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23 July 2012 Kristen Bell vs Natalie Portman

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Posted by simguy on July 23, 2012, 3:30 pm

 

BEFORE: "We affectionately refer to Kbell as the 'Best of the Rest' around the gym," Natalie smirks in prefight. "Everyone knows HISC has locked up the best flyweight fighters in the world, but of all the dregs out there - all the wannabes, Disney-brats, and no-hopers - Krissy's got enough class and skill to make me do my road work. And I'll say this much for her - Kreuk's been first-in/last-out all during camp. Normally, it's 'Where's Kristin?' but she's been pretty motivated to help get me sharp for this one."

Kbell frowning prettily...HISC high-handedness gnaws on Kristen more than most. "Swan's had a pretty good run," Kristen allows at podium. "Beat a lot of girls, swiped the championship once in a while, reduced Mishy...but enough's enough. As usual, when it's time to cull HISC ambition, I get the call. First Natalie, then Mila - the wingwoman and the princess. When I'm done, Swan will be in rubble and I'll be at my rightful place at the top of the flyweight foodchain!"

Pink "Couples Retreat" bra-style pink bikini for Kbell - small white gloves; wet blonde ponytail. Natalie in navy bandeau bikini with low-rise/hipster fit bottoms; small pink gloves; wet brunette battle bun. During introductions as fighters and officials mill about the ring (prior to ring instructions) - Natalie gives Kris a healthy two-glove shove in the chest - bringing in the ref hot.

During R1: Natalie in wide Johnny Tapia stance - pumping the left jab, dropping the straight right, slidestepping to her right while dragging left (lead) foot. KBell with dukes at temples, picking off punches with gloves...she's encroaching, jabbing back stiff to Nat's tits. By the minute mark, Natalie's beginning to invest in Kristen's body - hooking her STIFF behind blonde right elbow; pivoting-left around the connect. Bell turning sharply with, drilling the straight right receipt to Natalie's mouth...by the midway point, they are lighting it up! Final minute a vicious display of sudden, compact power-shots in tit-for-tat exchanges. Both girls rip-DIGGING right uppercuts to midsections; chopping each other tidy-clout about the ears. Bippity-bop footwork throughout moves fighters in and out, but they're wholly committed to staying engaged, working hard to bell. Hateful glare from Nat; furious pout from Kristen as fighters separate...it's Portman's heat by a hair.

Camera catches Kris Kreuk on her phone, thumbs whirling...she tweets: "Nattie's DESTROYING KBell Rd1!! #BreakKrissy"

R2: Portman working behind that stiff, quick, darting double-jab - sliding to either side for angles thereafter. Bell bobbing her head, staying low, keeping dukes up to parry poke...she's cutting off the ring, jabbing to Natalie's body. Intensity builds as it did in the first: by the minute mark, girls are PASTING each other vicious leather - wicked, ripping power shots in crisp exchanges. Portman eats a torrid right to chin - staggering her on the spot. Kristen cringes from a heartless right uppercut to sternum, then grits teeth as Nat fits in digging hooks behind blonde right elbow. Back and forth bitterness - girls pumping hup-hup combos to midsections; dipping side to side to clout each other walloping lefts or rights to either ear. Double left hook probably earns points for Krissy late - one to the waist, one to the chin, leaving Nat standing upright, staring at bell.

R3: Kristen gambling against Natalie's jab early - jumping at Portman right/left/right, driving brunette ropeside. Nat in pocket - right at her breasts/left at her chin as she dips and rolls. Bell pouting furiously - jabbing at Nat's mitts, then whacking her a sidearm right in the waist, followed by biting hook. Blonde girl snap-snatching small mitts off tidy brunette chassis, then resetting behind the jab...Portman pinned down, defensive as Bell works her over systematic.

R4: Kristen Bell very much the aggressor now - punching hard right hands to head, discouraging Nat's jab; hopping in to hook Nat's tummy as brunette's pulling away. Portman circling counterclockwise in retreat - she's frowning, grumpy under pressure. Nat doing a good job parrying head shots, but KBell's ripping healthy amidships - strong blonde lashings taking a terrible toll on Portman's flanks/waistline. Frequent knee-bucklings and stumbling from Natalie as she's constantly forced to regroup...Krissy staying on her, punishing her. Final minute sees Natalie duck low, then straighten up into clinch - her mouth open on Krissy's left shoulder as blonde girl whines to ref about holding.

Camera catches Mila Kunis sitting with arms crossed, lips pursed in sour look of disgust at Natalie's first half performance so far.

R5: Kristen atop Natalie early with those jumping-in, straight-punching barrages of lefts and rights - Portman's jab negated, forcing her to dig out the minutes. Grim, scouring stuff shoulder to shoulder as girls set upon each other with heartless intensity - pates scrubbing, shoulders nudging. Hup-hup rolling combos nag opposing breadbaskets in turn, girls panting breathily when smote. Close in, jerky-quick right uppercuts clip-across chins - short shots just traveling a few inches, picking the other girl's face up. Tight-swat lefts and rights clout at either ear - the girls keeping heads in close, often mouthing the opposing left shoulder. Nasty stuff - Portman deciding matters late when a series of short, digging lefts and rights to midsection has KBell cramp-faced, wobbly-butt, and hanging on.

