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7 December 2012 Amy Acker vs Elizabeth Olsen

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Posted by simguy on December 7, 2012, 9:18 am

BEFORE: "I respect Acker, I do," Elizabeth assures the press, "but that's as far as it goes. I'm not impressed by her win streak; I'm not impressed by her lanky style, and to me - it's just a minus for her that she's older. I'm in a learning curve, that's true, but that doesn't mean I'm not expecting to win this fight. Amy's not a girl to stumble on: she's one to conquer."

Amy focussed - frowning at Olsen's determination. "I'm finally getting some spotlight," long suffering brunette says, "and I'm not about to give it away cheap. I see Elizabeth the way she sees me: she's not a girl you stumble on. I'll punch her hard; I'll punch to win, and I'm pretty sure I'll come out on top!"

Green/black plaid bra style bikini for Liz; hair in dutch braid; small black gloves. Amy in red/black plaid bra style bikini; dark hair loose; small black gloves.

R1: Amy snarling, hooking for Lizzie's paunch: Liz frowning, jab-jabbing Amy's breasts and both girls trying for rangy right hands to chin. Liz progressively more disorganized as Amy gets the better of her...down the stretch, Acker's pinpointing chin with straight right hands - punching Olsen's face sideways with cracking authority. Bell: what a look Amy's giving Liz! Ferocious.

R2: Olsen all warmed up - jabbing-with Amy for position midring; dippin' and diggin' harsh left uppercuts ticketed for Amy's solar plexus. Body shots cramping Acker up, backing her off with a cranky expression...Liz opening up with wide, whippy sidearm rights to flank; digging left hooks to sternum, buckling Amy's legs; chasing her to ropes. Down the stretch, Acker doubling over, giving up her back: Liz heartless about swabbing Amy's kidney's via side to side left/rights at bell. Warning during the break for Liz: ref not about to stand-down from a rookie!

R3: Girls fighting flat-footed, stiff-legged, fists held unusually high in palm-out orientation - the girls knock-chopping jabs onto one another's pates and faces. Stiff-sticking goes Olsen's way...she pokes Amy to ropes, takes over as Acker brings her dukes tight to cheeks. Olsen in the same rigid stance, hands up high...she'll knock her jab at Amy's forehead; chop in the right - always keeping weight on the front (left) leg. Olsen intent, eyes bright...methodical hen-pecking assault really reducing Acker...Amy frowning, trying to slip and block with mixed results. Olsen gradually opening up her assault - whirling the odd palm-down hook wide to Amy's cheek; dipping the left shoulder to really whack Amy's midriff tart left uppercuts - weight on front leg as she's twisting and leaning into clout. Devastating for Acker...long legs tested again and again as punishment adds up...blonde girl staying on her brunette, being very rangy on Amy, stroking/striping/chipping and knocking for hardhearted points. Bell: Acker staring, blinking in wonder; Olsen looking her over all hard-eyed and pitiless.

R4: Olsen leaning in with a straight right off her lead (left) plant-leg: poking shot pounds Amy's head straight back, hurting her...she wobbles out of orbit, turns her back on Liz and drops to all fours as blonde girl jogs to neutral corner. Amy a plucky little Texan: she's off the mat woozy but determined...upon resumption, Olsen attacking with that stiff-legged/flat-footed rangy knocking-and-stroking assault, beating Amy to ropes, then piling on the punishment. Acker distraught - right hand at left cheek/left across her breasts...she's not punching back down the stretch, just riding out the storm as Elizabeth leans forward on left leg, dealing leather. Bell: Olsen grinning, playfully pushing Acker deep to ropes before turning away...Amy frowning and grumpy, getting her ass kicked through 4.

R5: Girls in those rangy, flat-footed stances, hands up high, palms out, elbows wide...they poke and knock at one another without mercy. Not an elegant approach, but it's very stiff, high-volume work - flat-knuckle impacts knocking back pretty faces as girls lean into straight rights and left jabs. Amy systematically abused in the exchanges...Olsen coming off Amy's face to lash and hack Acker's svelte torso at times - blonde girl whirling palm-down lefts or rights wide to ribs, keeping Acker under pressure. Bell: Olsen friskily turning away, leaving battered Amy staring, wobbly-butt midring.

