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10 June 2012 Title Ch Tricia Helfer vs Brooklyn Decker

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UNIFIED LIGHTWEIGHT TITLE

Posted by Simguy on June 10, 2012, 9:30 am

BEFORE: "If I'm ever going to get my mitts on this girl, it has to be now," Tricia affirms in prefight, answering questions regarding the legitimacy of Brooklyn's claim to the throne. "A trophy-blonde like Brooklyn comes along once a generation, and she's not going to be a lightweight forever. Also, I know that Wiz would never let Decker near me unless we dangled a title at them...it had to be done! I'm either going to hand out the beating of the year to this girl, or give up the upset of the year, so I'm excited to see how it all turns out!"

Brooklyn showing zero respect for lightweight's reigning sorceress...she just doesn't get the Tricia-hype. "Honestly, I don't see what makes her so great," Brooklyn says, sporting a confused little frown at podium. "They say 'watch this tape of Tricia' - and it's all I can do to stay awake...all she does is run! They bring in Angie Harmon to give me Tricia looks, and I just body her into ropes and bully her. I'm not afraid of sorcery...you know what's better than sorcery? Pure, brute force. Wins everytime. Get ready boys - you too, Serinda: 'Brooklyn Decker: Lightweight Champion' is your headline!"

Brooklyn in yellow bikini; white gloves; blonde hair loose. Tricia in black lace push up; leopard print bikini bottoms; black gloves; dirty-blonde hair in long, tangly curls.

During R1: One-one-TWO: BROOKLYN GOES DOWN! Pinpoint straight right off the double-jab slides onto Brookie's chin seconds in: she's on her buns-and-elbows in astonishment. Decker up, blinking hard for 8: ON COMES TRICIA! Helfer hard-eyed, jabbing Brooklyn into ropes, then STRAPPING a rangy, succulent right/left to midsection. Brooklyn groaning, stooping forward in earmuff, butt-in-ropes...Lanky Trish squares away to work. Helfer's left hand touching top of Brooklyn's head as she SNATCHES a licking right off the Decker breadbasket. Tricia's right touches at Brookie's scalp; Tricia's hips pop-right as she snaps left hand off tummy, then she's setting to lick another whippy right. Brooklyn sobbing, legs a-tremble...champ's just strapping away rangy, taking Brooklyn in her gut; lapping in around either elbow - including a withering buggywhip right hacking in above Decker's left hip. It's all too much...Brooklyn eventually dropping to all fours panting in gut-shock...Helfer striding leggy to neutral corner all blazing eyes, flaring nostrils. Decker fighting her way off the deck, eyes shiny with tears...she bravely indicates she's good to go upon ref's check: he waves Tricia back on in! Helfer steps-to - jabs those jugs; cuffs hook-to-chin; slops wide right wallop to chin...DECKER'S READY TO GO! Back to the body for Tricia - thick strapping left/right, Helfer gettiing supple hips and back into the delivery and DECKER COMES UP HOOKING! Sweeping left from the crouch clouts Tricia's chin, unhinging Helfer's long legs...SHE'S STEPPING IN FENCE POST HOLES! Snarling Decker wraps a brawling right around Tricia's head, dragging her off-balance...girls stumble into ropes facing each other. Decker punching her way forward as Helfer spills to her left along ropes and TRICIA GOES DOWN! Helfer bludgeoned to her back parallel to ropes as Brooklyn bellows down at her...ref bodying excited young ingenue away as rickety champ reaches right hand awkwardly into ropes. Helfer beats the count woozy, trying to rally...Brooklyn wading back in when the bell rings, bringing ref in as Decker's still on course for Trish!

R2: Decker stomping out all righteous-anger as Tricia roams to her right. Decker haymakers miss the mark as Helfer slips and bobs...Tricia slide-stepping back in-stance, issuing the check-jab, then ducking down/stepping in close with left shoulder against Brooke's body; pivoting clockwise - neatly crowding and evading in one fluid motion. Decker changing course all jugs a-jumpin', teeth bared...Tricia loose-limbed in the pocket, featuring her jab to Brooklyn's jugs for initiative. Decker hurling the overhand right: Tricia slips underneath, pushing Brookie in the back, directing young bombshell face-first to ropes. Tricia stepping to the attack as Brooklyn forms earmuff...precautionary jabs pound at Brooklyn's defences, then Helfer buggywhips that right hand THICK to paunch! Decker groaning, wanting to brawl, but Tricia's jab nibbles at the guard, keeping Decker's guns holstered. Another withering right lashes Brooklyn's tummy, followed by a snap-snatching left off the sternum...Brookie's legs give a shimmy as she sits in ropes. Tricia jab-jabs the guard; PUMMELS those jugs a short right hand; licks the left hook in under Brooklyn's elbows...Decker whining in pain, starting to unravel. Tricia leans in close with left shoulder stacking Brookie up by her guard, then picking her up a carving little right uppercut...Decker just standing there, so Tricia feeds her an extra right uppercut, LOOSENING BROOKLYN UP! Decker's hands drop, eyes staring...Tricia's hook spanks off face; Helfer leans in behind drifting right to chin, bang-banging Brooklyn's face sleepy! Propping left forearm across the breasts stabilizes Decker; scooping right snatches at her tummy; cuffing hook chops across her mouth, leaving her staring and THE REF STEPS IN! TKO2 in surprisingly violent fashion, Tricia Helfer!

Serinda Swan hits "send" on her tweet: "Brooklyn DECKED! HAHAHAHAHA!! #loser"

AFter: Brooklyn rendered helpless by sinewy precision of Tricia...Helfer turning puncher in a wildly uncharacteristic slugfest. "I changed my plan on the fly," Helfer admits in postfight, hands on hips, looking sweaty/regal in victory, "When she went down, I'll be honest - my inner jaguar took over! She was surprised, shocked, hurt...I just felt like the right thing to do was to exploit the opening and go at her, rather than box the plan we'd worked out in camp. Almost backfired - sorry Heather! But she's a young fighter, she was badly rattled and confused...I honestly felt like I could get her if I kept the pressure on!" BLONDE! Magazine waxing sycophantic in the aftermath of Tricia's triumph, calling her the most dominant champ in boxing, and equating her victory over Brooklyn with Theron's equally stunning 2002 erasure of then-feared Kelly Lynch, or Ryan's 2000 destruction of strong Kristy Swanson