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2 August 2002 Calista Flockhart vs Julie Chen

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Posted by Simguy on 8/2/2002, 10:23 pm.

(Julie—moderator on Big Brother—also does CBS morning show)

Before: CBS tentatively putting some weight behind Chen—Big Brother hostess billed as a classy, thinking mans fighter, network hoping to cross her over as a mainstream talent. Flockhart a similar body type but assumption is she’s shot—Julie looking to use and abuse the former superstar in cynical fashion. Swing fight on the PPV, setting up the second half action—piped in live from the Big Brother living room, cleared for fighting. Chen in red bikini, bottoms roomy on her slender hips=--Flockhart in royal blue cotton jockey top, red cotton bottoms, similar baggy look around the booty—small gloves for both.

During R1: Furious long armed swiping to open—slashing, crashing trade and CHEN STUMBKES TO ALL FOURS! Whirling exchange sees Calista bludgeon her girl to carpet—Chen takes a woozy 8, she’s shaky. Flockhart hopping forward—girls on straight legs, dukes up but wide apart, neither moving her had much—it’s just set piece jabbing with both girls making themselves available, Stinging lefts dart out in ones and twos, spanking back either girl’s pretty face—occasional shifting of feet, but they’re basically standing in front of each other taking turns with rigid pokes. Flockhart getting much the better of it—her jabs bloody Julie’s nose and worry that left eye as Chen looks discouraged at the bell.

R2: Same look and pace—girls stiff, dukes up, working with one or two sharp left hands to the mouth, nose or eye of her opponent. Back and forth, spiking action., Chen asserting herself, getting nice spank off Calista’s face—now Flockhart’s nostrils start to trickle—she’s busting up, getting stepped back on occasion as Chen spears in the stick. Neither girl letting the right hand go, but the connect percentage is so high, both are taking substantial punishment from jabs alone—both girls groggy, a little wobbly at the break.

R3: Julie builds on her good work, now dominating with her jab, really punching back Flockhart’s face, glazing those eyes, backing her girl up one step at a time. Chen loosening up a little now—still pumping that left, but occasionally moving in to tug the waistband of Flockhart’s bottoms, pulling the girl forward, spinning her around, then clouting her right hand on the mouth. Calista also getting grabby, pulling on Julie’s slender arms, twisting her off balance—fight starting to get a little sloppy when they’re not standing and jabbing straight up. Down the stretch, Julie drives a series of one twos up the middle, sending Calista floundering back, Flockhart dazed—Julie palms her arms, pins her girl to the wall and belts her a slinging right on the mouth. Flockhart woozy, taking—Chen just standing her up, holding the right bicep in her left hand, clouting away with the right, falling in close to a limp-bodied Flockhart on follow through, Hungry Chen pulled off her lolling foe at the bell—Julie’s eyes glittering with killer instinct.

R4: Calista wipes her mouth, comes out with dukes up, starts that patient, rigid jabbing at a distance to restore order. Chen starting to get banged up and Calista now lands her first rangy right crosses on the mouth. Julie staggering—Calista grabbing the girl’s halter and tugging her forward—fight devolves into an apartment style brawl as both girls get shopworn, Final minute—Calista ducks under a flailing Chen right, catches the Asian by the ribcage and pushes her hard against the wall with a crash., Julie goes limp, head lolling side to side—Calista coils and unleashes an illegal backhand clout—Chen rolls along the wall insensate, Calista falls forward, chest heaving as she leans back against the wall for support. Girls showing expressive, pain wracked faces, open mouths, fluttering eyes-neither really built to take punishment in a raucous brawl.

R5: All Chen early as she spanks away on Calista’s face. Punching that jab between the brunettes wide mitts. Flockhart responds with a long armed, churning body attack—hard fists splattering off Chen’s flat tummy, stiffening the Asian girl up. Julie hurting, clinching loose around Calista’s bony shoulders—Flockhart doesn’t let up. Tough, herky-jerky body work backs Chen to the wall—she’s pouting, arms lazy over Flockhart’s shoulders as brunette bangs away. Calista breathing hard, but putting it to Julie—she’s pushing the girl flat to the wall, then laying in with clocking rights across the face, fallings in as Julie’s left arm drapes uselessly around Calista’s back. Fight becomes a beating as Chen stares, helpless to prevent the punishment—Flockhart rough with her girkl, pushing her neck ort shoulders flat to the wall, holding her for clobbering right hands—Chern’s herad lolling forward dangerously and the ref’s seen enough. Flockhart pulled off a defenseless Julie Chen—TKO5 Calista Flockhart.

After: Svelte sluggers beat each other raw in a fight that ranged from classic boxing to senseless brawling. Both girls with good form in the jab, but nod efnse or footwork forced both to acfept ruinous face punching. Chen numb and shaky in defeat—disappointing debut in what was supposed to be a Julie Chen cakewalk.

Reposted by Archer 9/19/13

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