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23 July 2012 Jessica Biel vs Missy Peregrym

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Posted by simguy on July 23, 2012, 3:31 pm.

BEFORE: Tense early weight-check 3 weeks out: girls in their underwear...Missy pressing her forehead into Jessica's...Biel shoving back hard...fists balled tight at rival hips...plenty of ego on the line when boxing's uber-athletes step it up.

"This is the fight I'm always looking for," MIssy reports in prefight. "This is the reason I moved up..Jessica's a smaller lightweight - I know I can beat her and have the same kind of success she's had. In a lot of ways, I think the fights I'll have with Jessica Biel will define my career, and at the end? I know folks're gonna say: 'boy, that Missy sure took it to Jessica, didn't she?'"

Biel focussed, hard-eyed at podium...she's feeling the heat of the moment. "Any girl who's career trajectory puts her on a collision course with me had better alter course," Biel snarls at podium. "Missy running at me is only going to define one thing: the limits to Peregrym's ability. I'm everything she is, except just a bit more. She's TV; I'm the biggest movie star in Hollywood. She's cute; I'm stunning. She's fit and strong: I'm all that AND lightning fast. Top it all off - I've got Kaley in camp, and management's forcing her to work with me this time, so I've got the best Missy-approximate in sparring. You add it up, you're looking at heartbreak for Missy. So is she - she's just not seeing it yet."

Missy in white sports bra; navy cotton bikini briefs with white elastic waistband; white gloves; messy ponytail with bangs. Jessica in maroon bikini top; cotton bikini briefs in broad horizontal bands of maroon and white; white gloves; hair in slick ponytail.

During R1: Jessica in wide stance - right (back) foot up on the toes; left at hip, right at chin, standing up straight, using her legs to dart forward or back. Missy: crouching/bobbing forward, dukes at temples. Jessica peppering: a wide, swift, cuffing hook; jotting snake's-tongue straight right hands; stitching jabs. Missy bobbing and blocking, not getting hurt, but Jessi's hand speed dominant early. Biel bouncing round clockwise, turning Missy's right flank...from the midway point on, Biel looping a slick bolo right uppercut underneath, clouting Missy's jugs as Peregrym's crouching forward. Jess making lascivious faces when she claims jug - raising her eyebrows, showing her tongue all "wassup!" So tasty are these licks that grouchy Missy shifts to crossed-arm (right at left left cheek; left tucked up into right armpit) - opens up her face to darting jabs as Biel pokes away for the shutout. "Nice pound-able jugs, Missy!" Jessica snarks upon separation; Missy scowling angry to her stool.

R2: Pressure from crouching Missy...Jessica fades to ropes, raises hands in the air and skips to her right, neatly sidestepping the heat. Biel rotates to midring, setting up behind jab: Missy bobbing in pursuit, unable to close. Minute mark, Jessica smiling, playing cat-and-mouse midring...she jabs Missy's guard, then slams the straight right hand pinpoint to chin, neatly splitting Missy's mitts. Peregrym's legs give a shimmy - face distressed...she totters sideways, then SITS DOWN! Delayed effect puts Missy on her glutes...chortling Jessica jogs to neutral corner, churning her right fist at the crowd. Peregrym up for an 8, but she's glassy-eyed...Jessica quickly jogging across the ring to close the show! VINTAGE JESSI B ON THE BEATDOWN! Biel with that vicious, slap-whippy left hook off the right foot; straight-jamming rights as she leans in on left foot; sudden right uppercuts and a whack-BATTING left to pit of Missy's belly! Whirling assault just Jessi at her best - powerful buns ringing as her legs tense and shift with each wallop and DOWN GOES MISSY! Peregrym battered, spilling to her left along ropes, then pitching to all fours facing her own corner...grinning Biel jogs away all frisky, kicking her heels up into her buttocks with an exaggerated prance-step as poor MIssy's hauling herself up the corner ropes! Rest of the way easy-breezy Jessica Biel clean up: she stands off Missy's bow in high spirits - feinting MIssy, jabbing her body - leaning in to fetch her swift right hands jug or chin. Peregrym ragged, butt in ropes, but resolute: she suffers a pasting, makes it to the bell as Jessi crows, lifts hands above head to shake her jugs in triumph.

R3: Missy stoic, eyes hard as she steps-to a grinning, taunting Jessica B. Peregrym issuing the jab from her crouch now, spanking at Jessi's tits...Biel poked out of rhythm, coaxed into more of a stand-and-slug look midring. Missy slamming right/lefts hard to Jessi's firm waist; Biel stepping back for distance, walking MIssy into bolo right uppercuts to jug; sexy slap-whip left hooks to jaw. Back and forth ringadingdong punching when out of the melee: MISSY'S HOOK SITS JESSICA DOWN! Happens in a clap - one moment Biel's pitchin' with, next moment she's on her buns, blinking in confusion. Jess beats the count: rather than dig in and await Missy ropeside, Jess hops to her right, looking to run clock. Seek-and-destroy Missy in hot pursuit - jabbing for Jessi's chest; spearing the straight right down into midsection; stepping in close to fetch Jessica short, muscular hooks up top. Biel hounded round the ring - frequently blown back into ropes by hard connects...she's hurt, frazzled, lips parted as she desperately looks to survive a torrid Missy P comeback. Bell: Bloodcurdling glare MIssy to Jessica as Peregrym backs off...Jessica wobbly-butt en route to her stool.

