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20 Feb 2009 Jaime Pressly vs Carmella Decesare

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Jaime Pressly 02.jpgCarmella Decesare 03.jpg

 

 

 

Posted by simguy on 2/20/2009, 7:15 am

 

Before: "Jaime's one of the true elite fighters in boxing," Carmella admits in prefight. "Lots of girls claim that title, but only a few have earned it, and Jaime's one of them. I can't get overwhelmed by that: I can fight with Jaime - I've got a couple of surprises in store for her, and I'm looking forward to the challenge."

 

Pressure on Pressly for this fight: it's a good looking poster; promotion playing up the sexiness of the opponents...Krushers want Carmella annihilated as a result.

 

"I need to dominate this girl," Jaime says in her Georgia drawl. "No slip ups, no upsets - Carmella needs to be hurt, then finished. It would be very easy to lose ground to a fighter like this - it's a dangerous match up for me, because we both share the same fan base. As long as that base knows I'm still on top - then there's no problem."

 

Carmella in punching pink HMK bikini - white belted bottoms; small white gloves. Jaime in royal blue battle bikini from DOA - white bar underlining her breasts; white waistband; small white gloves; frisky short ponytail and messy bangs.

During R1: Carmella deploying in an exaggerated offensive crouch - head low/far forward, weaving side to side; hands at her thighs, looking to loop and lash over top, generating maximum lanky torque. Pressly clapped hard on her flanks, clouted across her face as she's backing out - first minute a bit of a recon for Jaime as she steps around, puzzling over Decesare's stance. Jaime eventually settling on a right uppercuts/left hook routine - trying to punch Carm up out of her stance, then check her chin: Decesare willing to trade, sweeping away lithe haymakers in response. Pleasing stuff - Jaime stepping in close to curl the right uppercut to Carmie's face or chest - then easing onto back (right) foot to pull the hook across: Decesare timing Jaime coming and going - slugging limber from the crouch, landing with spank. Decesare's round: Jaime making her reads, head bowed in thought en route to her corner.

R2: Jaime more assertive, getting off first, pressurizing Carmella. Pressly jabbing from her hip - backhanding the poke, almost slapping it - trying to pre-empt Carmella's punching. Pressly also looking to jot lead right hands to Carmella's hairline as brunette's leaning forward: just a contact punch, measuring Decesare. If the right lands, Jaime triggers a vicious, snatching hook - dipping in on her front (left) leg, popping hips-right and really biting the blow off Carmella's jugs or ribs - bringing the mitt back quick. Good, juicy body blows have Carm grimacing - she's not so carefree getting off this round. Final minute - Jaime changes tack: jabbing to Decesare's hairline, then leaning in with a savage buggywhip right hand, slashing in above Carmella's left hip. SUCH a thump: hollow drumming noise should never come from a Playmate's sinewy body. Hard, lashing body strokes pay off: Carmella wincing, straightening up, backing away in pain, elbows in to protect throbbing ribs.

R3: Girls supple midring: Carmella in a slight crouch, but not as committed offensively - hands're up, elbows in. Pressly showing with right hand at her mouth, left at her hip - E-Z pivoting to her left as she spits jabs against Carmella's front. Minute mark, Carm steps in, dips to her right, then uncoils to her left, sweeping a lanky right hand wide to Jaime's head. Pressly slips in under it, snatches left-hook-to-ribs, neatly gutting poor Decesare as Carmella cries out on reflex. Left uppercuts scrape at Carm as she backpedals: Pressly chases her girl to ropes, eyes hungry. Lashing sidearm buggywhip right takes Carmella in her waist: she groans, sits back into ropes, eyes brimming, hands dropping to protect her supple bod. Jaime with a shaving left uppercut runs her forearm across Carmella's left cheek - straightening willowy brunette up; chopping right hand follows, spinning Decesare's head, relaxing her body. Carmella in stupor - eyes half closed, lips parted, hands in her lap: she's slumped in ropes, helpless as Jaime revs it up. Pressly's lips in a hard line as she leans in: TORRID, whaling hup-hup deployed - Jaime's elbows in close as she lathers away, pasting Carmella out on her feet. Ref jumps in, cradling a drooping Decesare as Jaime jumps away whooping. TKO3 in hardhearted fashion - Jaime Pressly.

After: Pressly proves her pedigree: solving Decesare in businesslike fashion as beautiful brunette is treated to a devastating array of crisp blonde power punches. "I give her credit," a fresh-n'-sweaty Pressly chirps in postfight. "She came right at me to fight - I wasn't expecting that. Figured she'd run more, look for spots more - but she basically went in there to knock me out and I respect that. Didn't work, but I respect it. Lotta girls wouldn't have taken the risks that Carmella did." Battered Carmella baited by BLONDE! Mag scribe into snapping: "Of course I'd fight her again - in a heartbeat. Jaime's definitely a goal of mine: this fight just shows me how far I have to go before reeling her in."

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