Posted by simguy on 5/7/2005

Before: Rest has done a body good - Milano sharp, strong last time out - she's fit, upbeat, ready to get it on with fearsome Hayek. "I'll just say it right out: I'm going to use Salma Hayek as a stepping stone!" Milano grins in prefight. "I feel great right now - I'm not struggling to make weight, my legs feel strong - I'm ready to box this chick. Anybody who stands in front and trades with Salma is going to get creamed - so you're not going to see that Alyssa Milano. I'm going to dress Salma up right - all you haters just wait and see!" Hayek confident as always - she's seen the tape of Milano's last fight, but she's not a believer. "Quality of opposition means everything," Salma explains. "I won't let Milano box and besides - when has she ever had the discipline to box for an entire 10 rounds? Sooner or later, when things get hot - she'll go with what she knows, and that's going to get her knocked out." Hayek in black bikini from After the Sunset - Milano in pea green bikini top (bra strap style), white bottoms, short hair wet.

During R1: Alyssa up on her toes, dancing left and looking to slash in on Salma from angles - Hayek just turning patiently, parrying Milano's jab, fading back with little half-steps as Milano attacks. Midway through, Salma fades back from a thrusting AM jab - sudden counter hook on the chops lights Alyssa up. Milano distraught - from confident to panicked in a heartbeat - she wobbles forlorn to ropes, covering up earmuff as Hayek walks her down. Classic reefing body assault Hayek - ripping hooks in behind the elbow, busting away on ribs and lats with rich, fat spanks. Tidy right/left clouts to jug, stuffing double right hands up into breadbasket. Milano soaking, sitting in the ropes after particularly good shots numb her legs - Alyssa taking a royal pounding as Hayek swishes back to her corner haughty as an Aztec princess after the bell.

R2: Hayek attacking now - jab, straight right hand to cut off the ring, then hooks as Salma edges in closer. Milano grimacing, pushing Salma in the shoulders or arms, then sidestepping to get her back off the ropes - Hayek relentless in flat-footed pursuit. Final minute - Milano backpedaling, then suddenly dropping in a cheeky lead right hand to startle on-coming Hayek. Tidy left hook chaser to chin, then a DIGGING hook to solar plexus has Salma's butt back, chest forward, mouth open in shock: HAYEK'S HURT! Milano likes it so much she goes body/body with a thumping right/left then TEARS UP MEXICAN RACK! Alyssa jumping all-in on Salma's jugs, POUNDING away rising lefts and rights as Hayek collapses backwards. Salma hits ropes - Milano stepping-with and working - Alyssa keeps up a steady drumming well after the bell, prompting referee intervention. Snarling lips, heaving chests as tempers flare: looks like it might be a fight after all.

R3: Hayek back on the attack, shaking off Alyssa's best shots to regain the initiative. Salma smart with her jab, pre-emptive, then stepping to the side. Milano wants to attack - Hayek's ready to hook her liver. Milano wants to dance - Salma tracks her down with jabs, stubby straight rights until Milano's backside's in the ropes: cue hooks. Salma avenging her throbbing breasts late with a smoking barrage to Milano's melons. Bruised look of hate from helpless Alyssa as she sops up the mugging at the bell - Hayek returning the glare in kind.

R4: Salma pressing her attack to Milano's body, but Alyssa's refusing to cooperate. Milano with sudden flurries head and shoulders, then scooting to the side - nuisance stuff mostly, but she's keeping her back clear of the ropes. Milano jabbing with Hayek, both girls busting each other in the chops - Salma can't have her way with the punch. Down the stretch, Milano separates herself with a tasty hook of her own in Hayek's liver, stepping around the shot and taunting with a hungry grin. Salma grimacing: Alyssa once stopped Dani Fishel with a liver shot - girl knows what she's doing down there.

R5: Alyssa's tenuous discipline holds - she's on her toes, she's being first, she's showing Salma plenty of lateral movement. Hayek able to come forward, but not getting position she wants - nagging jabs and hooks beguiling her as Alyssa pops surprisingly pretty combinations. Milano basically smoke-and-mirrors up top - just trying to occupy Salma's attention long enough to dig that liver hook home. Milano even getting it double on occasion - pak-pek off that front foot as Hayek grunts, covers.

