“Battle Mishes” Pt. 1:

Posted by Simguy on 9/5/2008, 4:28 pm

Before: “I’m so excited for this fight, MT confides in prefight. “My managers are always telling me, ‘Bynes--you gotta separate yourself from Amanda Bynes--and they’re right--bit secretly I really hoped we could get this fight done. I just remember how exciting Michelle’s fights with Katie Holmes were, especially when Katie eventually turned the tables on her. I’ve had some talks with Holmes--nothing too elaborate--but she’s given me good tips for keeping Mishy outside, and landing the right hand on her--stuff like that. If I were a r5ace horse, I’d be called ‘Stunning Upset’!” Williams chortling, gossiping with stablemates during Trachtenberg’s speech--littlest wolf doesn’t appear too concerned with her willowy opponent. “I hope there’s going to be a surgeon on the premises,” Williams says ominously at the podium. “’Cause I think I’m going to need some help getting my foot out of Michelle’s ass! Seriously--I love the fact that HISC will make these fights for us--it’s like Pizza Day at the office, or Chocolate Day--you know?  Basically this kid has no chance, and I’m going to slap her out, and I’m going to mount her. Not a lot of suspense for you guys, and yet I KNOW you’re going to watching, who wouldn’t?” Trachtenberg in dark green halter top with baby-doll sleeves, twist-toe front, over a black lace push up bra; green low-rise boy cut shorts; small black gloves; long brown hair back in pretty, low ponytail. Michelle in zebra print bikini with twist top and bottoms; small black gloves; messy blonde tousle.

During R1: Williams scoots in close, girls tangle up--Trachtenberg steps back for distance--Williams erupts out of her crouch, leaving her feet to clap a hook across MT’s mouth and TRACHTENBERG’S DOWN! MT blown to her back--pretty eyes blinking inj wonder, lips parted: Williams stomps past, jugs a-jumpin’--shouting “IT’S SO EASY!” en route to neutral corner. MT takes 8--advances cautiously off the ropes: MW scoots in, pushes her head in between Trachtenberg’s mitts, gets busy digging at that gut/those creamy thighs, MT grimacing--butt back as she cups Williams’ ears: Trachtenberg again disengaging hands-low--Williams hops in, right (back) foot coming off the canvas as she sweeps an overhand right to jaw and TRACHTENBERG’S  DOWN! MT blown to her back--eyelashes fluttering, body all stretched out and spasming as she picks her head up: Williams draws thumb across her throat, roaring, stomping to corner just BEAMING. Trachtenberg makes gut check, hauls herself up: she’s swaying hurt at the ropes, but takes her 8 with clear eyes. ON COMES LI’L MISH! Williams pushing in again: head on Trach’s chest: palms palming at shoulders, elbows tucked in--Williams compact, getting good pushing pressure before digging away inside, Trachtenberg grunting from rib, tummy and thigh work--ref shouting warning as MW’s looking to charley-horse her lanky foe. Li’l  Mish wriggling and struggling atop tall Mish-- Trachtenberg absorbing a terrible scuffing, scouring, mauling bombardment, but managing to tie up and bog down former champ somewhat. Bell to bell Williams--she’s pushing up off Trachtenberg, licks her lips, makes dancig eye contact as MT’s on borrowed legs after 1. A concerned Katie Holmes at ringside shouts encouragement to Trachtenberg, standing nup and cupping her mouth with her hands.

R2: Trachtenberg blown out in the first--she calms herself, rallies, and executes fight plan in second, Job one--leggy, lanky locomotion--willowy brunette turning and pivoting around the canvas, bounding back from pressure, walking to either side, Job two--pump the jab: even if it doesn’t land--Williams is slowed up trying to weave her way in close, Job three--opportunistic right hands: MT pouring in smooth, slinging right to MW’s left eye off the jab--good stinging contact forcing Williams to duck, Good stabilizing round for Trachtenberg--Williams led round and round the ring, potshotted as taller girl stays tall, vexes shorter from long range. With the bell, MT brighten: she’s just passed the over/under for this fight!

