Posted by Simguy on 1/5/2007, 7:05 am.

Before: “I’ve sparred a little with Christina in the past,” says special guest commentator Allison Mack at ringside, speaking into headset, “she’s got plenty of Dani-busting ability. Fishel’s banged up right now--physically and emotionally--and I think she’s ready to slump after crushing defeats to me and Rachel. I wouldn’t be at all surprised if Christina Milian were the girl to push Dani over the edge and get the ball rolling: too much speed, too much power, a GREAT short right uppercut. Chrissy’s got everything you need to hang an L on Dani.”

 Fishel in navy bandeau bikini with shoulder-strap support; large baby-blue polka dots; long low ponytail with sassy bangs framing face. Milian in white halter (twist tied front); baby blue crochet bikini bottoms; highlighted curls in low ponytail, bangs framing face. White gloves both vixens--Christina getting all up in Dani’s face during ring instructions: “What’s gonna be your excuse when I knock you out--hey, Dani?” Fishel glaring, taken aback by the kid’s cheek.

During R1: SHARP lead right hands, Christina Milian--Chrissy in a loose closed stance--left shoulder pointed at Dani, left hand at hip, right tight to chest--bopping sliding footwork motors her out of range, then to either side as Dani weaves forward, Milian just potshotting righty, neatly stamping mitt to face despite Dani’s good bobbing head movement--Chrissy able to score, then scoot away. Minute mark, Fishel hooking viciously out of her crouch--misses as Milian leans back into her right foot while pivoting sweetly to her right:: “TOO SLOW, DANI FISHEL!” Chrissy taunts, smacking her gloves together as she hops away outside. Milian waiting for Dani, letting Fishel approach, then pre-empting her with exceptionally quick combinations: flicking jab off the hip; darting right hand from the chest, clawing hook off the hip taking Dani briskly on her facer, Sidestepping away from receipts, Milian’s able to turn Dani’s flank, then push into her--Chrissy’s got Dani backpedaling at the halfway mark. Down the stretch, Dani’s back hits he ropes: Milian steps in close, throwing a savage shoulder at Dani’s mouth. Poor Fishel stunned, eyebrows high, eyes closed, lips parted in shock: Chrissy plants on that left leg and licks a fat, whacking hook loud to paunch. “UHHHHH!” Dani groans, butt-in ropes, arms outstretched--”WOOOO!” Milian  shouts as she guts her foe. RIGHT UPPERCUT CHRISTINA MILIAN!” Allison Mack nearly knocks the announcer’s tab le over as she rockets to her feet cheering--Dani drooping, staring and CHRISSY’S ALL IN! Big grin, Christina Milian--short, clouting lefts and rights--n o backswing, all legs and back--Dani’s face getting helpless, staring--Milian POUNDING away furiously past the bell--Chrissy’s teeth bared, eyes feral--ref finally intercedes to shield trembling Fishel from extra. “YOU GOT NOTHING DANI FISHEL!”  Milian bleats  as she’s pushed back. “YOU GOT NOTHING--YOU HEAR ME? WOOO!” Fishel busted up, cut in her mouth, bleeding from her nose, left eye already swelling--PLUS--she winces at the sight of Allison Mack standing and applauding with a big, happy grin on her face ringside.

R2: Chrissy jumping off her stool, batting mitts together, licking her lips and getting right back in there. Same closed stance springy, nimble legs--Christina starting Dani out with a festive, flapping backhand jab to tummy as Milian hops in and out. Dani gritting her teeth, giving away the paunch-taps--dukes up at temples, and she’s till bobbin her head as she steps forward. Fishel jabbing now--stiff n’ stubby--just punching Milian in her chest to disrupt Chrissy’s potshot ting rhythm, Chris rotating easily in either direction, doing a little rumba thing with her hands as she steps--loose, sexy Miami/South beach style winning fans as Milian owns the ring. Fishel making some veteran reads--Chrissy’s left hand’s very low--Dan I starting to shoot an unusual (for her) lead right off feints, dropping it over Chrissy’s left shoulder, startling Milian, Chrissy stepping left, slanting in from angles, shoeshining Dani’s breasts CHUP! CHUP! CHUP! Then pivoting 45 degrees clockwise--Fishel grimly soaking it up, patiently walking her girl down. Dani steps-with and HOOKS CHRISTINA’S CHIN! Milian scooting to her backside, head momentarily loose on her neck as she sits up woozy: Fishel glaring down, bats gloves and shouts: “GET UP, CHRISTINA!”

