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19 February 2012 Tricia Helfer vs Candice Swanepoel

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Posted by simguy on 2/19/2012, 4:20 pm

BEFORE: Very first press conference...Swanepoel's left hand grabs Tricia's silver-grey satin top and tugs Helfer nose-to-nose. Tense seconds pass - Tricia rigid, ready to throw if need be, but refusing to be baited - just maintaining eye contact with smirking Candace. Finally Candi pushes Tricia away saying: "Made you blush." Tricia: livid, 'cause it's true. Weigh-in more of the same theatrics...Helfer standing in her undies, arms crossed angrily, eyes rolling as Candace approaches in full VS wings, music throbbing, klieg lights sweeping the room...it's the Candi Swanepoel circus every time Tricia turns around. "I'm inside her head," Candi grins at podium. "I can hear her grinding her teeth from here! Trish, word of advice: all that frowning you do when I'm around...not good for that leathery skin of yours. Everyone remembers what I did to Tricia's body last time out...I see no reason to change that. I'm going back there, I'm doing work, and Tricia Helfer is just going to have to stand there and take it!" Helfer visibly trying to control blood pressure at dais, taking a moment to breathe before speaking. "Obviously, one lucky..." suddenly, an obnoxiously loud cellphone ringtone goes off - Material Girl by Madonna: Candi picks up, the table-mic broadcasting her conversation to the room, "Hey! No. No. I'm bored. Tricia's talking blah blah blah. Tricia. Tricia Helfer - you know that old hag I knocked out with my hella body shot last year? I KNOW right? But she wanted another dose of Candi, so...No, God - I'm way prettier - she's like a hundred! OK, gotta go, everyone's looking at me." Candace in black VS bikini with bright baby blue strings; small powder blue gloves; long blonde hair loose in tangly curls. Tricia in metallic baby blue bikini; small neon orange gloves; long, loose dirty-blonde tangly curls. Staredown: Tricia smouldering; Candi smirking, kissing her lips at Trish after ref's finished droning.

During R1: Candi reaching the left to Tricia's tummy, bringing down Helfer's guard, then driving in via lusty right hand up top, turning Tricia's chin. Picturesque stuff - Helfer's head tossing to her right; Tricia's eyes frowned shut, lips pursing in pain...Candi's back (right) foot skipping happily up off canvas upon delivery. Tricia smote, but taking it well...she's soon loping to her right, feeding Candi backhand jabs; ducking Candi's long-shot receipts, then straightening up into limber hooks drawn smooth across Swanny's mouth. Swanepoel all furious with blonde curls in her eyes, teeth bared - she reaches her left hand out to touch at Tricia's guard, then leans in limber to SMITE Helfer's leftside ribs - small glove sounding out PAK! against Tricia's lean lats; that right (back) foot skipping gleefully up off canvas. Helfer wincing, shying away, but not routed: as Candi hops to close, Tricia walks young supermodel into a sneaky check-hook across chin, twisting and bending down on follow through to put left shoulder in Candi's body, then shrugging Swanepoel off with the left elbow push. Bell: Swanny obviously pleased with herself, smiling broadly while executing that exaggerated catwalk-stomp back to her corner, posing fierce on one hip before sitting down, tossing her hair - Candi making a production out of taking her stool for grateful cameramen.

R2: Girls lope leggy 'round the ring, continuing to compose picturesque moments of hurt-and-triumph with each other. Tricia taking an unusual number of driving right hands to chin - her head tossing back and to her right, hair wild across her face. Candi crying out as Tricia dips-n'-rips stiff left uppercuts direct to sternum - younger model all eyebrows arched high, eyes shut, mouth open in shock. Swanny continuing to throw her bendy body into swinging right hands that land PAK! against Tricia's leftside lats...Helfer grimacing, shying away upon receipt, visibly distressed by these strokes. Tricia warned for elbow-pushing - she's using that chickenwinged left elbow to nudge and steer - ref doesn't like it.

