pushing her hands on Bar, jostling the model at ropes. Bar cringing, showing face-in-gloves: she's just taking it from Blake now, not offering back at all - Lively lowering her head and hauling glorious lefts and rights into Refaeli's shiny flanks, quivering waist. Blake mouth-breathing though - throwing her hardest punches virtually all round long. She beats Bar bell to bell without mercy, but can't crack that rigid facial defence through 8.

R9: Bar bangs back. Lively winded, arm-weary: Bar steps to her jabbing, then clouts limber left hooks off the right plant-leg, cuffing Blake drowsy. Lively baby-stepping forward in earmuff, trying to crowd her model: Bar doing a good job jabbing Blake's front, spreading her out, then re-initiating contact from outside. Clapping, rangy rights about the paunch complete the package from Bar: she punches Blake bell to bell, finally putting a frown on Lively's pretty face.

R10: Spirited two-way slugging: long blondes showing dukes at chins, elbows-in as they step-to and fetch each other heavy right hands in respective ribcages. Girls taking turns walloping each other: the one crying out in pain as the other's making a furious face on delivery. Grueling tit for tat eventually goes Blake's way: she's the more willful lass, finally persuading Bar to show face-in-gloves and retreat to ropes. All LIvely from there - pushing on Bar to stabilize her; loading up and painting her with lavish strokes - Blake a thing of savage beauty with hair wild across her face, teeth bared, eyes blazing. Bar takes it like a trooper, though she's sniveling at the end...comes back UD10 Blake Lively.

After: Lively drenched in sweat - hard, hard-working fight for her tonight as she steps-to and basically shuts down one of the strongest of the working models. "We focused pretty quickly on her body tonight," Blake says in postfight, "with obvious results. She was paralyzed - couldn't hardly punch at all...once I had her giving up, she was putty in my hands!"