CELEBRITY BOXING AFTER DARK

Posted by simguy on May 13, 2013, 7:29 pm

BEFORE: Off to Cardiff, Wales for Emma Watson: HISC assigning "additional rounds" seasoning-duty - getting their youngest fighter out from under the protective umbrella with only Krissy K and corner seconds for support. Relatively big fight for Wales as Jenna's the reigning "Companion" on Dr. Who...all kinds of pressure placed upon Emma's sturdy shoulders for this one. "I'm up for the challenge," Watson beams at press. "Normally, it's me looking up at the foodchain above me, deciding who's vulnerable, making moves to undermine some established girl...now I'm fighting to keep someone else DOWN rather than looking to actively elevate my own status. It's work I'm here for, not glory. I'm here to punish, not compete. I want to give Jenna-Louise a taste of HISC supremacy. Tastes like tummy, so I'm told."

Jenna-Louise Coleman upbeat...fight's in her back yard; UK celebrities making this something of an event fight: Zeta Jones scheduled to attend; Nat Dormer; Billie "the Bully" Piper; Freema Ageyeman; Emilia Clarke...no secret that pretty JLC's the sentimental favourite. "Emma Watson is no Claire Danes," Jenna insists in prefight. "I'm not up against the might of HISC: I'm fighting a very beatable girl; I'm competing for a very attainable goal. I can take from Emma in this fight; there are fighters in attendance who want the winner, meaning that I can springboard from Watson into more action. I've wondered how I can launch myself in the FCBA, and Emma Watson is the perfect vehicle. All that remains is to break her heart in Cardiff!"

Emma in pink sport top; prussian blue leggings to the ankle; small black gloves; head band keeping short light brown hair off her face - collected in frisky high pony. Jenna Louise in navy sport top and leggings to ankle; small pink gloves; dark brown hair in curly high pony with swept bangs. Emma pursing her lips; Jenna lifting her eyebrows - it's the British equivalent of slapping-face during staredown.

During R1: Jenna hopping in curling circuit to her left, looking to angle-in and whirl-away palm-down lefts/chopping rights. Emma calm, poised - right at cheek, left shoulder-high and slightly extended, elbows in as she looks to work behind the jab. Combustible stuff: Emma in the pocket, blocking Jenna's left with the pre-positioned right; jabbing to spoil Jenna's right; doubling up the jab to mark that too-cute face. Works in theory, but Coleman's pesky volume punches Emma from the pocket, making Watson fight in retreat. Coleman the aggressor thereafter - walking Emma down, flurrying to engage her: Watson limber to her right, circling into open-canvas, giving away the round to get a look-see.

R2: Emma on her toes, bouncy at the knee - she's frisking Jenna with a pre-emptive, Shane Mosley jab - little double-dabs, then Watson's stepping to either side. Jenna coaxed into a more thoughtful look - jabbing-with, trying to work her way close...Watson gradually outclassing her tyro midring. Emma showing some HISC smooth: cute little hook-and-pivot routines with the palm-down as she circles clockwise; head-feints setting up darting lead rights. Meanspirited stuff as Watson deliberately targets the pretty on Jenna...stiff upper lip from Coleman as she faces into punches like a plucky target. BREAK: Kreuk not in the corner, but active from the floor nearby - telling Emma: "You proved your point - now work this bytch's body and let's go home!"

R3: Emma frisking Jenna with the jab, coaxing Coleman into defensive earmuff, then Watson does as directed - stepping in to lash wicked left hooks to Jenna's tummy/ribs. Emma getting great torso-torque on her body shots - hips and shoulders twitching right, whipping the left hand in...Jenna Louise groans behind her mitts, bunching up hurrrrt. Pesky-jab on the guard keeps Jenna covered up while Emma sidesteps counter-clockwise, turning Jenna on the spot: meaty right hands whack in behind Coleman's left elbow, followed by digging lefts in behind right elbow. Gorgeous, committed stuff - Emma buckling Jenna's knees, turning her, then digging-body again...small mitts sounding out PIK! PAK! on Coleman's throbbing ribs. Jenna paralyzed - mincing after Emma, but unable to answer...easy-breezy for Watson to turn her girl, administer torment like one of those notorious HISC "killer-instinct" gym drills. Bell: Watson smirking at Jenna's distress...Coleman wincing back to corner very pink about the ribs.

