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10 May 2013 Carmella Decesare vs Alice Eve

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Posted by simguy on May 10, 2013, 11:03 am

BEFORE: Grinning Alice shaking Carmella's hand in prefight, then immediately popping a brazen double-bicep, face to face. "All respect in the world to HMK and Carmella," Alice says at podium, "but this girl wouldn't survive in UK gyms. Look at her! I'll snap her in half! One strong punch to the chin? Goodnight Carmy! I've the solid curvature of a Margot Robbie, an Olivia Munn, or a Neve Campbell of 10 years ago...that's just too strong for a girl of Carmella's makeup!"

Carmella practically purring in rebuttal, dealing with the idea of Eve's "meatiness" head-on. "Close your eyes while Alice is speaking and you can almost swear it's Eloise Mumford!" Carmy quips, referencing the bull-whipping she gave that big-bantam blonde. "I know Alice has paid her dues and she'd be a load on apartment carpet, but in a boxing ring? That meat's just gonna slow her down. I know she hits a ton, but I'm bendy: hitting me's like hitting a rubber band, baby - I don't just stand there Claire-Holt style and wait my turn. I'ma check this girl into Carmella U, and I grade on the curve guys. A steep, steep curve!"

Carmella in fun bikini with horizontal bars of varying widths, in shades of baby blue, white, tan; white gloves; long black hair loose. Alice in full Star Trek promo-mode, featuring the black bra-and-panties and bobbed blonde hair; white gloves.

During R1: Torrid charge from Alice - she's all belly tits and bum, rushing Carmella to ropes. Blonde girl energetic, pounding away hips-and-ribs on Carmy with flat-knuckle stampers - elbows out wide to the sides as she shoves in the harm. Hungry for jug, Eve ragdolls Carmy into ropes, clanging away scrubbing forearms in close. Decesare windblown, overpowered early, but organized...she's dipping and twisting in the pocket; bumping Alice left-shoulders in the body, just riding out the rumpus. Final minute, Carmella spins off the ropes with a series of cuffing left hooks scuffing Alice's scalp...brunette putting weight on right leg as she's punching with a high-elbow delivery, widening stance while she's rotating counterclockwise. Eve buffetted, turning on the spot, crossing arms in confusion: Carmella can't win the round at this point, but she touches Alice for control by the bell.

R2: Carmella hopping leggy to midring, then setting down, extending left hand to measure, then slotting the straight right hand to Alice's raised guard. Eve swings righty in receipt, but bendy Carmella leans back on supple hips, makes blonde girl sweep short, then leans forward to chop the high-angle left/poke the straight right. Carmella in wide stance - very calm and sinuous - elbows up high, hands palm out above her eye-line as she taps and hacks at Alice, bedeviling her. Eve frowning, trying to rush Carmella, but Decesare pivoting to her right, feeding Alice pesky left jabs; chopping her righty...it's a constant tattooing of Decesare mitts upon Eve head-and-shoulders. Midway through, Alice blundering forward with arms crossed at chest...Carmy hooks-cheek, pivots-clockwise, spilling Eve face-first to ropes as Alice rumbles past. BLONDE GIRL HURT! Eve confused, showing mitts-at-brows earmuff, elbows high...plenty of space below for Carmy to strap that paunch! Decesare grinning as she gets her back into lashing licks - buggywhip right hands tracking across waistline or slamming to a halt on meaty blonde lats; whip-snappy hooks snatched hot off paunch. Alice cramping up, cringing back into ropes then BLONDE GIRL DOWN! Eve huffing and puffing, well-smote to body...she's on all fours, astonished to have been dropped: Carmella strutting all dark eyes flashing, mouth grinning as she proves once again that sleek brunettes can hurt strong-cored blondes.