R4: Jess flat footed, electing to wade into Missy...Peregrym backed up early as Biel dips down, carries thick right hands to gut, then straightens up hooking to jug. Peregrym firms at the apron, slugging back right/left to waist...Biel cringing, laying in mouth on shoulder, using her chickenwing left elbow to shrug-nudge Missy into positions. Bump and grind punching at close quarters - girls rubbing pate, or putting chins out over enemy left shoulders...Jess swiping and swatting her shots, snatching at MIssy's paunch, cuffing her bra, clouting her jawlines. Peregrym generally shoveling it to Jessi inside, plugging the flat of her knuckles against the meat of Biel's gut, or swiping upward to clout jug. Bruising stuff...girls turning each other round, backing each other up until Biel's back finally comes to rest on ropes late. Jess forms earmuff, looking to ride out the final moments...Missy leans in on left (front) leg: hooks Jessica's paunch; hooks Jessica's right armpit behind the arm; hooks paunch again, then the 'pit and BIEL GOES DOWN! Jessica anguished, swaying on all fours, eyes shut tight as she tries to absorb Missy's dreadful power to the body through 4!

Aly Michalka tweets: "Is it just me, or am I better than either of these two?"

R5: Battle, glorious battle - all around the ring. Biel hard-eyed, looking to swipe her swift combos from outside, then slide to the side. Missy boring ever forward - jabbing to disrupt, then closing to pound the breadbasket/work up-torso to cash in the head. Jessica's slick little bolo right uppercut claiming jug again and again...Peregrym gritting teeth against the pain, walking through it to get revenge on Jessica's tummy. Furious bat-and-whap flurries erupt whenever the girls close cheek to cheek...they separate, circle, then look to re-engage. Down the stretch, ringing Missy criss-cross right/left clangs off point of Jessi's chin...Biel wobbles starry-eyed out of orbit, staggering into ropes for support. Biel hurt, turns right shoulder into cables, hunches forward, covers up...Missy moves in on Jessica's left flank, HOOKS her paunch - reloads with dukes curled into her own breasts, then HOOKS Jessi's face between her mitts. Biel's knees give way, slumping her right hip into ropes...she's rocked, limp; Missy bends torso-left to hack a hateful right into Jessica's lower back at bell. POOR JESSI! Bleat of pain as Biel shudders on ropes - ref bodying Missy away; Missy shoving against official, shouting: "HOW'S THAT TASTE? HUH JESSI? HUH?" Jessica arching her back, clutching at it, blinking away I-hate-you tears as Peregrym storms out to the lead through 5!

R6: Jessica: grim-faced; hard-eyed; shoulders hunched as she wades in through Missy's front door. Girls bump pates, throw shoulders, then Biel's working underneath hup-hup-hup - lapping both mitts up against Missy's breadbasket, ribs and rack. Peregrym grimacing, giving ground..inredibly to some, she eventually withdraws altogether, looking to work behind the jab outside! Biel marauding, walking Missy down - bending into looping overhand rights vs Missy's don't-hurt-me jab; jumping into swfit hooks-off-the-hip; playing hide-and-seek in flat-footed stance, bobbing at the waist to make Missy miss, then make her pay. Two minutes of Jessica Biel touchin' Missy classy midring, but it's all for naught: ringing hook to chin finally has Biel stepping in fence post holes, putting Missy in charge! Robust rights and lefts beat at Biel's ribcage as Missy wades forward, driving her rival to ropes...Peregrym reaches under arms to stack Jessi ragdoll, then OH MY GOD, THE BEATDOWN! Jessica numb, sitting in ropes, hands at temples...Missy teeth bared, twisting torso side to side to bash her hardest lefts and rights off Biel's head/shoulders. Jessi wilting forward under the torrent...Missy comes off the head to fit vicious, thick, sticky lefts and rights into Jessi's firm lats, until finally, one of those jamming lefts buries itself in liver behind right elbow. DOWN GOES BIEL! Jessica sobbing out, dropping to knees-and-left-cheek as she hugs her throbbing body. Missy in hysterics, shouting incoherently down at jessica as ref bodies her back...Biel sitting on her haunches, tears squeezing out the corners of tightly shut eyes...SHE BEATS THE COUNT! Jessica up and swaying at bell...Missy stomping to her corner, handing out angry, batting high-fives to her people...she's starting to get it done big time of Jessi "the body" Biel!

