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7 December 2012 Lyndsy Fonseca vs Tracy Spiridakos

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Lyndsy Fonseca 02.jpg Tracy Spiridakos 01.jpg

 

 

 

Posted by simguy on December 7, 2012, 9:10 am

 

BEFORE: Frosty stare-downs and belligerent looks characterize pre-fight...Tracy's a real type-threat to Lyndsy and both girls know it. "Every year, new girls hit the airwaves," Lyndsy shrugs in prefight, "You go through 'em, you sort out who might be targeting your spot, and you make sure they know who's boss. From the first moment I saw Tracy, I knew we were destined for the ring. She's gonna try to establish on me; I'm not gonna let her. She's hoping to make this big, splashy entrance; the only splash is gonna be her tears on canvas."

Spiridakos smiling confidently...she may be debuting, but she's brazen with Lyndsy in rebuttal. "Lyndsy's right: in training camp, I did a wish-list up along with my guys and Fonseca's name was always near the top. Some of my people worried that it was a little too soon, but after Lyndsy's fail in the Willa Holland fight, we were pretty comfortable about moving strong on Lyndsy - as soon as possible. I'd never lose to Holland in a million years, so...I just don't think Fonseca has 'it', you know? She's 'Failure to Launch' big time, and all you can do is beat those girls up, then move onto better things."

Lynds in white sport top; royal blue stretch-snug shorts; white shoes/white socks rolled down; small white gloves; dark hair loose in lush curls. Tracy in black sport top; grey stretch-snug bottoms; small black gloves; black shoes with white socks rolled down; blonde hair loose, tucked behind ears.

During R1: Fonseca exploring Tracy with jabs early - poking her, sidestepping left or right, testing the defences. Minute in, Lynds bends into a short, drifting right over Tracy's left hand, turning Spiridakos' chin aside, getting her to give ground. Lynds hopping-forward, hooking the gut; re-checking the chin via short, drifting right...brunette well-balanced, getting her back into strong shots, gradually turning puncher. Down the stretch, Lyndsy digging lefts to midsection/short rights to chin, then walking a dis-spirited Tracy down...Spiridakos blinking, visibly breaking down under Fonseca's methodical onslaught. Final moments - hook bunches Tracy up "UH-H" to gut; short right hand toggles her chin and BLONDE GIRL DOWN! Spiridakos dropped to all fours; Lynds blows brown curls out of her eyes and shouts: "Welcome to the FCBA, be-yotch!" as ref moves in.

R2: Tracy hooks Lyndsy's tummy as both girls have the same idea, then beats Lynds to the short right hand upstairs...sudden reversal of fortune as Spiridakos starts feeding Fonseca her own medicine. Blonde girl backing brunette up - hooking her tummy; chopping her tummy right hands; stepping into hooks up top; twisting into short, drifting rights to chin. Mirror image of the first round - Tracy taking canvas from Lyndsy with an orderly, strong-punching assault, breaking Fonseca down in increments. Down the stretch, trade in hooks-to-chins goes Tracy's way...spellbound Lyndsy stumbles back into ropes with a startled expression...Tracy steps close with a tight-loop overhand right off face, finishing up via snap-hook left to belly and DOWN GOES LYNDSY! Answer knockdown puts a bright smile on Tracy's face as Lyndsy's gasping on all fours. "I think I like it here!" Spiridakos chirps all brash and plucky. "Is this were you start to quit?"

R3: Tracy gets after Lyndsy with the same measured, methodical approach. Spiridakos stepping in her jab; punching from well-balanced base - keeping the shots short; getting legs and back behind 'em. Overhand rights crash off Lyndsy's prepared defences, head, and shoulders; snappy hooks snatch at the belly - Tracy bringing her mitts back quick after deploying. Lynds grumpy, frowning, keeping dukes up on the long, steady retreat around the ring. Frustrating stuff for Fonseca...Tracy's jab keeping Lyndsy covered up, then Fonseca allowing Spiridakos to step in and clean up with power head-and-body. Bell: Tracy grinning, hopping away with a hard-working shutout; Lyndsy frowning at canvas on the walk back to her corner.

R4: Lyndsy's turn. Same textbook stuff - stiff jab to get Tracy covering up; hard clean-up punches delivered from close ranges - Lynds really getting her back into the blows. Trace showing a tight V front with elbows together at her stomach; heels of her hands pushing into her cheeks...Fonseca beating the flanks as a result - digging in via brawny rights and lefts, twisting her torso this way and that on delivery. Slow, steady retreat for Tracy as Lyndsy imposes will/takes back every inch of lost territory from the last round...it's just a thorough, thumping reprisal meted out brunette to blonde. At one point - with Lynds hammering away on Tracy in the BAZZ corner...groggy Spiradakos wanders to her right, just trying to walk away from trouble. Lynds' left hand snags Tracy's trunks-waistband at the left hip/buttock...Fonseca with a muscular pull of the left arm slings Tracy back into the corner so the trouncing can continue. Bell: Lynds making hard eye contact with a well-thrashed Spiradakos...Tracy swaying on the spot, but defiant.

R5: Tracy takes over on Lyndsy! Measured pace again - blonde girl stepping into her brunette with hard, drifting right hands up top; cleaning up hooks to waist; really twisting torso-left to swing the right hand roundhouse to Lyndsy's left flank. Muscular hitting has Fonseca covered up, grimacing...blonde girl marching on her brunette, steadily backing her up, beating her torso via well-leveraged small-glove shellack. Lynds with elbows in, dukes at temples, just taking her medicine...both girls with a bad habit of waiting their turn, leading to bruising shutout rounds when the other girl's getting off first.

R6: Tracy with that trudging, belting approach slugs Lynds almost to apron; brunette firms, stands toe to toe, digging left uppercuts to ribcage/trading right hands up top. Crowd roaring as girls finally punch simultaneously, leading to crashing exchanges - both chins holding up well to flush, short right hands; young bodies stout against raking body blows. After a minute, girls are in hard-working mode: feet dug in; teeth bared; fists working bodies and heads with resolute determination to do harm. Half way through, Lynds bends into a clouting right to chin...Tracy takes it well, but she's frozen on the spot: she never sees the clean up hook check her chin. Tidy, compact left toggles Tracy's head as Lynds twists into the shot...BLONDE GIRL DOWN! Spiridakos supported by bottom ropes as her legs flail about...she thrashes around to her knees, climbs the ropes but the ref waves it off! TKO6 Fonseca as Spiridakos sways all glassy eyed and hurt in official's arms, begging him to let her continue.

AFTER: Lyndsy beaming, strutting the ring hands-high...must-win situation after the Holland setback sees Lyndsy answer like a champ. "I promised to welcome Tracy to the FCBA in style," Lynds says cheekily, "and so I did! She punched with me and paid the price...most girls in our category can't stand up to my hitting, and Tracy just proved the rule. I'm still best in show; I'm just gonna keep knocking out my category until people are forced to say, 'Lyndsy's one hell of a fighter!'"

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