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9 August 2013 Danielle Fishel vs Alyssa Milano

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Danielle Fishel 15.jpg Alyssa Milano 08.jpg

Posted by simguy on August 9, 2013, 9:09 am

BEFORE: Pre-fight a gong-show - both girls apparently operating with "punch on sight" protocols...it's a constant stream of top-tearing brawls as soon as fighters are brought into close proximity. Weigh in takes an hour as girls are reluctant to stand still long enough for good measurements: "I won't be a sitting duck for her," Dani complains at one point, insisting that Milano be removed from the premises.

"I told Dani when she came out of retirement," Milano relates at podium while Hayden stands on guard behind a seething Fishel at dais, "that I didn't want to see her strutting. I told her to keep a low profile - no big paydays, no splashy media - or else I was going to have to put her down. We had beaten her - me, Britney, Allison Mack, Hilary Duff...we had put Dani in check, and she needed to respect that. But what did she do? A freakin' MAXIM spread! Soon as I saw that, I just said 'that's it for her'. I'm destroying Dani Fishel guys - she's EARNED the beatin' I'm gonna give her!"

Fishel SO determined at podium, visibly trembling with emotion. "I haven't put a lot of pressure on myself in this comeback," Dani says in measured tones. "It's about the love of battle for me - the competition - I haven't been super concerned about wins and losses, but in THIS fight? Against THIS girl? I'm winning. I'm just winning this fight guys. I'm battering Alyssa Milano and I won't accept any other result!"

Dani in beige lace bra and panties from her Maxim cover; long dark hair in romantic curls; small black gloves. Alyssa in purple bikini with boy-leg bottoms from HER Maxim spot; small black gloves; long dark hair in romantic curls.

R1: DEAR LORD, THE BRAWLING! Girls lunging for one another, falling in chest to chest, tumbling to ropes all sloppy-slugging, then squaring away to work in earnest - each taking her turn in top-position on apron. Warnings issued to both: face-pushing; forearms chucked to breasts; holding and hitting; Milano actually pulling Dani's hair hard enough to yank Fishel to the side; Dani punching at Alyssa's thighs. Girls in tears at bell - from rage and hate - each screaming at the other as official struggles to keep 'em separated.

Both corners lecturing respective fighters by literally holding their faces and forcing eye-contact...senseless mayhem wasn't in either battle-plan.

R2: Girls hop-to in strong stances, dukes at temples...they close, press guards, then sneak to snatch punches from there. From the high guard, one girl will snap a hook to offending tummy or flank, then cover up tight again, pressing guard to guard while the other girl takes a swipe. Quick, snatching contact: vicious, cutting hooks chopping at tummy; sudden jerk-uppercuts from either hand exploring rival guard; whacking right hands batting lats. Milano a bit more apt to gamble with right/left hup-hup combos to Dani's gut - Fishel able to put uppercuts on chin in receipt. Dani more systematic about chopping at Milano's firm biceps...Fishel hoping to wick away Milano's ability to wage war longer term. Bell: both fighters trembling from the commitment to hot-tossing attrition; both have paid the price for standing in front of the other.

R3: Glorious brutality continues - girls bump-and-press raised guards, snatching punches from there, covering up quick after delivering. Bit by bit it's Fishel...her body licks really cutting into Alyssa's tummy-meat; her uppercuts starting to find a bit more of Milano's chin, moving Milano's head off her mitts. Milano grunting in receipt, chopping back hot to Dani's waist and lats, but it's Fishel coming forward off the guard-bump up top, slowly imposing will. Final minute - girls maintaining that guard-on-guard ready position, trading their vicious, snatching licks...Dani grimly pouring the pace to Alyssa, taking Milano's blows, shrugging them off, making Alyssa hurt. Bell: Fishel chesting into Milano, exhaling hot in her face...Alyssa blinking, lips parted in anguish...ref has to pull Dani off her rival.

R4: Alyssa opening with a boxing look - trying to touch Dani one-two out at full extension...Fishel in high-guard, walks-and-blocks her way through it, hooks Milano to gut, and forces the guard-on-guard attrition again. Alyssa game to trade at the start; visibly wilting soon thereafter...Dani's vicious tugs to gut/hacks to biceps/whacks to lats beating Alyssa back to ropes. Fishel staying disciplined, fighting out of that high guard...she's just intent on reducing Alyssa; punishing and bruising the meat of Alyssa in direct fashion. Down the stretch - Milano's guard getting a little loose...Dani jerks a short right uppercut through to chin, sees Alyssa sag, feeds her another right uppercut, then another...MILANO'S GOING OUT! Alyssa upright - curvy legs refusing to let her down, but Dani cleaning up that chin - hooking Alyssa's tummy to bunch Milano up, then getting back on chin. HOOK TO RACK! Dani turning a vicious clout across Milano's jugs, winning a sob of pain and quit from Alyssa...Dani reaches in, wrestles apart the arms and SLAMS AWAY TO RACK! Dani: grinning, hair in her eyes, pouring fists and forearms into Alyssa's jumping jugs; Milano sagging in ropes, head tilting back, hands dropping and THE REF JUMPS IN! TKO 4 DANI FISHEL IN VIOLENT FASHION!

After: Dani too excited to vacate - trying to get round the ref, trying to chest up and let Alyssa hear all about Fishel's supremacy...Milano blubbering...Dani's own stablemates eventually pulling her away for a proper celebration across the ring. "I'm so pumped, you guys have no idea," Dani says, emotional tears dampening her cheeks. "I made that hag quit tonight. I went right at her and used her up...it was the best thing I've felt in a long, long time. I'm not sorry I had her out on her feet and went jug for the finish - not sorry at all! Do you think for one hot second that Alyssa would have held up on me? We will never give each other quarter or mercy. Never. When I have her hurt, I'm piling on, guys. Every time."