R3: When MishyW does penetrate--Trachtenberg’s still ,pushing off and backing straight out--allowing Williams to spring at her with chin-seeking haymakers. MT clipped and rocked backing out--but legs starting to get used to Michelle’s explosive sock. Williams hounding her foe to ropes, pushing in: Trachtenberg attempting to control with one hand behind the head; the other hand behind either Williams’ elbow, MW struggling atop MT’s supple chest--little blonde wriggling for room to do harm, jamming, tucking, digging in punches as she can. More warnings for MW concerning the constant pounding of MT’s long, creamy thighs and hip-flexors: “Legs’re low, Mish!” ref shouts, as if Williams weren’t aware.

R4: Rough round for Trachtenberg: she’s taken to ropes and bullied, bell to bell, Williams just gnawing on her girl, scrubbing tousle across Trachtenberg’s face; bumping her shoulders and elbows; hugging up around the ribs and leg-driving her deep to ropes. MishyW pumping leather to MT’s tummy with short, digging rights while crouching in close: Trachtenberg panting, whining with the effort of trying to tie up. Jugs? Williams scrubbing away in combination anytime she gets free of the clinch--swiping away side to side on ingénue rack as Trachtenberg gurgles in astonishment. Chin? MW able to ring away up top after softening MT up downstairs: Trachtenberg rocked at several points, slumping hurt and dazed into ropes, but somehow managing to tie up and prevent real jailbreaks. Frustrated Williams spends the dying moments digging a furious hup-hup barrage to Trachtenberg’s beleaguered breasts. Torrid pounding undoes the knot, revealing Trachtenberg’s bra to howls of appreciation from audience. Williams brightens at the sight: almost better than a knockdown. During the break, MT’s trainer redoes the knot, reefing it up tight.

R5: Funny thing happens on the way to the beat down: Trachtenberg firms. Teeth bared in grim determination, she legs around the ring, creating distance and managing pressure with her jab. Williams pursuing, but running into intercept right hands time and again--Trachtenberg flowing the punches in off her jab like a junior Katie Holmes, On successful MW penetrations, Trachtenberg isn’t so passive: she’s tightening up stroke, wiping hsort hooks off Williams’ breast and looking for slick right uppercuts inside. MT with a pretty hook off her right foot, just cuffing it double to MishyW’s breasts and looking for slick right uppercuts inside. MT with a pretty hook off her right foot, just cuffing it double to MishyW’s breasts. Spirited stuff-Trachtenberg still largely in retreat and under pressure, but stabilizing her front through 5.

TRACHTENBERG/WILLIAMS conc. (Too much Mish for one post)

Posted by Simguy on 9/5/2008, 4:28 pm.

R6: Trachtenberg’s legs proving decisive--willowy brunette loping the canvas, fading pressure, then turning either Williams flank with deft footwork. Time and again, Williams finds herself flanked, has to take a step back to re-front: young Trachtenberg showing a heady, savvy side to her game as she out-positions her veteran. Only serous punches landed are MT’s jab and a few oily right crosses: Williams can’t afford quiet, thoughtful rounds with this lissome brunette.

R7: MishyW pushing the pace…but paying the price: Trachtenberg POUNDING one-twos to the left eye, winning pained winces from the little bully. Williams daring MT’s long jab, but encountering active resistance now when she scoots inside, Trachtenberg no longer looking to step back--she’s competing, trying for lanky uppercuts and tight-swipe hooks as the girls struggle head-on-head/shoulder to shoulder. Williams still stronger, busier on the inside; MT still dictating ring position on the outside. Very rough round to score as Trachtenberg finds ways to compete.

R8: First time in the fight--Williams pulls away from a heated exchange at close quarters…right into a pair of long, clouting left hooks from lanky Trachtenberg. Williams startled--shows a tentative earmuff; eats a straight rights mitt-splitter up the middle. Trachtenberg fighting with bared teeth--she steps in off her right cross, scraping a pair of short left uppercuts on the inside; Williams backs up again, eyes blanking. Cuffing hooks wipe once, twice across MishyW’s bulging rack;  Trachtenberg leans in and cleans up that rangy right cross again, bouncing it off Williams’ puffy left eye. Williams grunts in pain, bends low: rangy, lanky flurry from Trachtenberg bumps and laps at MishyW’s head, shoulder, upper back, Williams in disarray, blinking that swollen left eye, taking punches as she backs up: Trachtenberg able for the first time to reject Williams on the inside, back her up and walk her down big-girl through 8.

