UNIFIED BANTAMWEIGHT TITLE

Posted by simguy 3-10-06 (Thanks to Ginny for this repost)

Alba in the big dance once again, but this time with breakthrough momentum as she's apparently clicking on all cylinders. "I'm ready to take the titles," a confident Jessica tells reporters in prefight. "I wasn't before, I know that now. I've gotten title shots that I didn't deserve just because of my name, but this time: I've earned the opportunity in the ring. Jaime's ripe for the plucking: nobody stays on top forever and I think, reviewing the tapes of her last few fights - you can see the wear and tear starting to get to her." Pressly delighted to be cashing in: an Alba dance just about as lucrative as any in the division - this is why she joined the Krushers. "It's nice to get paid," Jaime shrugs. "I've fought the fights and established my credentials against the best: now it's time to reap the rewards. Not saying Alba can't fight, but everyone knows she's soft. Soft fighters don't beat Jaime Pressly - it's as simple as that." Pressly in silver bikini - Alba in teal top/rainbow striped trunks from "Into The Blue". White gloves, both vixens.

Rd 1: Tactical feeling out round, both girls using the ring, probing opposition defences and reflexes. Jaime more abrupt in her movements, darting in and out, changing directions and walking around her foe on the outside. Alba more lithe, choosier with her punches - she's looking to slide to spots, time Jaime with licking hooks or slicing right hands. Pressly setting the pace - she's the aggressor, getting off in the final minute as Jessica slips and rolls her torso to avoid contact.

Rd 2: Same again: the long, lean lines of Alba; the staccato crispness of Pressly. Jessica getting the jab out, problematizing things for Pressly - Jaime getting pre-empted, tamed a little as Alba pulses the stick, steps to her left. Jessica managing distance better - sliding back from Jaime's rushes, dragging that front (left) foot and looking to catch Pressly the check hook coming in. Smooth, graceful moves have Jessi in control - Pressly unable to get her range or timing as Alba proves an able ring general in the second.

Rd 3: Pressly pressing the pace, attacking more vigourously, gambling more: it costs her this round. Alba sliding, bending at the waist, pivoting clockwise - midway through she fades Pressly, lures Jaime forward, then ducks in while looping the hook up top to startle Pressly upside the head. JAIME'S WOBBLY BUTT! Alba's sleek power rocking Pressly to her toes - blonde stepping in fence post holes, doing a little ponytrot to keep her balance: Jessica moves in. Stroking right thick amidships shakes Pressly's waist; whip-action hook up top skids off shoulder, chasing Jaime to ropes. Alba in there sleek - extending hands to knuckle at Jaime's shoulders, then stroking her punches - licking hooks, withering right hands as Jessica limbers up. Alba turning her torso lithely into shots - hook curling past her her right ear on follow through, torso bending into the right hand. Poor Jaime ALL lit up - champ on her heels, taking a pasting at the ropes: Pressly proving double-tuff as she soaks up a vicious beatdown, denying Alba satisfaction at the bell. Jessica panting, disbelieving: she tore it up on Jaime and Pressly's still standing. 10-8 without the knockdown however, Jessica Alba.

Rd 4: Great recovery round, Jaime Pressly. Champ showing her skill and versatility - still shaky from that third round beating, Jaime goes to hit and run, using her legs to buy time. Alba stalking, looking to take Pressly out: Jaime in constant motion, refusing to cooperate. Pressly playing jab-and-scoot to Jessi's body - touching Alba downstairs, then scampering away. Little shoe shining flurries as Jaime lures Jess to ropes, then spins around her. Alba unhurt by any of it, but she can't capitalize on her big third round at all: shutout Jaime Pressly as blonde rallies from hurt like a champ.

Rd 5: Back to tactical boxing - Jessica leaning forward, weight on left foot, unfurling her jab to keep Pressly at arm's length. Jessi's length, sleek delivery causing problems - Jaime can't get her range without paying the price and her face is pinking up nicely from Alba's fluid range-finder. Wideranging action traverses the ring as girls fade back from each other, then go on the attack - not a lot gets done as Jessica successfully stalks Jaime for points.