R7: Jessica right at chin/left at gut, retreating along ropes as Missy stalks and slugs straight rights/straight left jabs. Near the Biel corner, Jessi rolls-with a MIssy right, taking it on the left shoulder...Biel counters via the short, quick-strike right uppercut to chin...KNOCKING MISSY'S KNEES TOGETHER! Peregrym suddenly a-swoon, left shoulder laying on ropes...Jessica hooks Missy's right cheek while executing pivot-left to turn Peregrym flush to ropes. SAVAGE FLURRY, JESSICA BIEL! Jessica baring teeth as she releases the hounds - batting hooks taking Missy paunch/paunch/jug...Missy sagging against ropes, tries the right uppercut but Biel leans into chin via the drifting right cross! VIOLENT head-snap Missy - back leg (right) giving way, spilling her awkwardly to her belly in a sprawl! Jessica arms rigid at her sides as she bends forward and bellows at Missy's back...ref pulling Jessica away with a gutwrench from behind as Peregrym desperately tries to push up off punch-numbed tits. Missy beats the count ragged, head lolling, face tortured as she lolls against ropes...she takes 8 and ON COMES JESSI! Biel mouthbreathing, exhausted herself...she reaches in under MIssy's arms to chest her to ropes first, then hunkers down to work the gut hup-hup-hup. Missy groans, stoops forward, firms: SHE answers via desperation rights and lefts, slopping shots to breadbasket. Biel groaning, pushing on Missy to prep, then hook-hook-hooking those plump jugs...Missy grimacing, hooking the waist, hooking the jaw, laying back in ropes as Jessica falls-in. Bell: girls grunting and slugging in mutual stupors - ref has to pull mindless maulers apart as girls won't stop!

R8: Missy dukes up, lips pressed tight, eyes determined...she steps in her jab, knocking it to pate, twisting it against jug. Jessica punched out of her stance...she walks around in wide circles, frustrated, looking cranky as Missy cuts off the ring and forces Biel to adjust. Sporadic encounters initiated by Missy as she steps in off the jab - girls lowering their heads, shrugging their shoulders, just trying to outland the other hup-hup-hup as they lay-in inside. No-nonsense banging out the exchanges...almost every trade sees both women beaten soundly about ribs and tummy/clouted about either ear, then it's Jessica withdrawing, Missy walking her down. Bell: hard eye contact Missy to Jessica...as if Peregrym were trying to bruise Jessi with her gaze alone!

Kaley tweets during the break. "Jessi's blowing it. Only I can take down Missy - huge mistake to put Jess in tonight!"

R9: Missy weaving low, bouncing the right hand tart off Jessi's toned paunch, then straightening up to hook chin! Biel wincing, staggering away...she ducks to her right at Missy's jabbing for contact, then tying up as Peregrym's trying to bludgeon home the right hand. Ref's break - Missy walking Jessica down...again Peregrym weaves close to carry right hand to paunch, then straightening up into hook. Jessica fading, giving ground, walking Missy's spectacular rack into jabs and crosses to slow pursuit. Midway through, Jessica really finds the range, jabbing those jugs, then slinging a slap-chop right hand onto Missy's rack with a stupendous CLAP! Missy crying out "UH! PHUQUE!" as she folds up in pain, buying Jessica a moment to catch her breath. Biel steps in to work, but Missy straightens into hook, buckling Jessi's knees, ruining Biel's right hand even as Missy's turning over a crushing right to chin. THERE GOES JESSICA! Biel reeling back all concertina-legs into ropes, head lolling...that crashing right hand of Missy putting Biel on the brink! Missy wades in, jabs tummy, kisses a grazing right hand off chin as Jessi leans back into ropes. Biel back with the whip-slap left hook and MISSY'S KNEES BUCKLE! Peregrym swaying on the spot, trying to rally; Jessica swaying on the spot, trying to reload...staring, open-mouthed vixens trade short, pushy right hands, then TORRID hooks...Biel sags back stunned against ropes as MISSY GOES DOWN! Peregrym crashing onto her back, hands up around her head, agonized face lolling side to side...Biel blinking as she slides along ropes to neutral corner...ref shouting count down at ruined Missy. Peregrym's eyes frowned shut...left leg rises, reaches over her right as her shoulders stay pinned, then sloooowly roll-right. Missy on her belly, left arm trapped under her...she rises to her knees, then spills onto her face again, rolls to her back in anguish and it's OVER! KO9 JESSICA BIEL!

After: Epic Clash of the Titans worthy of greek opera - bodies up and down - magnificent fighting physiques pulverized; beautiful faces beaten puffy. Poor Missy's chest heaving as she breaks down into sobs on her back, hands up above her head...Biel stumbling into her corner in tears...Kaley crossing arms and sulking in her seat...she knows how insufferable Jessica's going to be after such a performance. "I'm..."Jessica stutters in post fight, half out of it, "I'm the best...again! People said I'd lost a step after Rachel - said the longer girls had adjusted to my speed, like I couldn't get back to where I was. That's all crap: look what I did tonight! Look what I did to Missy! That's prime Jessica Biel tonight everybody - PRIME! I'm best and I'm gonna rule this joint for YEARS TO COME! Missy better just get used to it, 'cause I KNOW she doesn't ever want to get beat again like she got beat tonight!"