Posted by Simguy on 9/5/2008, 4:18 pm.

Before: “I’m a Lacey Chabert caliber flyweight,” Danielle shrugs in prefight, “I’m one of the strongest 2 or 3 girls in the division--that’s just a fact. Rachael’s got her work cut out for her. I know she’s a free swinger, but you look at how flimsy she is and it’s hard to picture her going rounds with me. I hold my own in sparring with Hayden: I very much doubt that Rachael’s going to bring that kind of ferocity to our fight.” Bilson eager to lump up on more Foxfire beef: “I’m all ‘let me at her’--you know?” Rachael explains at the podium. “I don’t care how big Dani is--or thinks she is--I just want to start swinging. For Harris to compare herself to Lacey is ridiculous: I’m gonna have to sort this girl out before she gets herself seriously hurt!” Danielle in pink men’s dress shirt in lieu of a robe over purple lace push up and panties for instructions, over a pink bra and ruffled panties--small white gloves. Shirt and kimono removed once fighting starts.

During R1: Dani wades in strong--thudding walking barrage of lefts and rights hammering the Bilson rack, backing Rachel up. Rache light on her feet--she bounds out of range, then motors to her left--hands low as she circles out wide, then curves back on in to take initiative. Rache with fast-twitch, tight-arc lefts and rights off her hips--clobbering Danielle upside her head, toggling her chin: Harris forced to cover up as she takes surprising tart shellack early. Bilson seething, teeth bared--she’s swinging lusty. Getting her whole wiry frame into he shots--pounding away roundhouses and uppercuts as Danielle stumbles forward behind her mitts. Right uppercut/sidestep right--DANIELLE GOES DOWN! Harris stumbling forward to hands and knees, astonished: Rachel yelps, jogs to her neutral corner all dark eyes flashing. Resume--Harris seems OK--but Rachel pouncing on her and dousing her with lathering, battering blows to flanks and ears. Danielle crouching, inching forward, waiting her turn: Rachel gnawing on her girl, keeping up a steady swatting from her hips as she retreats in good order, walking Dani into harm. Bell: Harris windblown, lowers her gloves: Rachel steps in off Dani’s left side, jamming the right elbow-tip deep to gut. Glorious contrast as poor Harris crumples up, face constricted in UHHH!; Rachel’s teeth bared, eyes blazing as she digs in cheap,

R2: Harris off her stool, forced immediately into crouching earmuff as Bilson starts wailing. Harris buffeted as she inches forward--Rachel pitching from the hips--smiting Dani across both hips, across the back, against both jaw lines. Nearing ropes--Rache sidesteps-right, nimbly turning Dani’s left flank: Harris turns, follows, blundering into more whip-churn. Midway through--out of the lather--Rachel dips and places a gorgeous right uppercut to sternum: small glove digging in with an audible “PIK!”, sending tremors down Dani’s thighs, Harris hurt--backs off tears-in-eyes: Rachel pouring forward, energized by the sight of wilting opposition. Ropes: Dani covers her face, laying back against cables as punches wash across her; little Rachel offering no respite, making up for lack of one-shot power with bubbly volume. Dani’s guard come apart in the storm: RACHEL WANTS RACK! Sudden, jack hammering hup-hup stamps into Dani’s bra s Rachel’s body goes all taut, upm on her toes as she’s PUMPIN’ it in. THE REF STEPS IN! Good lord! TKO2 sends Danielle bursting into tears of protest; Rachel into galloping celebration.

After: Bilson SO excited: she lathers another Foxfire beauty into submission, proving that pace and volume can sub for raw beef as slender beauty bests the curvy. “I dug her jugs!” Bilson bleats. “She’s fat and slow and old--I mean--what is she, fifty? Anyway, I just turned it up to “8” on the ol’ Rachel dial and gave it to her straight. That wasn’t “10” intensity from me--you’ll know that when you see it--but “8” was more than enough for Dani. Wow, what a pasting, hey? Think she’d come out for a little more? I’m just getting; warmed up!”

Reposted by Archer 10/12/10.