Posted by simguy on 7-21-2006. (Thanks to Ginny for this repost).

"Nadia," Kris says at the podium, "little word to the wise: hamhanded sluggers like you are a dime a dozen at welterweight. You want to be special - you gotta have the legs, the hands, the heart - in short, you gotta be all this (dramatically gestures to the length of her own spectacular physique) before you can be 'all that'. Bye bye Nadia (switches to baby-voice cooing, making little waving gesture at the brunette) bye bye." Bjorlin nonplussed - riding high off a big upset win over Monica Bellucci and enjoying some attention as the "hot newcomer" in a division with a lot of veteran talent. "Kristanna forgot to list her chin along with all the other valuable ingredients for a championship-class fighter," Bjorlin smirks, showing plenty of cheek to her more established foe. "Oh that's right: she doesn't HAVE a chin. Hmmm - I wonder what happens when a girl like me hits a girl like that - a girl with no chin? Guess we'll find out soon!" Nadia in gold underwire bikini. Loken in dark chocolate bra and panties, taupe lace trim (or perhaps the new Krusher VS uniform - hard to see from here).

R1: Nadia gets a dose of Kristanna's specialness - KruZher dancing, feinting, using the ring - being all tall and quick and classy in there. Loping footwork moving Krissy smoothly around Nadia - Loken pumping out stiff jabbage from her front foot, leaning forward slightly with intent gaze. Bjorlin stalking, scowling - she's coming forward, but not cutting off the ring - just following Kris, blocking poke with raised or crossed arms, missing on the receipts as Loken steps out, rotates in either direction.

R2: Nadia with more effective pressure - her own heavy, stubby jab helps to pave the way. Krissy leaning back - chin grazed by Bjorlin's ambitious right hands: Loken doesn't like it, jogging away to fresh canvas, drawing boos from the audience as Nadia's spoiling for a fight and Krissy won't cooperate. Down the stretch, Bjorlin pressing Kris hard at the apron: Kruzher blonde digs in, hunches forward, thrashing her arms hup-hup-hup to the sturdy body of her young foe - Nadia soaks it OK, but she's all stooped-over behind her mitts, unable to get off herself.

R3: Kris back up on her toes - circling mostly clockwise, but occasionally changing direction to wrong-foot Bjorlin and set up opportunistic right hands off the pivot. Kris fighting at range - nice extension on the jab, the right cross - just keeping Nadia out at the end of the punches. Bjorlin bobbing and weaving energetically, staying low, moving her hands nervously from crossed-arm at her body to earmuff at her head. Loken can't drill Nadia clean, but she does control her midring in another tactical stanza.

R4: KruZher corner doing a nice job keeping Loken focused, calm: they want her boxing just the way she has been, but trainer also adds: "...gimme a little body, Krissy. I want hooks to the body when she covers up - but don't hang around. Just touch her firm down there and get out." Loken executes as directed - mostly long-range boxing, spreading Nadia out, coaxing her forward into punches. Right hands ticketed for Bjorlin's jaw are blocked by her raised guard, but Loken's mopping up with a ringing, lanky hook in Nadia's ribs. Good tart snap off tanned brunette body - Loken pivoting left around the shots, not giving Nadia the chance to retaliate from a set position.

R5: Krissy still dictating terms midring - Nadia's won minutes, pressed Loken at times - but brunette unable to sustain offence against Kristanna's rejuvenated legs. Loken borrowing liberally from the Nik Visser playbook - stooping to reach jabs into Bjorlin's body - tapping at Nadia's reserves, wicking away her energy - then scoot-stepping away to fresh canvas. Bjorlin's brow knit in a concerned frown - she's taking Loken's punches well, coming forward - but Krissy's ring-geometry a bewildering puzzle through 5.

R6: "Hey, Nads - can I call you 'Nads'?" Loken chirps - she's just loping to her left - easy steppin' - jabbing to keep Nadia pinned down: scowling Bjorlin following, lumping up under constant poke. "Baby, when I knock you out (pumps jab, steps left) Do you want to get spanked, or should I just go at your jugs Heigl-style? (Pumps jab, pumps jab, steps left, pumps jab) You know - where you spreadeagle on your back and I mount you and beat your hooters to (pumps jab, steps left) pulp? Which do you prefer?" On and on like this - Nadia saying nothing, just trying to inch closer to her tormentress - Loken keeping up a steady patter, keeping her distance. On the few occasions Nadia's able to burst through...Krissy ties her up head-and-arm, pulling Nadia in close and backing into ropes for ref's breaks.

R7: The taunting continues, the sparkling jab to head and body, the loping, smooth footwork, the hooks-off-right hands - Krissy just fighting her fight and loving it on Nadia. Bjorlin still in it, still game - occasionally she'll weave in close and detonate a right hand off Krissy's ribs, or graze her chin a hook as Loken's leaning away - but Kris managing distance beautifully, never hanging around toe-to-toe with this young mauler. More crowd booing: they want to see Krissy get in there, get hurt, and start slopping back and forth - Loken being very stingy with the opportunities she's giving Nadia to slug.

R8: Krissy's finest round, shuts Bjorlin out, puts real mileage on those tanned, curvy brunette legs. Jab/lateral movement sets it all up - Krissy able to lean into withering right hands up top (partially blocked) and get those nasty, snap-cranking hooks digging deep to Nadia's ribs. Bjorlin grunting, buckling beneath those body shots - Krissy's sinking 'em in behind the right elbow, really stroking Nadia with vigour. Loken getting a little brazen, walking Bjorlin in, then laying in to pump lively rights and lefts against Nadia's sturdy midsection. Brunette curling around the body work, suffering it - by the time she's ready to answer - Loken's already gone, pumping that jab again from a new direction.

R9: Nadia with good first minute pressure - forcing a lot of panicky Loken clinches - but KruZher vixen again able to smother it, back into ropes and get ref's breaks. By the second minute, Loken's legs have resumed control. Midway through, Nadia hanging her jab - just pawing it to find Krissy: Loken answers with a gorgeous pull-counter ala Theron, just drop-snapping that right hand over top and clouting Nadia rangy on her chin. Bjorlin staggering in fence post holes for a moment - Kris content to step around, observe her foe's plight, but not push matters - Loken continues to bang away jabs outside, look for hooks-of-opportunity to the body when hurtin' Nadia covers up.

R10: Kris managing the early rushes of Nadia with tactical clinches, drawing boos - but once again, those long, golden legs take over at around the minute mark, forcing Nadia to give weary chase. Bjorlin all scuffed up, face shiny and sore, ribs well tattooed - she's stubbornly walking Loken down but brunette clearly a little discouraged at not being able to work the blonde straight up. Krissy keeps her distance, actually draws a warning for taunting, she's talking so much - Loken cruises to the bell, feasting on Bjorlin's jugs with tart jabs to the cleavage late. Comes back UD10 wide - Kristanna Loken.

After: Meanspirited taunting continues after the bell - hotcheeked Bjorlin's had enough, has to be restrained by officials as Kris blows goodbye kisses from a safe distance. "I understand the crowd's frustration," Loken says in postfight, addressing the first boos of her rollercoaster career. She gets very pretty, tilting her chin down, batting her eyelashes at the camera as she continues: "All I'm asking is that people have a little patience with me. I'm getting my game together - you can see the legs are back 100%; I know I didn't press Nadia as much as I could have, but I DID hurt her - she was staggering around like a coke-whore from my right hand in the 9th. I WILL deliver knockouts in the future: that's a promise!"