R6: Salma exerting her will, drilling Alyssa some fine straight rights and forcing Milano ropeside. Salma setting her hips, hooking Milano without mercy to the body - Alyssa doubling up, reaching in to clinch, showing some maturity in attempting to bog dominant latina down rather than trading stupid off the ropes. Hayek the boss - chasing Alyssa down after ref's breaks and working her over until a clinch or push buys Milano time and space to escape.

R7: Shutout Alyssa Milano! Sterling jab pop-popping past Salma's guard - Hayek caught coming forward, getting her nose bloodied. Midway through, Milano putting the right hand in behind the jab, then ripping that gancha hook off her front foot - Salma takes her first backward steps of the night, breathing deep, eyes wincing in pain. With the round won, Milano gambles, pushes her way in on Hayek and lights it up to jug - shrugging short lefts and rights, stepping a sullen Salma to ropes. Alyssa having her way, battering Hayek's helpless hooters close up and personal.

R8: Hayek's had enough - she wades into Alyssa's chest both arms pumping. Milano standing her ground for one of the few times tonight, hustle-punching back into Salma's rack - it's glorious, stooping hup-hup underneath as both girls focus mindlessly on jug! Blistering back and forth brings tears to both girls' eyes. Minute mark, pace slows - girls taking the time to reach in with the left arm under the opponent's right, then pound her bosom multiple chugging rights. Legs tremble, give way - Alyssa walks Salma back - Salma walks Alyssa back. Mouths hang open, eyelashes flutter groggily - still they tuck into each other, wallowing in one another's pain. Final moments - Milano's buttocks finally touch ropes - Salma bodying up to stack, then helping herself - still beating those jugs, but also dropping down with stupifying force to hook that quivering liver. Milano breathless, all cramped up at the bell - Salma chests up, forces steamy eye contact as ref intervenes.

R9: Milano nails Salma a choppy lead right, steps right while jabbing Hayek's left cheek, drills her another cross as Hayek's sluggish on the turn. Salma listless, drooping forward behind her guard - Milano smells hurt, goes to the body PAK! PEK! two beefy hooks in the waist. Hayek's knees give, then straighten - she baby-steps forward: Milano straps a thick right across the waist, doubles up the hook to liver, buckling Hayek's legs again. Alyssa pivots left, eyes intent - she paws jabs at Salma's guard, then drops a hard right hand up the middle, then bounces a fat left uppercut off Salma's drowsy face. Hayek leaning forward, trudging slowly into abuse - Milano able to step to the side, hook the body, put punches together. Salma wakes up late the round, hooking Milano in the mouth and backing her off - Alyssa with enough leg to bounce out the clock, keep her distance to the bell.

R10: Alyssa works behind her jab, pop-pop-popping it to keep Hayek at arm's length while rotating clockwise. Salma gritting her teeth, coming forward, but she's crippled to the body. Alyssa up on her toes changing direction abruptly, exposing the shabbiness of Salma's legs - any stumbling or hesitation from Hayek brings an opportunistic attack from Milano. Constant meanspirited hooking in the flank, potshotting right hands off the shoulder, brisk criss-crossing combos straight up the middle to bat back Salma's face. Hayek glum, taking flush right hands on her face late - Alyssa grinning ear to ear as she pounds away for points in the 10th. Comes back UD10 Milano - Hayek in busted-up astonishment.

After: Alyssa strutting, pumping her fists and bellowing "WOO!" Milano's biggest win in years puts her right back on the FCBA A list. Hayek's face lumpy and sore, ribs and tummy throbbing - she just can't believe Alyssa Milano outworked her tonight. "I'm back baby!" screeches a bubbly AM in postfight. "I boxed this bitch tonight - did you see me jabbing and turning her? I got all up in her grill and PUNKED her. Did you see me pounding her tits? She was making the same little whimpering noises Dani does when you hurt her to the body, so I just kept on her and she TOTALLY quit!"