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21 June 2013 Vanessa Hudgens vs Emma Watson

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Posted by simguy on June 21, 2013, 1:41 am.

BEFORE: Hand-pushing and scowling in prefight: tensions running high as Hudgens knows she's being targeted in this fight. "They think they can do to me what I did to Mish," 'Nessa sniffs in prefight. "THAT WILL NEVER HAPPEN! Emma can't beat me. Emma can't even even compete with me. She shouldn't even be allowed to make eye contact with me. She's not going to be conqueror of Nessa, BECAUSE NO ONE IS! EVER!"

Emma comparatively serene, enjoying Vanessa's irritation...young Watson clearly relishing her role in the Great Game of Stables. "Mishy holds the line against Tizzy; I open up a second front on 'Nessa," Emma says, as though raised on Grand Strategy in lieu of mother's milk. "We're pushing back, and LOOKOUT is going to be one sorry group of sluts when this is over. I know it worries 'Nessa that I'm bigger - she wants to be the bully, but she can't be, and that's eating at her confidence. When I wear her down, I will show no mercy: this she knows as well, and the doubts are forming. I daresay I've half-conquered this little witch already!"

Emma in taupe-green bikini (classy); small pink gloves; short brown hair loose. Hudgens in day-glo pink bikini (tawdry); small black gloves; long black hair in sexy tangles. 'Nessa definitely coming in a little chubby ala Spring Breakers in an effort to counter Emma's size advantage.

During R1: Girls fence jabs while circling clockwise; Hudgens steps out, looking things over from outside. It's 'Nessa initiating mini-pounces - jabbing at Emma's eyeline, then trying for her tummy with a quick left or right, scooting out of range of receipts. Watson composed, organized, keeping hands up, ignoring the pesky touches to gradually walk Hudgens down. Emma getting the jab on 'Nessa late; crowding close to palm 'Nessa's shoulders/walk her into ropes...Watson gets big late, but round ends before she can make the most of it.

R2: Emma constructive early, stepping in the jab, threatening 'Nessa with heavy right crosses. Hudgens rolling-with, scampering away...she's not anxious to stand and bang. Midway through, 'Nessa baiting Emma forward with pesky little belly-jabs...Hudgens sliding back in her stance, left hand dangling...Emma lunges and Nessa counter-hooks, whipping the left up off hip and pivoting clockwise like a champ. WATSON'S HURT! Emma staggering face-first into ropes, righting herself, forming earmuff: 'Nessa over to offence as Watson hunches forward in the pocket. 'Nessa leans in, right hand pushing on Watson's guard while left hand hacks in behind Wattie's right elbow...'Nessa keeping it tight n' scrubby, crowding to smother while fitting her punches in.

R3: 'Nessa drawing out Emma's power...Hudgens will jab tummy/cuff breast, then rapidly backpedal while flurrying, just deflecting Emma's angry attack. Hudgens circles-out near ropes, hopping into the open all jugs-and-tummy a-jiggle, forcing Emma to follow. Down the stretch, 'Nessa baits her trap - reaching in a pesky tummy-jab; sliding back in-stance with left hand dangling...Watson storms forward; 'Nessa issues rubbery check-hook off the hip, pivoting clockwise around the clout and DOWN GOES WATSON! Emma dropped to her butt - up quickly, but flustered: 'Nessa's proving quick, deceptive through 3.

R4: Hudgens dipping-and-digging in front of Emma, bouncing a hot left/right off Watson's trunks to bunch her up gurgling with hurt. Hudgens edging left shoulder into Wattie's guard, fitting right uppercuts snug to tummy - the left arm loose around Emma's body, corralling her. Girls step around in the phone-booth, Hudgen's cuddle-punching her foe - 'Nessa's right uppercut finding a home tummy and chin. Watson stumbling forward into 'Nessa, but not getting off - dangerous moments as Hudgens is getting a LOT of work done. 'Nessa turning and turning her foe, cuddling her close with one arm round the back while the free mitt digs and nags. Emma weepy, wobbly-butt - she's just stumbling into a beating, trying to keep her face covered up while sacrificing her body. Great bell to bell coverage by 'Nessa...she walks Emma around, punishes her flanks/tummy via constant cuffing/swiping/digging action punches...comprehensive beating earns Lookout Lass a 10-8 without the knockdown. Watson wincing/cringing on her stool during the break: her ribs tell the tale through 4.

R5: Emma eyes-red from crying, but eyes-hard with determination...she jabs 'Nessa's face midring, then trades hooks to put Hudgens on her heels. 'Nessa flustered, encountering more fight than she expected...she roams to her right, glowering over left shoulder as Emma walks her down. Sporadic fighting - Watson really setting down on one-twos, trying to impose will: Hudgens issuing smoke-screen flurries out of her backpedal, looking to bamboozle her foe. Down the stretch, thumping Watson hook clouts Hudgen's jugs, bringing 'Nessa's ego into play...Hudgy storms forward for payback; Emma leans into a pre-emptive, drifting right cross, kissing mitt off chin and DROPPING 'NESSA ON THE SPOT! Hudgens head tossing hard-right, her legs giving away at the knee...she's on knees-and-elbows, suddenly demoralized as ref's pushing bellowing Watson away! Hudgens beats the count woozy, buns all a-tremble at the bell: THAT close to getting stopped-out by frowning Emma!