R3: Both girls batting gloves as they rise from stools: identical determined glares and hard-set jaws as they wade into one another midring. Milian a little more flat-footed now, willing to put her shoulder into Dani’s chest and chop tidy inside with her--merciless, bludgeoning work getting done as both girls dig in to work. Milian: weight in right foot as she pushes the jab into Dani to feel her, then lets the left hand drop to the side while pushing the left shoulder into Fishel’s chest; right uppercuts from Milian follow (body, breasts and head) as she dips and steps to her right in close contact with Dani at all times. Fishel’s head jerking from chin-cupping uppies, but she’s resolute: riding her guard into Milian’s shoulders; hooking the Milian breadbasket; clubbing right hands down as Chrissy dips to her right to evade them, Brutal hot, swapping--both girl successful at backing the other up at points.

R4: Dani dukes up, wading in: Chrissy looking a little frazzled--trying to use her legs to turn Dani midring again. Works early--Chrissy getting little lead right stampers onto Dani’s face then pivoting right--but Fishel’s building up steam, walking through the shots and throwing HARD receipts at Milian’s arms and head. Chrissy steadily hounded to ropes: she sets up legs in a wide A, right hand loose atop her left, chest and tummy as she dips her torso forward, keeps it supple. Fishel baring her teeth, pushing into Milian, then smashing away--Dani setting feet wide, bashing rights and lefts against the arms, skull, flanks of her foe. Chrissy with a bruised, tired expression, lips pursed, eyes half shut as she ducks and rolls, answers back little cuffing swats or jerking uppercuts. Fishel just POURING it to Christina: robust right uppercuts brushing the supple songstress upright where hooks can cash in proper; fat, muscular hooks RIPPED in behind elbow or flat to paunch--Fishel turning her torso hard-right on follow through for these blows, ecstatic glow on her face as she cleans up tummy. The constant pushing and pressing of Fishel wearing Christina down, smearing her against the ropes. Bell: Milian’s eyelashes fluttering, lips parted in gob smacked desolation; Fishel helping herself to a healthy chunk of caramel-colored backside, as Milian’s staggering past--”THANK YOU FOR COMIN’!” Dani barks.

R5: Christina grim, a little broken down, but serviceable--she wades into Dani midring. Girls exchange overhand rights, both ducking under the other’s wallop: back with hooks and FISHEL’S STUNNED! Dani blinking in her feels as she’s beaten to the punch-Chrissy hopping forward, eyes wide, knocking her jab against Dani’s brow then LABELLING Fishel a chopping right onna mouth as Dani totters to the ropes, JUGG! Christina hopping in an d SAVAGING the Fishel rack--hup-hup-hupping up there with shoulders shrugging, fists chugging, bunching up the flesh,. POOR DANI! Fishel staring, mouthpiece half out of her mouth as she gets Gatling gunned, but she finally manages to hunch herself forward and shoulder Milian back a step. Left uppercut, Christina versus Dani’s Left hook out of the crouch, CHRISSY’S HEAD SWIVELS! Crowd roaring as Milian staggers backward, suddenly loose and staring. RIGHT HAND DANI! Fishel striding in, bending down as she CLOBBERS Milian’s slackened face hard-to-starboard--Chrissy just tottering backward, hands down--Dani stepping-with and swinging in walking barrage. MILIAN GOES! Christina simply clattering to canvas, rolling to her back as Dani stagger/tramples over top--Fishel nearly falling to her knees as she hits far ropes face-first, IT’S OVER! Milian starfished on her back, eyes closed, lips parted in KO swoon--she sleeps off the 10 count for a KO5 Fishel.

After: Dani strutting, pounding her chest--she survives several scary moments to emerge the badder vixen a seesaw slugfest. Mack pursing her lips, giving the effort the ol’ charity clap--Allison just can’t bring herself nto acknowledge Dani’s heart on show to night. “Christina was incredible,” a gracious, busted up Fishel admits on camera in post fight, “So fast, so strong--I mean--she’s a nasty surprise for anyone in this division. I could have done with a little less lip from her--but whatever--that’s the Miami scene and I understand it--but still: it really motivated me to get her out of there when I had the chance.”

Reposted by Archer 11/29/10.