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19 June 2012 Downtown Julie Brown vs Emily Procter

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Posted by Jac Fac on June 19, 2012, 1:15 pm

Written by Jac Fac

(Retro Bout Ca. 2004)

Marg Helgenberger continued to lament her loss in the ring to Katie Couric months after the solid battering she'd endured and the ignominy she felt after falling to the 'talking head' in front of a huge crowd at Madison Square Garden. Even current Gotham mayor Mike Bloomberg, and former mayor and wannabe Prez Rudy Guiliani, had been in attendance. It was a 'happening' in New York but Marg couldn't pull off the win and had been badly victimized by the sexy leggy newsbabe.

CSI's 'Catherine Willows' was vindictive if nothing else and while her confidence was battered after that loss, she wanted revenge for that beating... in any form. As she sat nursing a drink at an L.A. nightspot, CSI Miami’s Emily Proctor happened to arrive solo.

“Hey what's up?” chirped Marg.

“Not much,” was the response from Proctor. “Hey you look a bit woebegone there girlfriend,” continued Emily.

“What's up is I can't shake that damned loss to Couric this past winter,” replied Marg. “Now she's slated to fight 'Downtown' Julie Brown who is a bit of a tigress. I wanted Julie myself,” said Marg. “Now that damned bubble has burst.”

“Well hey, maybe I can be the one,” gushed Emily. “She's a phony who picks rollover floozies she knows she can beat. What do you think of my dealing with her? After I knock her ass out, I can face Couric myself and finish the whole job. That sound like a plan Marg?”

“Sure does,” purred Helgenberger who thought Emily had swallowed her bait hook line and sinker. Marg wanted back in the ring, but after she saw how Emily fared. Proctor issued her challenge to Downtown via Eartha Kitt, Julie's manager and trainer.

“Sure blondie, we'll be happy to have you fight us,” came Kitt's response.

Julie got the word and went into training immediately. Proctor was an unknown quantity to the Brown camp. She looked strong and she might possess speed, but she had no real boxing record to speak of.

“Careful of that type,” cautioned Eartha. “Those are just the ones who can nail your cocky ass and I don't want that happening. We have McKay and Couric coming up, so let's be smart.”

Julie was aptly forewarned.

A month later they are pitted against one another in Miami at the Orange Bowl. The crowd is Southern and CSI Miami shoots a lot of local footage, so they fans tilt heavily pro Proctor. Julie is booed roundly as she is introduced and slips off her robe to reveal a still solid body in that trademark purple thong. Proctor has a white g-string on and stiletto heels.

Once again, Elke Sommer is the ref and she winks at Julie, “You'll stick her wise ass, but be careful.”

Round One: There's upwards of 80,000 people watching the bout as they're waved into the ring. Julie feints Proctor and lands a brutal body shot to the sexy blonde's gut. Emily winces and backs up. Her face has reddened already. The Raleigh, N.C. born actress attempts to counter with a right cross but is soundly beaten to the punch by a flurry of deftly placed body blows by the Cardiff, Wales native. Tawny 'Downtown' Julie isn't fazed by the crowd or by Proctor and she hammers the blonde viciously to the canvas with an overhand right! The place sits in stunned silence when Proctor lands hard on her ass. She’s up at six and wobbly as Sommer waves for them to continue. This is tune-up time for Julie who hits Emily with rocking jabs to the face until Emily’s eyes are swelling. This is a rout of sorts but Julie wants to enjoy herself and she finishes the round by pounding Emily hard to the body as the blonde back-pedals desperately trying to avoid further punishment. The bell sounds and Emily staggers back to her corner while Julie plays to the crowd, waving her gloves overhead knowing she's won this round convincingly.

During the break, Eartha lets Julie know that anytime she wants to put the blonde away then make it happen. Over in the CSI corner things are grim as Jorja Fox is sponging off the blonde’s body, unable to hide her exasperation at what she’s seen of Emily's ring skills so far.

“You either start fighting or I'm throwing in the towel. You got that?” explodes Fox.

“I got it; I got it,” is Emily's weak reply.

Round Two: Emily's eyes are really watery and swelling and she doesn't see the next series of violent jabs Julie throws which connect with her eyes again. Proctor's head is snapped back by this flurry. Her legs are shaky as she is stumbling backward. At this point, Julie hits Emily with the hardest uppercut she's EVER landed on anyone. Proctor's senseless body is catapulted up and OVER the ropes. She lands in the first row where she sprawls over the laps of three spectators, unconscious!

The place is in pandemonium as Julie Brown is dancing around the ring with that victory smile of hers.

“Slide her dumb blonde ass back in here,” Julie commands and a couple of patrons quickly oblige.

Emily is stripped buck naked by Julie who then drags her unceremoniously around the ring on her chest with her ass in the air. Julie calls for the smelling salts and brings Emily around. When she comes to and sees Julie, she blurts out, “No more Downtown, you win.”

“Shut up blondie!” snarls Julie. “I jacked your dumb ass out of the ring as you'll see the film clips. Just report to my dressing room in the next twenty minutes. I’m gonna have some more FUN with you.”

“Yes, yes. I will,” stammers Emily. “You're the best and the toughest.”

“I said, ‘Shut up’!” repeats Julie and backhands the beaten blonde with her right hand.

“Unhhh,” groans Emily.

Julie is escorted out of the ring by Elke Sommer and Eartha Kitt. “You were great champ,” exults Sommer. “Dinner is on me tonight.”

“Great,” gushes Julie as she softly kisses the older referee and her frequent lover. “I’m gonna bring my new sex doll along too.”

“Oh yeah. That’ll work,” replies Elke. “After all, I can't have all the fun now can I?”