R6: CLAMBAKE! Hudgens wants the initiative and ring-control back - wading into Emma to get it: Watson firm in her stance, lowering her left shoulder and trade tit for tat! Brutal dig and bump - girls bouncing small mitts off firm ribcages hup-hup-hup; bumping left shoulders into trembling breasts for position. Watson really tightening up stroke - hunching forward in her stance; dukes grouped close at her chest - doing all her punching with legs and back in close. HUDGENS DOESN'T LIKE IT! 'Nessa getting out-hit - she's tidying up on Emma's tummy and ribs, she's showing flashy hand-speed in combination, but Watson's weight-of-shot starts to tell as minutes pass. Down the stretch, a frazzled Vanessa Hudgens steps it outside, circling to her right all mouthbreathing and pissed...it's Emma Watson coming forward, walking her girl down for points at the bell!

R7: Who says 'Nessa Hudgens can't make in-ring adjustments? Out fought toe-to-toe last round, 'Nessa gets on her toes, sets a bouncing, nimble-mitt tempo and works in-out on Watson this round. Emma dukes up/elbows in, fairly well protected, but she's getting outclassed/encircled midring. 'Nessa putting together pop-pop-pop three punch "pesky-weight" combos - patting down Emma's defences then sidestepping before Watson can answer. Bell: Hudgens nodding aggressively, buoyed by the shutout. Emma pensive en route to her corner.

R8: Emma trying to rush 'Nessa: Hudgens dangling the left hand, whipping check-hooks off the hip, pivoting round the strikes and grinning at the sight of Emma struck wobbly-butt. Several Watson blitzes end with Emma stepping in fence-post holes...Hudgens transitioning to offence after deadly counter-punching has her girl hurt. Licking left/right spanks off Emma's trunks: pretty little British girl buckles forward "G-UHH!" as Nessa pushes Emma's head down. Whacking left hook chops in behind Em's right elbow. Clobbering right thump-skids across tender British kidneys. Left uppercut picks up jugs once, twice, then EMMA'S DOWN! Watson breathless, trembling on all fours: Hudgens raises hands, strutting around fallen Watson while shouting "WOO!" - ref eventually ushering 'Nessa to neutral corner. Em beats the count all cringing and woozy...she retreats to ropes, digging in as HERE COMES HUDGY! 'Nessa moving in off Em's left shoulder, weight on left (lead) plant leg to rip hooks to breakdbasket/chop right hands down behind Emma's left tricep. Harsh beating - 'Nessa punishing an unresponsive British girl at ropes. At bell, Watson crying, hugging her body, so 'Nessa leans in from British left flank, pounding the right elbow across jugs instead of tummy! Ref in hot; HISC seconds up in arms on apron...Hudgens grinning at the chaos as she re-establishes dominance through 8.

R9: Unexpected British belligerence scatters 'Nessa early: Hudgens hopping all a-jiggle, issuing smoke-screen flurries to deflect Emma until Watson's fury abates. Midway through, Hudgens sweeps a straight-arm right onto Watson's jaw, clobbering Emma several baby-steps to her right: Watson's hurt again, covering up earmuff, retreating into ropes for support. Hudgens all "ho-ho-ho" now - big bullie's grin as she approaches pocket: Emma's butt-in-ropes, bending forward almost double as 'Nessa goes to work. Chopping abuse hacked into Emma's body behind either elbow; kidneys raked over and over. 'Nessa stooping to get left shoulder in under Emma, levering Watson upright, then hooking her tummy, bringing little blurts of hurt to weary British lips. Final minute, Emma's curvy legs holding her up well, so 'Nessa churns rolling right/left uppercuts to jugs in a bid to discourage. Emma groaning, helpless under the thump-thump barrage...ref pulls seething 'Nessa off as Hudgens elects to ignore the bell.

R10: 'Nessa swagging, wading in to finish: Emma flashes jab to eyeline, screening 'Nessa for a pitching right to chin! 'NESSA'S HURT! Hudgens stepping in fence post holes, giving up the hot-shot through the middle again: Emma takes over with hooks, digging paunch while hopping forward, slugging 'Nessa rump-first to ropes! CHUGGING BEATDOWN, EMMA TO 'NESSA! Nothing fancy now - Emma leaning forward, lips pursed as she pumps hup-hup-hup underneath, bouncing her mitts off 'Nessa meat. Hudgens gurgling under the assault, eventually forced to punch back in kind...soon both girls are stooping forward, pumping tummy like they're being paid by the punch! Hot tossing takes it's toll...pace slackens...Emma reaches under 'Nessa's arms, stacks her into ropes - 'Nessa's eyes closed, mouth open on British left shoulder. Cuffing little hook takes a too-relaxed 'Nessa in the tummy "UH-H!" She cramps up, face upturned as her torso shudders forward: RIGHT UPPERCUT, EMMA WATSON! Clipping shot drapes 'Nessa against ropes...Hudgens staring, helpless, turning her right shoulder into cables with hands down around her waist! Emma: teeth bared; hooking chin via the left hand; punching 'Nessa's left ear via the right hand; Nessa's head bobbling under impact, mouthpiece dribbling down her chest as she sags sleepily against ropes and THE REF STEPS IN because the bell has rung. 'Nessa out on her feet; Emma leaping about in triumph...it's all for naught as verdict comes back UD10 Vanessa Hudgens.

After: Watson gobsmacked...all she remembers is hammering 'Nessa out in the final moments of the fight...unfortunately for her, Hudgens got a lot of good work done up until that point. Post fight scrum an ugly sight as officials separate grumpy little vixens - Emma furious, pushing away even her own stable-mates in the HISC corner - too angry to be consoled. "I'm too tuff for her," battered 'Nessa insists in postfight. "I was bouncing her all over the canvas - really tuning up on her. She had her chance late, had me hurt, but my legs wouldn't give in to her fists. That's what it's all about - tuffer girl wins, every time. Plus I'm hotter. Their big plan didn't work. I'm still here, I'm still conqueror of Mishy, I'm still better looking than any other girl in boxing...now if stupid Tisdale can just do the one thing we need her to, we can tighten the noose on these girls!"