R3: Alice falling off the pace - very reluctant now to rush in, but hanging back out on the end of Carmella's punches not a great idea. Eve distressed - crossing arms against body as she bobs forward; straightening up and crossing arms with right hand at left temple/right hand at right elbow. Decesare calm, standing in flat-footed, loose-kneed wide stance, gently sliding back and to her right to slow-turn blonde-girl counter-clockwise. Carmy's left hand extending to measure; cuff-cuffing hooks with that high-elbow delivery, often while pivoting-clockwise; straight right hands slide into Alice's head; buggywhip sidearm right hands strap across blonde ribs and tummy. Carmella bendy on her hips - leaning away from blonde punches, then resuming her pesky patterns...just a matter of shifting weight one leg to the other. Bell: Eve touched up, bewildered; Carmella grinning, being deliberately upbeat to further vex her foe.

R4: Carmy quickly establishing distance at the outset - measuring with the fully extended left hand; sliding in the straight right cross; dipping the left shoulder and whip-snapping that rubber-hose left off Eve's trembling tummy. Pressure from Alice easily sidestepped - Carmella cute-pivoting to her left while cuffing those hooks up top - the elbow high, the hand oriented thumb-side up. Constant nibbling and touching distracts and annoys, but whenever Eve's form lapses - Carmella beams in heavier right hands, hungrily seeking carelessly exposed chin. Heavy strapping shellack also deployed to flanks and tummy - Carmella getting in thick with wicked buggy-whip rights and those snatching left uppercuts. Golden moment for Carmella late - Eve backs off, thinking she's out of range; Carmy gambles, striding forward, bending into a sweeping overhand right and STRAPPING Eve flush across the breasts! Alice shouting "UHH!" with eyes shut tight, totally exposed by Carmella. Bell: Eve blinking back tears, tummy and ribs all glossy and pink from Carmella's licks.

R5: More pesky touches and cuffs, punctuated by the odd whacking blast - Carmella's got Alice stumbling under the volume of limber-limbed shot. Eve wobbly-butt, discouraged, rarely getting off now...she's just blundering forward, getting her flanks turned, taking more and more punishment from willow-the-wisp Carmella. Decesare loving it...curvy blonde girl breaking down physically and emotionally...Decesare just touchin' and turnin' like a champ through 5.

R6: Eve attempting to bull forward, but eats a well-timed right uppercut under the chin...blonde legs spasm as Carmella sidesteps, allowing Eve to sputter face-first to ropes. DECESARE'S ALL-IN! Carmy FEASTING on paunch - digging left uppercuts into it; strapping right hands across it...whining blonde girl sits woozily into ropes, crossing her arms with right at left shoulder/left across throbbing gut! Carmella hooking-face off her right foot; Carmella leaning in to drift right crosses off her left foot...poor Alice taking a pasting as curvy legs hold her up. Alice wilting, suffering, but too strong to go down: OH how Carmella beats her. Late the round, Eve sitting glutes-in-ropes, covering up earmuff...Carmella looming over blonde head, crowds in close, sweeping a rangy right in behind Eve's left elbow! Rangy punch slams to a halt in firm blonde body, FINALLY getting Eve's knees to give way. Cringing blonde girl eases to all fours, sputtering in denial...Carmy all grins as she admires her handiwork at bell. During break, Eve has herself a good little cry on her stool - not a panicky break-down, just an emotional girl doing what she has to, to get herself together after another rough round.

R7: Bit of a stubby-jab from Eve helps - blonde girl spurning Playmate tits while Carmy's trying to range-in with her own extended left. Spicy-hot exchanges of right hands see both girls make grazing-only contact, but Eve putting brawny hooks on top able to chase Carmella back. Decesare increasingly wary...she's hit this girl a TON tonight and Eve's more combative now than when she started! Points accrue to Alice: she's stalking Decesare, being the aggressor as both girls take a breather.