R4: Emma the smirking school-yard bully now - stepping into Jenna with hooks to waist; feeding her an insurance hook, then shoveling home the right to sternum. Gasps of pain bringing cruel delight to Emma's features...Watson having her way in the first minute. Second minute - Jenna plants her first dip-n'-dig hook underneath Emma's right breasts: Watson covering up earmuff, momentarily confused at the uprising. Jenna: bumping her head into Emma's guard while hooking her body; left uppercut scraping Emma's guard, spooking her; right hand biting deep into leftside lats PAK! Watson angry at the defiance - she digs a left to sternum, chops a short right to ear...girls falls in mouth-on-shoulder, WORKING EACH OTHER OVER! English girls fighting like a couple of Tijuana body-blow fighters - dippin'-n'-diggin' - small mitts snatching at toned little bodies, then snapping back to chest for reset. Bitter back and forth - girls in constant withering contact...Jenna's working Emma's back to ropes, eventually assuming top position. Crowd roaring at the work-rate...both girls getting lit up, but legs're holding firm...it's just Jenna outworking Emma in a phonebooth, trading hot until ref moves in after bell! Camera catches a sour-faced Kreuk on her cell-phone during break.

R5: Girls flat-footed, trading whippy-wide left hooks/chopping right hands at power-punching distance and JENNA GETS CLIPPED! Coleman's head switching violently from blistering Watson right - ponytail slapping Jenna's own face...extra pasting right to chin has Jenna's back (right) foot sliding up as her hands stray out of position. Emma jumps in close, getting her shoulder behind world's shortest left hook...blasting impact sends Jenna reeling on her heels; hitting ropes in disarray. Emma's face snarling in Jenna-hate as she wades in - Watson weight on lead (left) leg, fetching batting left hooks behind right elbow; licking left uppercuts across guard; chopping in short-righty, hoping to split the mitts. POOR JENNA-LOUISE! Crowd squealing in horror as Coleman catches the thrashing of a lifetime...Emma putting it on a close type-rival like only the winner will get food. Terrific ripping violence - Emma's balance good - she gets off savagely, but never falls in, belting away to glory on wilting Jenna. Coleman covering up tight as she can, but debilitating body-hooks loosen her up so head shots can penetrate...cutest girl in the UK busting up as Emma pours through! Withering stuff allowed to go on and on as Jenna doesn't clinch/Emma never lets up...Watson mouthbreathing at the bell while Jenna's in shellshocked tears. Ref pushing seething Emma away: she loudly berates him for not stopping the fight. Judges award the 10-8 without a knockdown as Jenna could hardly have been more thrashed.

R6: Nothing like the rubbery resilience of youth: Jenna shakes off punishment, engages toe to toe - terms that Emma happily accepts as she presumes she's just a few punches away from victory. Results in a grueling ingenue Stalingrad as Jenna dredges up reserves, embroiling Emma in bitter mouth-on-shoulder trading. Hot-tossing, hard-working no-nonsense stuff - girls lashing one another's hated midriffs; scraping each other close-in uppercuts; scrubbing tousle; shoulder-butting; carving hooks in around elbows. Jenna drives Emma to ropes; Emma tries to sidestep to freedom; Jenna's small-gloved left hand grabs Emma's waistband, slinging Watson back into ropes for extra punishment! Brawny stuff from little Jenna...she digs and paws at Emma to the bell, eventually landing a torrid sequence of thumbs-up lefts and rights across the waist at bell as Emma's frozen in crossed arm, hunching forward all pinch-faced and stricken.

R7: Jenna jabbing her way in to be the boss again: Emma nixes that stuff with a single licking left hook to crotch, bunching Coleman up with a gasp. Emma in charge now, crowding close with left shoulder bracing Jenna's guard as Coleman forms stooping earmuff...grim business of chopping Jenna Louise in two commences. Heartless stuff - rights and lefts in behind either elbow, Emma just treating herself to Jenna, then easing her around in a drowsy little circling, bumping and nudging her to reset. Coleman paralyzed, stooped forward...she's just bumbling forward, crying out as Emma samples her, trying to smother the work. Systematic stuff from Emma...she spends the second minute breaking Jenna down midring, then bodies her to ropes for a withering third minute that has Coleman fans screaming for the fight to be stopped. Body and head, body and head - Emma laying claim to Jenna, owning her, punishing her - lefts and rights about the hips crippling poor Coleman; uppercuts picking her up, draping her sleepily against ropes. Jenna sponging stubborn, not even taking a knee, but she should be clinching...this is devastating stuff. Bell: Emma spanking away until ref pulls her off...Jenna sagging in ropes, mitts still covering her face. That's it for Jenna Louise Coleman...corner won't let her continue despite her groggy protestations...TKO7 Emma Watson in comprehensive fashion.

Kristin Kreuk quickly into the ring, preparing a shellshocked Jenna in her corner like a roady breaking down amps after a show. Emma drawing boos for the crass display of post-fight supremacy, but she mounts up strong, winding left hand rodeo-style in Jenna's curly ponytail; fingertips of her right hand behind right ear while pushing-tummy against Jenna's pouting face. Poor Coleman...Jenna's arms looped 'round Emma's strong quads - fists in under Emma's ringing buns...Emma basking in the moment, tummying it up on Jenna Louise like it's Hayden Panettiere beaten for a title. Kreuk holding her phone up to record the sound as much as the in-ring angle...Jenna a heartbroken little vixen in there tonight, getting a good dose of iron boot for her doughty resistance