R9: Girls leaning close--Trachtenberg hurts Williams with that supple, licking right uppercut, then cuffs the hook as Williams straightens up in wonder. MishyW backs away --EATS A HARD RIGHT CROSS! Williams gets her head turned hard to starboard--her hands stacked right atop left at her breasts as MT leans in lanky. Trachtenberg loosening up, getting her hips into strokes, turning her shoulders into rangy licks--she’s opening up on Li’l Mish, shellacking her, Williams shying away from the slinging heat--hands up to block shots--torso dipping side to side as she steps back. Williams rallies back from hurt, tucking a fearsome right hand into Trachtenberg’s belly as the girls come together: spirited wrestling/slugging on the inside as MishyW muscles Trachtenberg to ropes and mauls her. Williams warned for billygoat head-rubbing; elbows, shoulder-butts to the teeth as blonde squirms aop brunette at the bell.

R10: Trachtenberg willing to engage--coming in off her one-two, effectively closing MishyW’s puffy left eye this round. Williams grimacing in pain, but banging back--she stays low, lets Trachtenberg flow-forward, then works hard to tuck into her midsection. Rousing stuff as girls fall in together, then disengage--Williams digging out points downstairs, but Trachtenberg combative as hell. Midway through MT pulls back from a fur-ball sequence--chin up, hands down: Williams hops in, leaving her feet to hook MT clean to chops. Pretty head swivel, MT--she’s staring, gob smacked--hands dropping top her waist as she stands her ground. MishyW energized--she resets her feet, hacks a short overhand right t chin, then torques herself into another hook, toggling MT’s head this way and that. TRACHTENBERG’S OUT ON HER FEET! Staring, MT stands stunned for a moment, then toes come up as she’s rolling back over her heels to crash full out to canvas, Hands above head, lips pursed and mumbling, eyelashes fluttering--Michelle Trachtenberg goes out KO10 as a relieved MishyW bellows down.

After: Trachtenberg brought ‘round on her stool: angry Mish flanked by Pack members storms in for tribute,. Mish pulling woozy brunette to her feet, then grabbing ponytail with left hand, chesting in to jam MT upright into corner while pulling her head back to expose throat, Right hand: MishyW claps away open-palm, overhand rights one, twice, three times to MT’s jumping chest--shouting “HEY! YOU AWAKE IN THERE? I WANT YOU AWAKE FOR THIS!” Williams mounts up all a-jiggle--feet braced on ropes as she takes a moment to undo Trachtenberg’s ponytail, With success--Mish shouts “YEAH!” into the crowd--left hand securing a fistful of damp brown locks; right hand thrust skyward. Poor Trachtenberg! MT dazed, dimly aware, her arms curling ‘round Mishy’s triumphant highs, fists balled tight in under the curve of Mishy’s ringing buttocks. Williams resecuring her left hand grip in Trachtenberg’s hair, tilting her face up and back: WILLIAMS POUNDS RIGHT HANDS AT TRACHTENBERG’S HAIRLINE! Just a few, thudding, deliberate pro-style blows--Williams scowling as she hammers away, cruelly raising an ugly knot on MT’s hairline. “That’s for busting up my eye, cow!” Williams explains before dismounting…then jamming a driving shoulder block into MT’s quivering middle. Trachtenberg sagging forward, arms looped over top rope, ears ringing--but it’s not over. Eliza Dushku stacks Trachtenberg up, mounts her--then Claire Danes--then Sophia Bush. Pack leaves it’s scent on beaten MT, trying to obscure what happen to a very competitive effort from the young brunette against overwhelming odds tonight.

Reposted by Archer on 10/15/10.