R6: Same again - girls standing stubbornly in front of one another in hands-high/palms-out configurations, punching cruelly at one another's face. Acker scoring - flat of her knuckles cracking against Olsen's cheek bones and brows, but for every blow she lands, Elizabeth's pasting three. Acker's face lumping up nicely as desperation inflects her expression...Liz going to the body via whirling palm-down lefts and rights - striping Amy's pale flesh...then it's back to the face PIK! PAK! Bell: Acker's face wearing a grumpy "I'm hurt" expression; Olsen jogging back to her corner all frisky-puppies.

R7: Same again - Olsen wearing Amy's face out, then going body to discourage Acker and tire her legs...accumulative poking and hacking taking a bitter toll on Amy. Acker prodded out of her mid-ring positions, forced into defensive stands along the ropes. Hurting, weary, Amy shows face-in-gloves, keeping her elbows in tight as Olsen keys greedily on brunette ribs. Blonde girl whirling away via palm-down rights and lefts, but Amy won't wilt: Acker clipping little uppercuts from her tight front, chipping away on mouth and chin, then covering up tight, fighting Olsen to a standstill at bell. Olsen scuffed, but chipper - chesting into Amy and letting her hear all about it...Acker with a healthy shove in Lizzie's chest shows she's still got fight.

R8: Olsen rotating prettily to her left - her right hand dangling as she knock-chops her left jab PIK! PIK! PIK! against Amy's startled face. Acker sputtering, trying to slug Olsen into compliance, but she's missing/getting tagged harsh by a sharp-shooting Lizzie. AMY'S HURT! Leggy brunette staggering around - Olsen grinning wide, leaning forward and lifting fists up off either thigh left/right/left, cycling hard punches into Amy's bruised face. Acker stumbling - Lizzie hopping her down, touching her stiff...blonde girl genuinely thrilled to be pasting away. Amy firms at ropes, grimly slugging back rights and lefts in wide, desperate arcs...Olsen leaning away from the worst of it, timing her attacks in between. Acker's ferocity keeping Olsen at bay, but can't roll back the tide: more points for Elizabeth as Amy's getting buried on all cards.

R9: Same again: there's nothing Amy can do...Olsen's just better. Standing stiff-legged and boxing each other, Elizabeth's crisper, more determined to do harm - the flats of her knuckles spanking off Amy's face with authority. With weight planted on left leg, Lizzie swivels on her hips, lashing palm-down body shots wide to Acker's ribs; poking straight shots into Acker's tummy. Amy's resistance crumbling...she'll falter backwards, blinking away tears, then firm, engage, and fight until she's battered out of her position. Bell: Olsen so excited, she leans in to kiss Amy's temple as brunette's cowering behind her gloves...blonde girl whupping up on a brunette through 9.

R10: Acker with dukes at temples, standing in the pocket as Olsen steps-to lashing: Amy picks Lizzie apart off the counter. Disciplined, measured stuff from Acker - Amy clipping short uppercuts to Olsen's chin, then covering up earmuff again - taking whirling blonde body blows in the hopes of answering back chin checks. Minute in...OLSEN GOES WOBBLY BUTT! Lizzie staring in confusion, giving up too many clean little chin-chippers...Amy forward with a shoving left to breadbasket that bunches Olsen up "UHH!" Lizzie's turn to hurt - she covers up face-in-gloves, trim legs holding her up as Amy LASHES the flanks. Acker seething, baring her teeth, bending her back into slinging lefts and rights wide to torso...she bullwhips Olsen round the ring, looking for the late stoppage. Olsen sobbing into her mitts, staggering under the lash: Amy at Lizzie like a chicken on a june bug, POURING ON THE HURT! Bell: Olsen weeping at ropes, shivering from punishment...ref pulls angry Acker off and this one comes back UD10 Olsen, wide.

After: Acker's ferocious late surge changes the narrative from "Olsen Routs Acker" to "Olsen Narrowly Escapes Acker", or even to "Acker Robbed!" to hear Amy tell it. Girls still pushing and pouting at each other after the decision - tempers obviously frayed by the hard-punching affair. "Amy's just a poor sport," Olsen offers, scowling at the word "Amy" in her mouth. "She's a tramp - I put a boot up her butt all night long and a few lucky punches at the end don't change anything. She can go back to the comic-con circuit where she belongs: the FCBA's for STARS!"