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27 June 2003 Jennifer Love Hewitt vs Natalie Portman

Page history last edited by Archer844 12 years, 1 month ago

 

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Posted by Simguy on 6/27/2003, 9:20 pm.

 

Before: Hewitt enjoying the spotlight attendant any home run hitter--she's chirpy with the press, upbeat with the 'tude and taunting Portman at every turn. jen crossing the dais to a seated Natalie, flexing her right bicep and putting it under Portman's nose, telling Nat to "check it out!" Portman non-plussed, pushing the slender limb away and refusing to take the bait. Boith girls with good boxing pedigrees--despite Hewitt's promises of "nothing less than a KO" over Portman, most expect a classy dime of skills along with any thrills. White sports bra, high waist aerobics bottoms Portman--white string bikini Jenny Love.

 

R1: Girls midring, fighting outside behind spiteful jabs. Portman hands up, elbows in--Hewitt right hand at her cheek, left lower, lifting the jab off her stomach. Pretty footwork--both dragging the back foot as they skid forward, dragging the front foot as they fade back, both emphasizing the left hand. Hewitt more aggressive, stabbing stick to body and head--both darting at one another's eyes with small-girl cruelty.

 

R2: Nat Portman over the jab-fest, spackling Hewitt in the first minute, really stepping into Jen's face, dazing her. easy clockwise slide from Portman as she pecks away--end of minute 1 she drops a clean right hand on the mouth that has Hewitt stutter-stepping. Portman's executing a masterpiece of disciplined powerboxing--edging in close to hook Hewitt's ribs, buckling jenny forward, thren slicing the left uppercut against the overhanging face. Hewitt stumbling backwards--Portman extends on a sizzling right and JEN SCOOTS TO HER BUTT! Jenny sniveling, disgusted with herself, but she's up too fast, nearly pitching to her gave as the ref takes a look. Portman jabbing her girl to the ropes, then placing vicious straight rights in the body, stepping back out behind the jab to keep the heat on--Hewitt reeling, facing into blows. Sudden right hand on the cin--JENNIFER'S DOWN! Nattie prepping the target with her jab, then edging ointo her front foot, hooking Jen's quivering belly with no remorse. At the bell--Jenny Love blubbery, rubbery-legged--Portman forces eye contact to make her point.

 

R3: Nattie doubling up the jab, shooting right ctrosses--she clips Jenny's chin again in the opening moments to send Hewitt stagger-stepping to the ropes. Patient follow up from Portman--always approaching behind her jab, getting Hewitt covered up, then dipping over to roast those ribs that snatching hook. Natalie really punishing Hewitt with left hands, hooks thick in the flank wobbling Jenny to her left with little babysteps, cruel jabs busting up eyes, bloodying the nose, Another methodical Portman shutout--one slender fly just taking another apart through 3.

 

R4: Hewitt hasn't had to call upon her heart in recent weeks--she does so now to answer her critics. Jenny badly busted up, but refusing to punk--she matches Portman jab for stinging jab midring in a spiteful display of face punching. It's Portman giving ground late--Hewitt stepping forward and extending on a crashing right to the jaw that puts Portman wobbly butt! Nattie hurt, leaning forward behind her gloves--Jenny steps-to and claws at her girls' flanks with rapacious rights and lefts at the bell. Hewiitt chesting up to force eye contact--Portman's eyes welling up--these girls are taking it deep on one another tonight.

 

R5: Natalkie carving Jennifer up with a heartless, surgical jab this round. Easy movement around either Hewitt flank, sparkling jabs banging back her beautiful face, closing the left eye, keeping the nose leaking. Jennifer gritting her teeth, hands up, squaring to Natalie, but she can't get out of the way of that nasty stick. Portman slicing Hewitt up for shutout--more hard glares back and forth as the damage done is so deliberate, vindictive.

 

R6: Hewitt turning flat footed, swinging brawny from her hips--brawling style gets to Portman a little bit as she is backed up, forced out of her angular stance. Jenny slapping at Natalie's sides, then clouting her chin--Portman often covering up in confusion as pelting blows beat down ribs and ears. Bell sounds--Hewitt carries a firm right hand to the pit of Natalie's belly late--drawing a shout of pain from the ex-champ and sending a message as Jen stays in the match.

 

R7: Another excruciating Natale Portman shutout--the jab a rapier at Hewitt's breasts, eyes. Portman just dialed in, has her range--stepping easy to her left and working Jennifer over. Hewitt turning, hands up but not blocking--she's not seeing punches well, head banging back from cracking impacts, but her legs seem solid. Portman getting a nice straight right hand down into Jen's sternun--Hewitt's backing up from the shot, lips pursed--she doesn't like those touches.

 

R8: Hewitt still game despite the facial--she times right hands choppy over Nat's jab, jumps in the hook, gets Portman backing up. Jen forcing Nat to square up and slug at the ropes--slender-limbed cuteys muscling up, clouting each other's jaws with flat right hands, leaning in on front feet to hook savagely to the ribcage. Hewitt outworking Portman in these toe-to-toe exchanges, neither girl clinching through 8 very brisk rounds.

 

R9: Hewitt marching on Portman, leading with her chin but getting away with it on the strength of gambling lefts and rights. Portman giving ground in good order, taking spanking blows off her shoulders, blocking shots--just letting Jenny wallop away and spend up some energy. Down the stretch, Portman blocks a right hand, chin-checks Jenny a bingo right hand, puts the hook on top and HEWITT GOES DOWN! Jenny sniffling, struggling to get to her feet--ses shabby, disappointed for 8. Portman slicing in behind her jab, getting Hewitt's hands up then GUTTING her that cruel right shic in the sternum. Agony on Hewitt's face as she she sits stunned in the ropes and PORTMAN GOES JUG! Natalie taking full advantage of a helpless Hewitt, POUNDING away on Jen;s plump puppies, mouthpiecr dribbling off her teeth as she leans to her left and HEWITT'S DOWN! Jenny sobbing on all fours, sinking back onto her haunches and it's OVER! KO9 Natalie Portman as Jenny can;t get off her butt.

 

After: Hard feelings in the aftermath--busted up and battered Hewitt forlorn, staring "how-could-you" daggers at Natalie--Portman glaring back--it's tense. "You know damn well she would have walked me if the shoe were on the other foot," says Natalie Portman in post fight, "it's all she could talk about this week. I'm better than that, but I am glad I burst her bubble--all that wild flailing crap is so amateurish, I'm surprised she was getting to girls with it. She was crying from my body shots and her face was all messed up--she wasn't so cocky once I put my foot down. I think she knows who's boss now."

 

Reposted by Archer 2/11/12.

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