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8 June 2007 Jennifer Connelly vs AJ Cook

Page history last edited by Archer844 12 years, 10 months ago

Jennifer Connelly 05.jpgA J Cook 03.jpg

 

Posted by Simguy

 

Partial Report

 

Connelly in seafoam bikini with mauve/white wave pattern hip-sash; hair in sexy/scruffy battle bun with curly bangs framing face; small black gloves.

Cook in white bikini, sleek low ponytail, small white gloves.

TKO6 Connelly

 

A.J. came in at lightweight - Connelly at bantam - but it takes more than a few pounds to counter the weight of Jennifer's vast experience and precision in the squared circle. A.J. was brave, but sadly outclassed as she fronted up on the smaller woman, only to be punched to ribbons by clinical Connelly.

Jennifer's body was pale, toned and taut as she worked primarily from outside - dictating with sharp, stiff, banging one-twos up top, then dipping her left shoulder to jerk short, digging hooks to Cook's sternum. As early as the first round, A.J. was gulping hurt from body shots - backing away all ashen-faced and blinking: Connelly's hardhearted face never changed expression as she registered the damage, and hopped-to to pour it on. The early hurt discouraged the already awe-struck Cook: she would be reluctant to let her hands go or use her size at all, all but insuring her own defeat.

 

So Connelly quickly found a groove - her 2s and 3s morphing into fluid, relaxed 4s, 5s, and 6s - the tic-tac-toe splattering of her gloves sounding out from the shapely blonde target. Jen's intelligent eyes blazed fierce as she bent to her work: she's never more beautiful than when breaking down helpless blonde comp. Cook's earmuff guard was tight enough, blocking much of the head-leather - but you can't give Jennifer unobstructed access to your solar plexus and hope to make a go of it with her. Time and again, Connelly would cap a rangy sequence with a gouging left hook to A.J.'s sternum, crumpling the blonde and further breaking her down. In the sixth, a sustained, rhythmic Connelly assault which featured repeated blasts to the solar plexus crippled poor Cook at the ropes. The ref stepped in with the blonde slumping forward face-in-gloves, sobbing and shuddering in pain. No acrimony from Jen - she had hugs and encouraging words for her blubbing foe in the aftermath, because this wasn't about embarrassing A.J. at all. Jen had the opportunity to kick ass and look gorgeous doing it, giving Cook the beating she deserved, but nothing more.

 

How different this fight might have looked if A.J. had shelved her respect for Jen, hooked her crotch and thrown an elbow at her temple instead! Getting big on Connelly and roughing her up was Cook's only chance tonight: being reluctant and waiting for Connelly to let up was a hopeless cause from the beginning. Cook would look good against a Kelly Preston, a Poppy Montgomery, a Tiffany Thiesen - girls A.J. could get off against and work on without being overawed.

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