R8: Alice stubby-jabbing her way up the middle, getting after Carmy's tits, then looking to brawl at close quarters, but a minute in, GLORIOUS right uppercut from Decesare puts blonde backside on "wobble". Eve stepping in fence-post holes, trying to rally: wide, strap-across hook swipes blonde jugs; extra-tasty right cross punches chin as bendy brunette gets her back into the blast. Eve's legs sponge up the power, but she's hurrrrt...Alice staggering all jugs a-jumpin' to ropes, setting up earmuff as Carmella wades in. Siege of Eve begins as Decesare measures with the long left extending and pawing, setting up wicked buggy-whip rights ticketed for hip or paunch. Carmy whacking away to her heart's content, laying the strap to Eve, but ALICE CHOPS BACK RIGHTY! Blunt little counter-shot off the ropes hacks Carmella behind the ear, making her feet do a hurtin' little pony-trot on the spot. Decesare desperately wraps-arms around blonde head-and-shoulders, holding Eve close: Eve muscles Decesare into ropes, palming her hips for a little room underneath, then going to town on those supple ribs with bruising right forearms! Carmy gasping in the grasp, buns jumping up into ropes as blonde girl beats her...ref eventually moves to break and issue warning, but Alice isn't hearing him. All Alice Eve in the waning moments, pushing her way back onto Carmella - mindlessly clubbing and bashing at all things Decesare to bell.

R9: Crazy round as 'Mella's roaming to her right, hands at her waist - Eve in hot pursuit. Minute mark, Alice blunders into a raunchy right-hand bolo uppercut to chin - Carmella getting it supple off the back (right) foot, picking blonde girl up stiff and DROPPING HER TO ALL FOURS! Eve whining in misery, all hurt and distressed again, but she fights off the canvas, takes her 8 and digs in all hurt and groggy on apron. ON COMES 'MELLA! Carmy looking to lay decisive lash to stubborn blonde, but as fighters whirl away, chopping right from Eve catches Carmella on the jaw - sending Decesare stumbling to her right and CARMY'S DOWN! Brunette loses her footing, tumbling face-first into ropes on her knees...she's a flabbergasted beauty, lips parted, hair in her eyes as Eve bellows in incoherent triumph. Carmy beats the count shabby - swaying on tanned, sleek legs...Eve comes wading in, reaching under Decesare's armpits to stack and blonde girl shovels hurt to former champ in bludgeoning fashion. Bell: 'Mella out on her feet, stooping forward behind her mitts ad Eve mindlessly bashes away right hands against tender left-side ribs. Ref pushes 'em apart - Eve hungrily looking Carmella over for signs of quit.

R10: Carmella's legs shot...she's flat footed, hurting - extending the left hand to guide blonde-girl in, then feeding her the straight right as Alice closes. Eve taking monster crosses to face and breasts, but blundering through...SHE'S all wobbly-butt/glassy-eyed, but slugging once she's absorbed Carmella's shot, pummeling Playmate about her head and breasts in random fashion. Carmella's legs trembling, sleek thighs spasming, but she slides to her right, walks Alice in, hurts her as well as Carmy can, then Decesare covers up face-in-gloves to accept bruising receipts. Grim, groggy hammer and tongs as Eve walks Decesare down at cost - both girls just willing themselves to compete to bell. Comes back UD10 Decesare - a MUCH closer outcome than it appeared early on.

After: Decesare gracious in victory - hugging and chatting with beaten Eve in her corner after the fight. Alice animated, upbeat despite the L: she knows she pushed Carmella to the brink tonight. "She's a strong girl," Carmella praises in postfight, "but I've seen her type before and I know what to do to discourage these girls. I felt she was nervous at the start, and I took advantage of that, but credit to her for not quitting. She was really catching it from me in the first half, and I could see she WANTED to quit, but something in her wouldn't let her. She came on like a champ in the second half...if I hadn't invested so heavily in her body, I don't think I could have survived her punches. As it was, I think I took just enough out of her that she couldn't finish me, and I rode that margin to the finish line! She's a tough, tough girl, I mean, those other big-banties can't be happy to see yet another girl crowd the space like this. Eve's a factor for them and it'll be interesting to see how they react!"