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4 October 2013 Lucy Hale vs Allison Scagliotti

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WEEKEND PPV

 

Posted by simguy on October 4, 2013, 9:03 am

 

BEFORE: "I just hate all these little cookie-cutter bytches," Scagliotti sighs in prefight, eyes rolling, voice world-weary. "I mean - sure - Hale's not as obnoxious as a Scerbo or Song, but still - kid's irritating as hell. You see her stupid face, hear that insipid voice...it's an ass-kicking trigger for me for sure!"

Hale pouting furiously: Allison can't talk about her like this! "I'm gonna punch and punch until she gives up or goes down," Lucy promises at podium. "Just because she jug-mugged Cassie into quitting doesn't mean I'll punk. I can take whatever Allison dishes out, and when she's done dishin'? I'LL BE PUNCHING!"

Lucy in tuggable knit dark green bikini; small pink gloves; adorable short boxing booties in pink; feisty ponytail with big bracket bangs framing cheeks. Allison in black bra; black/yellow bumblebee wrestling trunks; yellow crop top with baby-doll sleeves and a twist-tie front; small black gloves; short boxing booties in yellow with black tongues; short red hair in loose scrapping configuration.

During R1: Lucy hurling herself at Allison, driving Scagliotti back via jackhammering straight right/lefts. Lucy really stepping in righty - plowing a straight, palm-down slammer to chest ala Minka Kelly, then belting away all jiggly-buns while Scagliotti's blocking-and-rolling on ropes. Middle minute all about Allison gradually fighting her way off ropes, beating Lucy to punches, winning the exchanges - systematically driving her across the ring. Final minute all about Allison teaching Lucy the error of her ways: Scagliotti dutifully working the waistline via short-arm round punches - really bouncing mitts off meat as poor Lucy sits in ropes to soak. Bell: Allison scowling, pushing off all "I'm big"; Lucy glaring, quickly pushing back as flaring tempers bring the ref in hot.

R2: Hale refusing to learn lessons if Allison's teaching: Lucy comes right back out to brawl - stepping into that rowdy lead right, looking to scrap from there. Scagliotti hit hard chest and chin, driven backwards early...she reacts with her legs, scooting counter-clockwise to blunt Lucy's edge, forcing belligerent brunette to move her feet. Hale's connect percentage drops against the moving target...Scagliotti able to gradually impose order via sharp little up-jab off the hip - twitchy little shoulder feints setting up swift, straight right hands to Lucy's face PIK!

R3: Hale initiating again, going at Scagliotti with furious pouts and pelting fists. Allison bopping to her right, letting Lucy blow off steam early, then hoping to gradually impose will, but Hale has other plans. Lucy unperturbed at missing so much early - she keeps up the pace, pressurizing Alli with constant pursuit, always trying to stub out her fists on Scagliotti's torso. Midway through, Lucy finds paydirt - pounding right to chest sets up biting hook to chin...Allison's head swivels, knees buckle, eyes widen in shock as she staggers back into ropes! ON COMES LUCY! Collapsing redhead front like fresh horses to Lucy...Hale comes boiling in, head down, fists whirling in overhand arcs. Scagliotti battered into a daze, but slugging back...she's picking Lucy up via chugging uppercuts; trading lustily via left/rights in horizontal plane...both girls reeling at bell.

R4: Hale timing her pounce - stepping and placing a jarring palm-down right straight to chin: head-snap Scagliotti - ALLISON'S HURT! Allison stampeded to ropes, coughing and sputtering with a distressed face as Lucy comes in low, storming breadbasket hup-hup-hup. Scagliotti eventually tying up around Lucy's arms, but Hale's blood is up - ref's break buys Allison no respite as Lucy's back in redhead chest, working! Whirling overhand left/rights flail at Allison; chugging hup-hup works tummy; constant squirming and pushing wears on Scagliotti, denies her clinches. Allison taking a beating with a groggy doggedness - bunching up when beaten to body; lolling in limp earmuff when Lucy's buffetting away up top. Hale scouring her girl along ring aprons - just steppin'-with and kickin'-butt...at the bell, red-cheeked Lucy shouts "HAH!" as she pushes off, earning a bleary-eyed glare of resentment from Allison.

