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19 February 2012 Claire Danes vs Kate Beckinsale

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Posted by simguy on 2/19/2012, 4:35 pm

BEFORE: "I've been waiting some time for Claire to move against me," Kate confides in prefight. "We've sparred before you know - on-set: I bullied her, and I think that's why she's stayed at flyweight all these years. The memory of my fists haunts Claire, as it would anybody. I welcome the chance to make her fears reality again." Danes non-plussed by Kate's 'tude: if anything, Claire's the more accomplished boxer coming in. "I could have moved to bantam when Eliza did," Danes shrugs, "but that wasn't the plan. The plan was to crush the 110 pound division beneath my iron heel, and rule with an iron fist for a decade. Mission accomplished. No one seriously debates that I'm the best boxer there's ever been at fly, so it's only natural to step up and see if I can expand my dominion. Kate's been strong at bantam, but not spectacular...can a good big woman beat a magnificent smaller woman? I'll just say flat out that I doubt it." Claire in plush velvet midnight blue bra and panties with white lace trim; small powder blue mitts; blonde hair up in the back with long bangs bracketing the cheekbones. Kate in purple bra and panties; small black gloves; hair in loose tangly curls.

R1: Brisk explorations undertaken by both beauties - rapid counterclockwise rotation punctuated by lunging jab-and-withdraw body-touches; bobbing torsos; right hands at cheeks as both girls affect closed stances, each canting slightly to her own right. Elbows in, neither fighter reaching: good sound fundamentals as girls step close, get off compact, then withdraw in good order. Midway through, Claire catches Kate a cuffing palm-down check-hook to chin; chips the stubby right uppercut from the right (back) plant-leg; hooks Kate to right cheek as BECKINSALE GOES DOWN! Becks in shock, hardly expecting to be off her feet against "feather-fisted" Claire...smug blonde girl struts to corner with a "I know something you don't know" look. Becks up at 8, looking frazzled: Claire moves in big-girl. Beck in earmuff...Claire palms shoulders to push Kate into ropes; loops wide right hand round the guard to smite the ear/jaw; pushing Katie again, then LICKS her a savage left across the gut - really popping hip-right to sink that baby in LOUD. Beckinsale bunching forward behind her mitts...Claire still elbows-in, organized...she dips right, chops the right in above Kate's left hip; dips left, jerks a stubby left uppercut in behind Kate's right tricep, jamming into underjug; paws the jab at Kate's guard, then feeds her a trim, short right hand between the mitts, spanking pate. Bell: Claire makes brazen eye contact prior to turning on her heel for the business-like brisk-march to corner.

R2: Claire dominates midring as both girls box in clockwise circles. Danes left hand lively about Kate's breasts and face - blonde girl dabbing and darting her jab, touching her brunette. Kate's own jab dying on Claire's right palm - frequently resulting in swift palm-down left hook ripostes from Danes, blonde girl punching off her back (right) foot with accuracy. Frustrating stuff for Kate - she's there, she's in range, she's not hitting anything important, and meanwhile...Danes is sampling the goods at will. Light, bright, PIK! PAK! of Claire's mitts on Kate's meat tells the tale: shutout Danes sends her brisk-marching back to her stool all upbeat and sunny.

R3: Claire stepping and jabbing, casually telling Kate: "Gonna swipe me some belly now," whereupon she does - cuffing paunch a swatting hook while pivoting left. Beckinsale fuming, right hand at her cheek, eyes furious...she redoubles her efforts to land the jab, forcing Danes to bend to her right at the waist, giving up left flank for chopping Beckinsale right hands. Claire smote, but handling it: she's back out of crouches with sharp right uppercuts to tummy - often putting hooks on top to clap Kate's mouth. Spirited stuff - Kate punching with authoritative right hands, pinking Claire's ribs: Danes still controlling the angles, taking inventory of all things Kate through 3.

R4: Kate finally boxes Claire to a standstill midring - girls keeping elbows in, dipping side to side, using the jab, then hacking tight body shots in behind either opposing elbow. Beckinsale's weight of shot earns respect late...Claire disengages, starts to roam the ring with Kate walking her down big girl.

R5: Claire looking like she's going to pump that relaxed jab to tummy...she jumps in close instead, fitting hook tidy to jaw, sending Beckinsale reeling to ropes in wonder. Danes scooting-to, bringing her feet with her as she bounces right hand off tight British gut; bounces left hand off paunch; jerks left uppercut to overhanging British chin; pushes stunned brunette into ropes, ragdolling staring Katie; feeds her a swift right cross, punching the mouthpiece off Kate's teeth...BECKINSALE'S IN STUPOR! Kate sprawling against ropes, hands disorganized: Claire to the left of Kate's centerline, hooks Beckinsale's face, bouncing the head back, watching it loll back into position all glassy-eyed. Right hand Claire chops at Kate's ear, spilling her into neutral corner...Danes hopping-with, eyes hard, lips pressed tight as she crouches, then RIPS left hook to tummy as she straightens up into Kate; bumps whining Briton back via left shoulder in chest; snatches left hook off tummy again to pitch Kate forward "UHHHH!" Beckinsale draping arms around Claire's shoulders...blonde girl wriggling her arms under Kate's, legs driving to stack brunette against turnbuckles, then it's left hook bouncing off taut gut; chippy left uppercut finding Kate's chin; slap chop close-in right hand to jaw; left-forearm shiv to jugs; drifting right across the chops and THE REF STEPS IN! Claire standing just behind the man, hands raised, shouting "YES! YES!" with a belligerent expression. Devastated Kate Beckinsale swooning in the official's arms, all touched and busted...that's TKO5 Claire freaking Danes!

After: Crowd stunned...camera pan catches Eliza Dushku with pursed lips/non-plussed expression, giving the win a heavily ironic charity-clap from ringside...AND CLAIRE'S NOT DONE!

Doffing gloves, Claire takes Kate from the ref and guides her to HISC corner, pushing brunette upright, then mounting ropes in triumph! Claire's all-conquering tummy pushes Kate's devastated, grimacing face to Kate's right...brunette's eyes shut tight as hands push on Claire's belligerent hips. Danes smiling - both hands held high with index fingers extended...she leaves her scent on Kate and sends a jolt through the bantamweight division with the unexpected stoppage.