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30 September 2011 Moon Bloodgood vs Rihanna

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Posted by simguy on 9/30/2011, 11:15 am

BEFORE: "Ri's raw," Moon shrugs in prefight. "If beef won fights, she'd be a killer, but fact is, the kid needs seasoning. I'm too rugged for a girl like this - I take advantage of mistakes, and Rihanna makes mistakes at the weigh in, let alone the fight. She's a joke guys, and me? I'm the punchline." Rihanna shaking off the Bloodgood bravado in rebuttal. "I'm just spreading my wings in this sport," Ri says at podium. "Sure, I've made mistakes, but I'm an exciting, risk-taking fighter: mistakes will happen. The truth is, at some point, my skills are going to harness this fabulous body and when that happens? Girls're gonna get hurt. I'm betting that Moon's going to be the first to find out about the new Rihanna, and she's not going to like it." Ri in neon baby blue bikini with long strings; short cropped blonde hair (Armani look); white gloves. Moon in purple sport top and bikini bottoms; black gloves; black hair long/loose/tangly.

During R1: Moon erupts on Rihanna - standing toe to toe, clapping away brawny lefts and rights on Ri's jawlines and CLUBBING RI TO CANVAS! Rihanna ashambles, thighs a-jiggling as she struggles up, swaying on the spot for the blinking 8. Cue murderous beatdown along the ropes - Ri skidding along to her right, trying to keep hands up: Moon stepping-with, hooking and crossing with finishing vigour - just bouncing fists off Rihanna's noggin. Rihanna ragdoll, wobbly-butt, pummelled pillar to post, but come the final minute: RI'S SLUGGING BACK! MOON gets caught a left/right/left on the jaw, putting her open-mouthed and wobbly butt on the spot. Clean up hook swipes the mouthpiece off her teeth and DOWN GOES MOON! Rihanna bellowing down as she gets the answer knockdown, beating her chest as ref's shoving her back. Moon up rickety, shaking her head to clear it: after her 8, she's pancaked deep to ropes, then POUNDED in her tummy as rampaging Ri crams away righty to bell!

R2: Slobberknocked beauties not at their best...circling clockwise on flat feet, both sets of eyes a little glassy. Moon bunching her shoulders, showing an old-school jab to control the flow. Rihanna trying haymaker-receipt, but getting slipped or blocked by cagey Bloodgood. Moon gradually working herself into position to hook at Rihanna's gut, then clinch her: patient, big-girl stop and go sees Moon regain the initiative.

R3: Rihanna throwing thunderbolts - full commitment on sweeping rights and lefts that frequently send her stumbling out of her stance. Moon compact, shoulders bunched, chin tucked...she's ducking under nukes; weaving her way in close; hooking at Rihanna's ribcage and dense tummy meat. Crowd shouting "WOOO!" at some of Rihanna's bigger swings...violent stuff, but it's just not locating Bloodgood through 3.

R4: Ri's still heaving in homerun strokes: Moon slipping, sidestepping, keeping mitts-at-cheeks as she looks for position. Rihanna missing early, but recovering quickly to launch comeback bombs: Moon spooked into defensive posture, rarely taking advantage of the misses. Midway through, Ri changes tack, catching Moon a sweeping right roundhouse sidearm to gut...whacking stroke freezes Bloodgood up in grunting earmuff. Ri able to line Moon up and beat upon her: fat, hamhanded blows clapping off lats/biceps as Moon's stooping forward; herky-jerk short inside uppercuts punching Bloodgood's face up off her mitts. Ri showing her leg-strength late - leaning into Moon and shoving her off...sturdy Bloodgood having trouble rooting herself to canvas when Ri wants to move her.

R5: Free-swining Ri missing early, but settling down, moving in close to rub tousles with Moon by the minute mark. Both heads and all four hands in closely grouped arrangement - girls just grinding on each other, walking each other about. Ri moving her hands - cuffing Moon's gut, then jerking uppercuts: Bloodgood absorbing blows, showing her toughness against Ri's thudding strength. Patient bump and grind...then Ri shoves a little left uppercut between Moon's mitts - picking her face up: WITHERING left hook buries itself into Moon's liver and BLOODGOOD'S ROCKED! Moon sobbing aloud, doubling up stricken on the spot...grinnin' Ri leans forward, pushing both her hands lightly atop Moon's head, then REEFING in another hook behind right elbow. Moon cringing, paralyzed - she's feeling Ri to the body, and Bloodgood can't breath. Rihanna cackling, loving Moon's helplessness...another little push atop the head, then a shoving right up underneath; reset push atop the head and another vicious left behind the elbow and DOWN GOES MOON! Bloodgood pitching forward, bellying into canvas with arms beneath, hugging her battered guts. Ri lifts her mitts and bellows as ref issues ten count - that's KO5 Rihanna.

After: Moon cringing on her front, too hurt to rise...Rihanna stomps in after the ten count, placing a rude foot atop Moon's purple-bikini'd ass to celebrate until ref moves in. "There be one thing true in all of boxing," Rihanna proclaims in postfight, "No girl can take my punch! NO girl!" Pundits and scouts jotting down notes to take back to respective camps: it's a Rihanna performance that will get some scrutiny.