Kunis tweets: "That's better! #BreakKrissy"

R6: Grim attrition continues as girls jab each other's faces on approach; dip the left shoulder, then rise up into opposing breasts to work in close. Hooks tear at tummies. Tidy right uppercuts chip away on chins inside, picking punch-scrubbed faces up off enemy left shoulders. Hacking hatred deployed to ear/jawlines as girls bend into short, chopping rights, then fit hooks to weary sternums. Bitter hammer and tongs gradually wearing Natalie down...by the final minute, she's tying up around Kristen's elbows, wincing in pain, unable to hold canvas as blonde girl bellies her into ropes for ref's breaks. During the break, girls getting Enswell around the eyes; ice packs on throbbing ribs; vigorous thigh-rubbings as trainers attempt to locate untapped reserves.

R7: Girls cheek to cheek, pushing and mauling...KBell doubles up the hook body/head, backing Portman off with a distressed look. Bell closes cheek to cheek, jostling and wrestling up top, then double hook takes Nat body/head, backing her up wobbly-butt. KBell sees distress, pounces - she leaps into a left hook as Portman's backing away hands-at-tummy, swivels Natalie's chin and DOWN GOES PORTMAN! Nat blasted to her buns, back on ropes as she sits sagging in despair...Bell delighted - does a little choo-choo little-blonde-freight-train step to neutral corner as Natalie pulls herself up ropes. Nat checks out: on comes KBell...rich, thick rights and lefts belted up into Portman's belly have her in a bad way, spilling her to her right along ropes. Nat whining, face pinched: Kris hopping in pursuit, bouncing pesky rights and lefts off Natalie head and shoulders. Brunette hits KBell's corner - tries to fight back - takes a vicious face-pasting in exchanges - stumble-slides along ropes again en route to neutral corner. Bell BEAMING - she's walking Natalie down, hurting her, hounding her - it's a glorious time for Kristen Bell. Down the stretch - Krissy getting off as Nat sits butt-on-turnbuckles...pair of swinging right uppercuts brushes Natalie upright, leaving her blinking in stupor. Snappy-quick left hook flashes across chin, toggling Nat's face side to side and PORTMAN GOES DOWN! Natalie destitute on all fours, head bowed...Kirsten straddles fallen brunette and mounts the corner ropes behind Portman, bellowing into crowd at bell!

Portman: badly beaten - all scuffed up, eyes puffy, lips cracked...she's sullen, mute as trainer works feverishly during the break. Similarly scuffed and puffy KBell much more upbeat, talkative, bright eyed on her stool...she knows she's got Natalie hurting through 7.

R8: Natalie stoic behind a stiff jab - punching Krissy in her mouth, knocking her out of tune. Girls exchange crisp right crosses; rip-hook one another's bellies...Natalie getting off with a touch more authority and desperation. Portman chipping away on Kristen in sporadic exchanges for two minutes...all for naught as down the stretch - girls jabbing and crossing and NATALIE GETS HURT! Right hand to chin has Portman staggering out of orbit...she's hurt, covering up earmuff as Bell hops in close to hook the liver. Blonde girl on brunette body with that hook - arching the back, popping hips-right to dig the left hand home deep and succulent behind Natalie's right elbow. Proud brunette legs hold her up, but Portman's sobbing out into her gloves under the beating. Bell: Kristen skips away all ponytails and rainbows - she's stolen a critical Portman round late.

R9: Grim determination of Nattie P...we've seen it against Gellar and Mila, now she digs in against Kristen. Portman retreating, luring Bell to ropes...leads to bitter in-fighting as Krissy steps-to, intent on Finishing. Panting, grinding stuff - girls leaning forward, reaching to push at hips or opposing arms, then get off snappy. Snatching stuff up into trembling tummies/tidy racks when one girl's arms are inside the other's; when arms are outside the other's, both women hack at opposing hips and ribs, then tie up behind enemy elbows. Constant pushing and working keeps the ref silent...Natalie fighting brilliantly off the ropes bogs Kristen down in attrition, replacing the blonde's bright-eyed eagerness with a sullen punch-dulled look by the bell.

R10: Girls legs are tired, but the punching is crisp...they'll take turns clobbering each other stiff-clouting lefts or rights up top, then either tie up or step-around to regroup. Stop and go smiting favours Portman...she's stepping in and out, hacking malicious right hands to blonde jaw or flank, tying up, then walking Krissy to ropes. Blonde girl mouth-breathing, visibly fatigued, but still processing...she'll step out and walk around, chewing up clock and forcing Natalie into hurry-up aggression. At the bell, girls are leaning in pate-to-pate, grimacing as each churns the other's tummy hup-hup-hup until ref moves in. Comes back hardfought UD10 Kristen Bell!

AFter: Bell overjoyed - shouting "YES!" as her hand is raised. Natalie stunned, bleak as Swan elite encounter their first serious set back in some time. "'Precious' is down," KBell gloats in postfight, "Now I want the Princess. I've said all along that Natalie Portman is a very beatable girl. You have to want it more than she does - you have to be better technically and physically, and I qualify on all fronts. I'm HISC's worst nightmare - the 'girl that got away' - the one major talent they couldn't lock up. Now they see I'm coming for 'em all, and as they look around the gym for weapons, they're starting to realize just how outgunned they are! Boo hoo - sucks to be them!"

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