Rd 6: Pressly re-negotiating - doubling up her jab to get inside, then tidying up: Jaime's superior handspeed in combination a factor as girls lay-in for the first time tonight. Alba stubborn - she's looking to ride her forearms into Jaime, then get dip n' rip uppercuts - she doesn't want to bop it back outside where she seemed to have the advantage. Pressly crouching, right hand over left at her body - she's swiping hooks hot against Jessi's ribs; shoeshining that golden tummy; tarting up those jugs. Pressly outworking Alba, then pivoting to the side while still engaged - Jessi having to shuffle her feet, not getting off as much as she'd like. Jaime's round: Jessica flustered, hot-cheeked back to her corner.

Rd 7: Jaime right hand over left at her body, just twisting her torso to slip punches, then answering back sharp licking hooks or chopping right hands - she's got Alba slugging midring and she's outscoring the challenger toe-to-toe. Jessi eats a tart right hand/left hook on her jaw and ALBA'S LEGS GIVE A SHIMMY! Jessica hurt for the first time tonight immediately clinches, lets herself be walked to the ropes. Patient, thorough Jaime Pressly - she's edging inside, fighting off Jessica's chest - little blonde getting all big-girl in there as she stays on Alba's trembling midriff. Minute's worth of paunch-polish has Jessica groaning, trying to tie up - she bends forward earmuff, giving up her back and flanks and Jaime takes full advantage. Lathering beatdown - Jaime flashing her sizzling dukes up and down Jessica's shimmering flanks, tucking in behind the elbows; swabbing that lower back. Alba just digging in, trying not to succumb - she makes it to the bell, eyes moist as Pressly looks to shatter Jessi's fragile psyche in the seventh.

Rd 8: Alba rallies! Jessica composes herself, comes out to execute - she's found some backbone post-Britney. Jab the difference maker - when Jaime can't slip past it - she's got real problems as Alba starts to work her magic midring. Jess with space can extend on right hands, slide back and lick check-hooks - Pressly constantly doubleclutching on blitzes, not wanting to get stroked coming in. Alba landing some gaudy long right hands down against Jaime's tight midsection - spearing blasts bringing frowns to champ's face as Pressly hops the perimeter, looking for angles.

Rd 9: Jaime solving the puzzle - doubling up her own jab, getting to Jessica's chest, then outworking Alba. Jessi's own stubborness costing her here: she likes it inside, she's competitive and her lanky uppercuts ARE dangerous - she's just not as effective as Ms. Pressly. Jaime beginning her patterns with flashy shoeshines of Jessica's flat gut - then roaming up-torso to slash ribs, clout jug and tag chin. Work rate, combination punching the difference as Pressly stays on top, backs Jessica to ropes and outhustles her to the finish line.

Rd 10: Jaime Pressly closes the show strong: jabbing to the body; hooking off the jab; crowding Alba to ropes. Jessi frustrated, stooped forward off the ropes: she's just waiting, not getting off as Jaime works and works. Pressly nice n' compact as she works hup-hup up the middle, just tattooing gut and jug with shrugging little lefts and rights. Outwide, Jaime puts mustard on her hook - really parking it in behind Alba's elbow, fitting in snug above the hip - then doubling up to the chin while leaning out onto the right foot. Alba weathering it well, showing some good torso movement, but she hands JP a shutout tenth in a close-fought title bout: never a good idea. Comes back one point duke for the winner and STILL champ: Jaime Pressly.

After: Alba bursting into tears: SO close this time, so competitive, but in the end, she's turned back like all the others. Pressly crowing - face shiny and lumpy from Jessica's tender mercies - champ was tactically challenged by her sinuous foe tonight, but once again found a way to separate herself. Jaime collecting belts, then taunting Jess before snivelling Alba can get out of the ring: blonde holding a belt under Jessica's nose, constantly fronting up on her and demanding her attention, clearly revelling in Alba's heartbreak.