R3: Lovely, sinewy lasses elect to stand strong, lean forward a bit, arms slung low - each girl holding her hands at her thighs, and these girls are swapping body licks. Faces tight with determination and discomfort - blonde curls hiding the eyes even as lips visibly curl off bright white close-up ready teeth. It's lanky barbarism at its finest - girls swapping loose, stroking blows to tummies and sternums in rising, curling arcs. Fighters flat-footed, rotating clockwise as a natural consequence of the slugging. Girls panting, trying not to whine or cry out, but it's hard: both are getting clean, clean looks to the body. Right hands curl up and across trembling midsection, the fist following through to left shoulder. Left hands reach out wide from the hip, then swat across quivering flat tummy, following through to right hip or breast. Back and forth, slender, sinuous arms all loose and rangy - girls twisting on their hips/arching their backs to get lanky leverage on the shots...you rarely see two sleek model-class physiques put it all on the line like this. Bell: both girls mouthbreathing, eyes wincing with "how could you" glares...fighters slouch to respective corners, each girl showing hurt during the break. Candi's corner delighted: "Take that all night long if she'll give it to you Candi: she's too old to go lick for lick with you!" Helfer's corner less thrilled: "Happy? Got that out of your system? Okay, you proved you can slop it up with the kid: how about a little 'hit and don't GET hit' now, okay? How would that be?"

R4: Helfer a little less reckless now - elbows in, hands loose about her chest...she's standing her ground now, bending at the waist to weave and slip Candi's sweeping wallops, then coming back to draw slicing, swiping punches across Candi's tummy tits and ribs. Trish nice and relaxed in the pocket, scoring her touches; pivoting to her right; bending at waist/moving head - always keeping the elbows in for a nice tight delivery. Swanny cranky from the one sided flow of hurt...she's throwing aggressively, rarely making satisfying contact, though she can count on that vicious, swinging right hand burying itself in Tricia's left flank.

R5: Helfer in that lanky pocket again, being bendy: Swanepoel swinging lusty, trying to get Tricia hurt with every shot. Helfer dipping-n'-licking uppercuts from either hand against Candi's tummy/sternum area...grim smile on Tricia's lips as she collects strokes, sending tremors down Candi's long legs by the minute mark. Midway through, Helfer gliding back half a step walks Candi into a kissing hook to chin, swiveling Swanny's head and DROPPING CANDACE TO ALL FOURS! Helfer cold-eyed, glaring down on the strut past: Candi sniveling, picking herself up for a rickety 8 at ropes. Swanepoel assuring ref she's good: ON COMES TRICIA! Helfer baring her teeth, palming Candi's shoulders as Swanepoel shows face-in-gloves, then OH MY GOD, THE BODY-LICKING! Helfer unleashing, getting lithe hips and bendy back into hateful left/right strokes to the flanks of Candace...Swanny cringing in ropes, weeping into her palms as another blonde beats her without mercy. Ref shouting: "Answer back Candi! You gotta answer back!" Tricia: curls in her eyes, teeth bared, OH she's putting her back into limber, hateful strokes, just destroying Candace to either side the ribs. Swanny sitting in ropes, drooping forward...Tricia swabbing the lithe lower back of her foe with pity as it becomes available. That's it - poor Candace can't withstand it...she jack=knifes into canvas, hands still at her face as she rolls onto her right side, drawing knees up close to her belly. Helfer seething, nostrils flaring as ref pushes her away...it's KO5 Tricia Helfer in payback-to-the-body style!

After: Helfer furious, disobeying HMK standing orders by crossing the floor, pulling a weepy Candace Swanepoel off her stool and yanking her out for a majestic blonde-on-blonde walk of shame. It's harsh stuff...poor Candace still hugging her body and blubbering as she's put on display...scowling Tricia with her right hand around Candi's slim waist, left hand on Candi's left shoulder during the tour. "Look, Candace crossed a line with me," Tricia says in postfight, still angry. "I just redrew it for her, and hopefully she'll be more respectful in the future. Frankly, I'm surprised and disappointed in Theron: Candace has no idea how to act - it's up to Charlize to rein that kid in and teach her some respect. If not, people like me will step in, and Candace will suffer for it!"