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9 December 2011 Summer Glau vs Olivia Wilde

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Posted by simguy on 12/9/2011, 12:51 pm

BEFORE: "The thing with Summer," Olivia says at podium, "is that she's unpredictable, and she's got a unique style. You can't get sparring for Summer - all you can do is watch tape and try to pick out things you can get on her. Like, I think Piper Perabo had the right idea against Glau - she really wanted to beat Summer up, but didn't have the mobility to pull it off. I'm basically taking the Perabo fightplan, and mounting it on a better chassis and wheels...namely me!" Glau a-glow with confidence at this point: Sum's been turning back bantamweight's best all year long. "It's fun to be in with Wilde," Summer acknowledges, "I mean - putting her on the scrap heap with Britney, Piper and the rest? That's pretty huge. She's got Britney's hands, Pene Cruz' supple waist, and Jaime Pressly legs, so when I beat her, I'd like to think I'm sending a message to every Name fighter in the division!" Olivia in neon blue bikini from Turistas; small navy gloves; curly brown hair tied off her brow. Summer in pale green/dark green horizontally-barred bikini top; dark green bottoms; small powder blue mitts; hair loose, long.

During R1: Lots of missed punches as fighters use legs/negotiate rounds. Olivia bouncing herself off ropes with billiard-ball angles; Summer loping in, out and around, hands down around her waist, slinging supple right hands ticketed for waist, hip, or head. Wilde with left hand dangling, right up around her chin...she's making shrewd use of single up-jabs, poking to pre-empt Sum. Down the stretch, Wilde lands three punches in the space of about 10 seconds: straight right; whirling palm-down hook; stiff left jab...all to the point of Summer's chin. Glau takes it well, but pinpoint Wilde punching carries a tactical first.

R2: Wilde in closed stance: left shoulder pointed at Sum; left hand dangling; right relaxed at chest. Sum leggy, hands bobbing around her waist as she lopes about - slinging punches up and around to threaten Olivia from either side with looping power. Wilde pinpointing the straight right - fitting it onto Summer's chin when in range: not a hard punch, just a very accurate, startling rangefinder. When Oli lands that, the palm-down left hook swiftly follows - Wilde getting it as she transfers weight to back (right) leg. Down the stretch, Olivia uses tummy-jabs to stall Summer's attack: Glau a little reckless, trying to get points in another close round.

R3: Summer behind on the cards, urged during the break to be more aggressive: Olivia's waiting for it. Wilde hanging back, letting Summer come to her...up-jab pre-empts Glau; lapping right/left on the tummy forces her to cover up...Wilde sidesteps-left, turning Summer's right flank, and Olivia's in charge midring. Summer turning, attacking: Olivia fading the pressure - dragging her lead (left) foot as she slides back, walking Sum into the check-jab en-route. Right hands to the body bunching Summer up: cuffing hooks chop in behind her right elbow. Olivia pivoting clockwise, luring and baiting Summer ever-forward: masterful trap-boxing midring as Wilde coaxes Sum out of Glau's counter-punching comfort zone. Bell: Summer's eyes frustrated, flustered...been a long time since a girl has touched up Summer Glau like that.

R4: Even MORE pressure on Summer to come forward and make something happen now...Olivia able to fade back in the pocket, channel Summer with the jab; ring her up righty; sidesteps her while looking for left hook opportunities head and body. Glau getting disorganized in her haste to hurt Olivia...Wilde sees each attack developing - easy for her to either pre-empt or evade depending upon position and angle. Olivia so supple and vicious with her hands...a palm-up chopping left routinely carves down Summer's ribs in a diagonal path towards her tummy; that straight right seems to spring off Olivia's shoulder. Glau progressively more and more beat up as minutes pass...she's a frazzled vixen through 4.

R5: Vicious circle for Summer Glau: the farther behind she falls, the more she presses...the more she presses, the more Olivia Wilde eats her up. Check-jabs and straight check-right hands locating Summer's chin on the way in...once struck, she's reacting, looking deflated. Olivia getting the body with wicked attantions - slashing that palm-up chopping hook down across Sum's slender ribs; buggywhipping the right hand in behind Summer's left elbow. Olivia circling, turning her girl, walking her in, touching her up...it's just one girl pulling the strings on another as Glau lopes forward. Down the stretch, withering body blows have Summer cringing...she backs away to ropes, covering up in tight elbows-in earmuff as Olivia steps-to. Wilde thorough in approach - digging a pair of succulent left hooks to Sum's waist, then Oliv's left hand reaches for Sum's LEFT tricep, pulling the girl forward and around slightly, opening up an angle for Wilde's chopping right hand. Sickening hack takes Glau in behind left elbow...SUMMER GOES DOWN! Glau's face stricken as legs give way: she's on her knees at ropes, blinking away tears as Olivia looks her over with a shred of pity.

R6: Summer up off her stool plucky, but her legs're shot...she's STILL forced to walk in, only now she's doing it without her best weapons. Wilde waiting in the pocket, jabbing and potshotting: Glau starting to absorb unacceptable punishment as Wilde's guns have the range. Olivia's weight on left (front) leg...she's just pinging that straight right to Summer's face; hooking the waist to get Glau's hands down, then punching her righty to face again. Every once in a while, Olivia will dip to either side for an angle on Summer's hips, chopping away as poor Glau stoops forward behind her mitts. Heartbreaking stuff...Olivia patient, methodically going at Summer, breaking her down to body...Glau's legs a shabby shadow of the springy wonders that began the fight.

R7: Sum still coming forward, but it's a tragic, doomed charge of the bantam brigade...Olivia so disciplined and supple in the pocket, walking Summer in, taking her apart. OH that chopping, palm-up left hook, tracking its way down and across Summer's ribs-front. Not the buggywhip right hand - in above Summer's left hip as she's cringing forward. Digging right/lefts to the midsection? Better believe it: Olivia doubling Summer up, then sidestepping her with eyes heartless. Down the stretch, Sum walking in...lanky Glau right hand wraps around Olivia's shoulders as Wilde rolls with the punch; single, short, evil right hand from Wilde thumps off the pit of Summer's tummy, buckling her knees. Gasping Glau sinks to all fours: picturesque body shot a thing of awful beauty as it wicks away the last of Summer's reserves. Glau bravely trying to rise, but those slender legs have had it...KO7 in comprehensive fashion, Olivia Wilde.

After: Wilde fresh n' pretty in postfight - smiling, looking untouched as she treats Summer to Glau's worst drubbing in quite some time. "It feels great!" Oliva acknowledges - glancing over her shoulder at Sum getting TLC on her stool. "That's ideally the way you want to leave all your opponents - just hobbled and broken, you know? I just want to stay busy, and I'd love to hang around Medallion to get Piper done as well. Nothing like leaving a stable in rubble I always say: tucking Summer and Piper BOTH into my backpocket would be a pretty strong statement...but we'll see what the guys work out. Either way, I think you're seeing me blossom into the division's most potent weapon, and I just want to beat as many girls as I can!"