UNIFIED FLYWEIGHT TITLE

Posted by simguy 8-21-04 (Thanks to Ginny for this repost)

Gellar living up to a complicated pre-title contingency clause in her contract, gives Pressly a walk-in to the title shot. "She's a gutsy little fighter," drawls Jaime in prefight. "Most girls would be avoiding me with all their heart, but Sarah wants to get her beating out of the way - I appreciate that. Just for being such a good sport - I'll grease her quickly, no sense in dragging this thing out and ruining her." Gellar an underdog despite wearing the belts, but undaunted at the physical challenge of Pressly. "I'll find ways to nibble at Jaime," champ promises, "there are things I can do to break her down. She's got a body like a whip, but half this game is mental and I don't think Pressly's all the Krushers think she is between the ears." Pressly in silver bikini, Sarah in white bikini, slick low ponytail.

Rds 1-2: Cagey blonde veterans match wits midring. Gellar in a tightly closed stance, feinting in, then slide-stepping away to draw Pressly forward, looking to make Pressly give up her height. Jaime reads it, doesn't bite: challenger touching Sarah a long jab, fading back to maintain distance - Gellar coming up short on her jab and unwilling to make the fight inside, loses the rounds by default.

Rd 3: Pressly stepping up the pace. Jab starting to spank and sting, guiding Gellar into the ropes and corners - Jaime starts to rev it up. Lashing hooks rake across Gellar's body, licking left uppercuts threaten her - Sarah moving her head well, flat footed and supple off the ropes, but Pressly's mounting a sustained rangy-limbed lather. Midway through, searing right hand misses over top Sarah's head, but comeback left hook catches her hard across the chin - Gellar put wobbly butt, badly punished down the stretch as Jaime mops up those ribs, both hands stroking hard to the bell.

Rd 4: Gellar forced to adjust - needs to take chances to change the geometry of the bout, get closer and get off. Sarah spitting jabs to close, not landing, but crowding in and shining Pressly's ribcage with feisty scraping lefts and rights. Pressly dragging the front foot, just looking to ease back a little bit and light Gellar up the right uppercut - good give and go in a brisk fourth. Sarah avoids harm, lands busily about the torso of her foe, outworking Jaime for points.

Rd 5: Pressly nimble in either direction, fending Gellar off with the jab - Jaime getting exactly what she'd hoped for: smaller Sarah forcing the issue to come inside. Pressly lovely as she lopes around the perimeter, left hand low, right hovering around her head or chest, just stopping, potshotting, then hopping away - she paints Sarah a tidy shutout this round.

Rd 6: Pressly back to dragging the front foot, just leaning out on Sarah, looking to lick back at her when Gellar snaps off her combinations. Wonderful stuff - Gellar's sharp punching snik-snack off Pressly's left hip and ribs - Jaime's sudden right uppercuts to the head and body, slicing hooks as she leans away, left foot in a bucket as she works out of the pocket. Paydirt late: Pressly sliding just out of reach to draw a Gellar right hand, then easing back in with a licking right uppie on the chin, greasy sliding hook on the chin - Gellar dropped to her backside as Jaime bounces away all smiles.

Rd 7: Gellar a real champ off the knockdown - roaring her way into Pressly, backing Jaime up and forcing wiry challenger to brawl off the ropes. Sarah making like Fishel: head in Pressly's chest, shoulders rotating, fists plugging into open flesh - Jaime keeping her elbows in, covering up, just looking to clip Sarah the counter uppercut. Bell to bell Sarah - she's not really hurting Jaime, but the sheer volume and ferocity enough to keep Pressly bottled up at the ropes.

Rds 8-9: Pressly patient, professional - back up on her toes, using the ring, jabbing to steer Gellar. Sarah really at a loss - when Pressly circles, Gellar's options are limited: stay on the outside and get nibbled to death jabs; weave in close and get potshotted that lethal, coiled right and merciless check-hooks. Sarah lumping up around the eyes - Jaime content to head hunt and control her foe rather then jump on her to please the fans.

Rd 10: Jaime in the pocket again - gets a tasty counter right uppercut on the chin, pulls a slapping hook across Sarah's temple, then absolutely guts her a limber-limbed right uppercut to the sternum. Sarah crying out, legs giving way, then straightening - champion does herself proud by standing her ground and punching with Pressly as Jaime surges forward to finish. Pressly misjudging her prey - plenty of fight in Sarah - Jaime moving in and giving up her height plays into Sarah's hands for one of the few times tonight. Spirited two way trade the best action of the night as golden brown blondes slash and tear at one another without mercy. Spanking lefts and rights continue on after the bell as both girls' blood is up. Comes back UD10 comfy, for the winner and NEW flyweight champ - Jaime Pressly.

After: Gellar battered, but unbowed - she took on her number one contender and lost - no shame there. "She's just too damn big," Gellar admits ruefully, "I just couldn't get into my game against her." Pressly crowing, strutting with belts and carrying on in the ring, delivering on her promise to deliver flyweight gold to the Krushers. It's midcelebration when none other than Lucy Liu appears suddenly to front up on Pressly: flat Asian glare an unmistakable challenge as the Krusher past collides with Krusher present in seething fashion