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2 November 2012 Katie Holmes vs Olga Kurylenko

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Posted by simguy on November 2, 2012, 10:00 am

BEFORE: Olga with a bait-and-switch handshake/face-slap...she sets the tone for her relationship with Katie. "I don't care for Holmes," Olga shrugs all smoldering-eyes at podium. "She is famous for being divorced, from what I can see; she needs to be beaten."

Holmes philosophical about Kurylenko's attitude. "You know, unfortunately, boxing's full of bullies," Katie shrugs. "Compared to HISC, Olga's just a blow-hard, and you know what? I don't punk anymore. I'm not 'little Katie' who gets beat up, then stacked in a corner and mounted. Olga needs to bring her best fight to the ring, because attitude alone ain't gonna cut it!"

Katie in silver/white satin bikini against dark-tanned skin; white gloves; brown hair long, straight with bangs. Olga in purple lace bra and panties; black gloves; dark hair long, straight with bangs.

During R1: Katie dukes up, elbows in; Olga hands lower, limbs more sinewy as she lopes to her right. Katie staying disciplined as Olga steps in with limber lashings directed to either flank...Holmes absorbing, then issuing straight-receipts, punching Olga's face and breasts in reprisal. Tough to score - Olga's legs in control of the ring, and she's generating whippy wallop as she twists into lashing haymakers, but Katie's taking spank on her flanks, landing more accurate straight-counters up the middle.

R2: Olga continues to step in, out, and around - loping and striding all leggy. Stooping down, Olga will thrust a straight right to Katie's gut, or twist-and-whip a sidearm lash to either flank. Katie keeping elbows in/hands up, crouching low to receive the wallop in good order, making sure her head's protected. Kurylenko slamming away all wide and whippy, legging to safety before Katie can counter...Olga giving Katie a variety of smoldering glares and snarls - she's very picturesque and bendy where Katie's stoic and disciplined.

R3: Katie jabbing a bit more, bringing the left hand back smart - she's trying to incrementally cut down the ring. Olga gradually forced to fight her way out of corners, leading to spirited exchanges as fighters bounce mitts off heads/shoulders. Katie driving Olga back with jabs to chest, then leaning into short rights, finishing with left uppercuts...she's scoring well by the end, punching some respect into Olga K.

R4: Olga lights it up early - connecting on six consecutive jabs and right hands while rotating clockwise - magnificent, mobile punching has Katie staring, wobbly butt. Olga moving in to clean up...Holmes drops right (back) foot well back, torques torso into a slinging left hook...she checks Olga's chin, puts her wobbly-butt and EVERYONE'S HURT! Wide right hand sweeps to Olga's jaw...she's staring, distressed, trying to push back leather when a hook toggles her chin left/right...DOWN GOES KURYLENKO! Olga writhing on the ground, trying to scramble up...Katie still stunned, rallying in neutral corner...after Olga's 8 it's responsible boxing-Katie taking over. Holmes stepping clockwise, pumping the jab, scoring upon Olga's beautiful face. Kurylenko SO disappointed, blinking groggily - she's following Katie, reacting late to the incoming as Holmes stabilizes while poking Olga shabby.

R5: Olga visibly hurt, walking on her heels, eyes glassy...Katie sees the hurt, but she's wary, smart. Holmes stooping to jab the tummy, then leaning out of range; walking to her right, feinting, slinging the right to Olga's chin...Kurylenko stumbles backward with a crestfallen expression, hands low. Katie walking Olga down, jabbing her belly; hooking her jugs; trading chopping right hands...Olga wobbles away on the verge of tears, SO hurt in the exchanges. Katie wades in hard-hearted...Olga slips inside the Holmes right, SLAMMING a right to Katie's trunks in receipt! Holmes: sobbing out, legs buckling...Olga desperately cuffing hooks up top, beating Katie in a little semi-circle to Holmes' left. Katie grimacing, shaky-legged, but firming - licking a left to OLGA'S trunks, AND THEN THE RIGHT! Kurylenko bunches up stricken, hands at her tummy...Katie reaches in to push Olga's arms apart, then licks the left to tummy/right to tummy - curling lanky body shots into the Kurylenko midsection. Olga staggering, lifting her right elbow up high to the side and shoving the right down into Katie's body...Holmes groaning in pain, but pot-committed now, picking her own right elbow up high to ram a right hand to Olga's body in retaliation, then cutting the palm-up hook across Kurylenko's tummy. Olga sobbing, backing into ropes...she finally covers up face-in-gloves, giving away her flanks to an exhausted Katie H clean up lather! Ref has to pull Katie off...she's filled with groggy hate in response to Olga's bid for trunks-victory.

R6: Katie hurt, grimacing from early buggywhip right hands landing hard above her left hip...she stays strong in the pocket, digging a jagged left uppercut to Olga's midsection to put hurt on Kurylenko in reprisal. Olga grimacing, but slugging - lashing her long arms underneath to body...Katie blocking on her elbows, staying low, then answering back - fitting short left uppercuts to ribs or short right hands to waist. Katie crouches low, receiving limber wallop on her flanks; she straightens, turning a short hook across Olga's mouth and KURYLENKO'S ROCKED! Olga staring with how-could-you eyes, steppin' funky in fence post holes...Katie pivots sharply right, stationing off Olga's left hip; snapping left uppercut snatches at Olga's tummy, bunching her up "UH-H!" Katie bends into a short, chopping overhand right behind the head as Olga's stooping forward; left uppercut shaves past Olga's left ear; follow-on chopping right pounds off Olga's head and KURYLENKO'S DOWN! Olga hacked to knees-and-forearms, then rolling onto her back, eyes shut tight in pain...Katie striding past all glaring and Olga can't beat the count! Olga knees up, wrists crossed on her forehead...that's KO6Katie.

After: Olga bitterly disputing the verdict upon recovery - even shouting and pointing at Katie, accusing her of rabbit-punching her way to victory...nobody's hands're clean in a savage survival-of-the-fittest type slugfest. "She's a whiner and a poor loser," Katie shrugs, unrepentant in post-fight. "Did we expect anything less? Anyone who stands up to Olga can beat her - that's all I did. If she doesn't want to get hit on the back of her head, maybe she should take a body shot a bit better. Seems to me my crippling tummy-check bent her double - after that I was just dropping right hands, not fouling. You all saw it: she went to my trunks. Newsflash Olga: I don't punk. This isn't 5 years ago and you aren't Mish Williams. Any girl goes to my trunks - she'll get it back double!"