Posted by Simguy on 7/2/.2005, 9:53 am.

Before: Full weight of HISC being brought to bear on the “Gellar Problem”—Wolfpack authority being challenged by an unexpected source as Sarah downs Mish last time out. “You know., I’ve always been a top fighter at 110, but I’ve never gotten the credit,” explains Sarah in prefight. “First it was Packard., then it was Liu, then it was Mish, then it was Claire and Natalie—but through it all, you know who was always there at the top? Me. I never got the press and I never got the breaks, but I’m making my own breaks now. I’m going to humble HISC like they’ve never been humbled before—after Claire, I’m even considering moving up and giving Eliza a beating to complete the set.” Danes chuckling at the bravado: “Baby, after I take you apart, the last thing you’re going to need is an Eliza dance. Seriously, lets’s put this into perspective. You beat Mish. That’s it. That’s your big accomplishment. Our suits don’t like it and they want you punished for it, but the big picture? Berating Mish qualifies you to be my spit-bucket girl. I’m handling you, and I’m handling you easy. If they’d let me fight with one glove sewn into the back of my trunks, I’d do it.” Gellar in black bandeau bikini, white bordering, slick puncher’s ponytail--Danes in plaid bikini, bra strap top. Small gloves, both vixens.

During R1: Gellar all-in early, scoots-to, rings a rousing right hand off Claire’s cheek, hooks her mouth and shoulder-bumps her backward. Danes momentarily enraged, roars back with slinging right hands, getting close with her left shoulder and looping ‘em upside Gellar’s head., Sarah digs to body, both dukes--head down, shoulders rotating, more than a little trunk being sampled in the frenzy. Danes shifts her feet, hunkers down, joins in hustle-punching downstairs, furiously tidying up on Gellar and forcing her backward. They trade right hands on the button: Claire walks forward. They trade hooks on the button: Claire walks forward. Down the stretch, Danes has won the majority of bruising exchanges, now she’s working Gellar over ropeside. Rights and lefts strap away to Gellar midriff—SHE’S HURT! Sarah groaning, grimacing, pushing at Claire to back her off—Danes pushing back to stay in there strong, licking and lathering from a wide stance as poor Gellar sits in the strands to soak. Bell: Claire smiling breezy, treats herself a late right hand plugged flat to Sarah’s sternum as little blonde quivers helplessly on the ropes.

R2: Danes recognizing that she’s hitting Sarah clean, comes out big this round and turns puncher to delight of the crowd. Danes dips left, pulls a sweeping right to Sarah’s jaw—Danes straightens, twists right to nip the hook off Sarah’s temple. Danes ducks low under a panicky Gellar right, comes up to beat Sarah to short-arm hooks inside, putting Gellar’s backside in ropes once again. Danes happy in her work--going straight at the problem and solving it with slugging—she’s just setting her feet wide, letting fists fly as Gellar starts to take on hurt. Claire upright, fists at her chest—she’ll double up the hook, bend into the right hand, comeback the left uppercut, always resetting her fists at chest to reload. Claire knuckling and pushing to stabilize Gellar, maintaining a nice slugging distance—Danes wanting to get off, not smother Gellar—Claire actually WANTS Sarah to punch, hoping to hit the gaps., Midway through, Danes’ exquisite timing catches Sarah just so—Gellar opening up and getting nailed as Claire punches-with—poor Sarah sinking to hands and knees under a pinpoint barrage of face-punching, Sarah busted up, woozy, shakes off the KO and beats the count: Claire thinks nothing of grabbing bandeau top, holding and clouting Sarah cheap right hands late, bullying Gellar apartment style and leaving her staring, puffy, at the bell.

R3: Danes smug, immediately reaching her left hand to Sarah’s bandeau for more top tugging: veteran Gellar goes left/right/left to trunks to spoil Claire’s heinous ambitions. Claire bunched up, groaning—Sarah hardhearted as she feasts on kidney, her left hand gently holding Claire’s head down so that sweeping rights can swab taut lower back., Claire sobbing out, reaching to clinch around Sarah’s thighs—Gellar backpedalling nicely, walking Claire in, pushing her up., then dig-digging rights and lefts to breadbasket to hurt Claire amidships. Sidestep spin, Sarah—Claire ushered to ropes distraught—Gellar piles in HARD with her head under Danes’ left eye, stunning the former multi-time champ. Extra mitts on meat downstairs, more trunk taken—Gellar simply setting morality aside in search of victory at all costs. Claire numb, glassy-eyed—she wilts to all fours and SARAH’S STILL AT HER! Gellar kneeling down, packing in wet right hands in above Danes’ left hip—ref has to reef hateful little blonde away as Claire snivels in protest. Harsh words for Sarah—Danes struggling up off the mat for 8: ON COMES GELLAR! Sarah surging forward, pushing at Claire to stack, pummeling away downstairs, then propping her up for more. Claire weepy, shock unraveled—she’s being battered and can’t stop the rain. THE REF STEPS IN! Poor Claire being dismantled—she collapses in the man’s arms, hot tears of defeat in her cheeks—it’s TKO3 Sarah Michelle Gellar.

After: Gellar stomping around the ring, throwing her gloves away and marching on Danes just as soon as possible. Claire shoved heartlessly into a corner—she’s sideways, hands gathered at her chest as she blubbers in protest. Sarah mounts ropes, crotch and tummy oppressing Claire’s left shoulder; left hand entwined in the damp mop of Claire’s hair. Gellar seething, looking down at HISC suits and assembled HISC fighters at ringside—Sarah draws her thumb across her  throat in an unmistakable gesture of savage supremacy, Eliza sits arms crossed, tongue non-plused at her cheek; Mish fuming, glaring at Gellar’s brazen display.

Reposted by Archer 5/20/13.