R5: Scagliotti attempting to slug-with, eating stubby rights upside the head, hooks to chin and ALLISON SITS DOWN! Scagliotti absolutely shellshocked - eyes staring as she sits in a puddle of despair, back to ropes. Lucy pounding her chest, bellowing like a little bully, then jogging to neutral corner all ponytail a-swishin', heels kicking happily at her own buttocks. Lots of time on the clock - Allison pulling herself up all shabby/cringing: she digs in butt-on-ropes, showing Lucy a determined earmuff. CUE BEATDOWN! Hale squaring away, helping herself - she's pushing Alli's shoulders to prep; tossing tuff to midsection; carving short uppercuts with either hand across Scagliotti's guard. Allison eyes closed during the punishment, absorbing stoically, then sleepily pulling Lucy into don't-hurt-me clinches. Hale wriggling, but held fast - ref's breaks buying Scagliotti juuust enough time for her curvy legs to hold her up throughout. Down the stretch - LUCY WANTS JUG! Hale standing up in the stirrups, lifting her mitts hup-hup-hup into Allison's top until the TWIST-TIE GIVES WAY! Bell: Scagliotti disheveled, ass-thrashed, jugs still harnessed but her fightin' crop-top undone...Lucy scampering back to her corner all pumped-up and chatty - trainer hard-pressed to calm the fighter down and get some pointers in.

R6: Scagliotti batting mitts together off her stool, shouting "COME N' GET IT!" Lucy rushes in; girls go to war. Hale cuffs a pair of hooks against Allison's mouth; Scagliotti leans in, works the gut hup-hup-hup; Lucy chops-cheek a hacking little right; both girls straighten up into left uppercuts. Heads clash; tousles rub; shoulders bump offending jugs as fighters grind for position. Girls panting into one another's shoulders as they work in close, each just cuffing and stuffing compact body blows; chopping and swatting to head. Brutal, methodical, non-stop round sees Allison outwork Lucy, stymieing Hale's momentum in a turning-point round.

R7: A bit of defence from Scagliotti - she pivot-steps to her left, feinting Lucy, jabbing her face, dancing away from receipts. Hale missing badly, falling in: as she does, Allison's there with receipts in combination. Scagliotti gradually touching Hale into compliance - Allison's elbows in tight, hands grouped loose at chest...she's just putting it together on Lucy, turning her midring, bouncing hands off her. Hale unhurt, but taking a consistent beating...Allison consolidates a close sixth with a more dominant 7th.

R8: Hale surging forward, swinging for chin, but Scagliotti legs away from the storm, picks spots to check-jab while moving, then stepping in to pre-empt Lucy with vicious power. Hale coming undone, wobbling about as she's punched hard on her face and head, slapping back wide n' weak. Final minute, Hale stumbles to all fours, whining in pain...Allison looking things over with pitiless eyes. Lucy bravely beats the count, blinking away tears and HER COMES SCAGLIOTTI. Allison with payback on her mind - she tip-taps a series of straight, palm-down left/rights into Lucy's jugs, then really gets in there deep via right/left uppercuts! POOR LUCY! Hale blurting in pain, sagging against ropes - either she goes down, or gives up her jugs! Lucy elects the former, curvy legs holding her up while Allison completes a savage pasting of those Pretty Little Puppies...ref moves in hot when the bell's not enough to get Scagliotti out of there.

R9: Scagliotti seething off her stool, jabbing Hale to ropes, squaring on her, then pouring-on for the win! POOR LUCY HALE! What a beating...she's out on her feet - stooping forward in crossed arm; laying back on ropes in earmuff - Allison leaning forward, letting her hands go in torrents. Lucy withstands, Scagliotti tires...Hale starts answering late and PUTTING ALLISON WOBBLY-BUTT! Alli staring in disbelief as her legs threaten to quit...Hale open-mouthed, battered, but loading up, trying to catch Alli with haymakers from either hip. Hale landing to chin, tugging Scagliotti off-balance...Allison just staring, trying to rally - occasionally poking her jab into Hale's face to disrupt pursuit.

R10: Hale DETERMINED to bring-battle...Allison with a shellshocked expression, using her clever legs to get away from pressure for a minute, but relentless Lucy eventually gets her way. Fight drifts to ropes - Lucy leading roughly with her head, whirling mitts over the top, struggling in the grasp, pumping hup-hup to body as Scagliotti slumps butt-in-ropes. Allison mouth-breathing, busted up...she's laying in with Lucy, sponging up the body shots while reaching her arms over Lucy's shoulders, impeding the head shots. Hale sloppy, but SO willful - she doesn't really care what she hits, so long as she's leaning forward and taking it to Allison. Bell: exhausted Scagliotti pushing Hale off, snarling "Get off me". Hale all chest-heaving, eyes blazing...she just wants more fighting! Comes back one point duke...Allison Scagliotti.

After: Lucy crestfallen - emotional little beauty SO disappointed to have been nipped by a point. Allison all banged up, grudgingly respectful in postfight. "Kid came to fight. Lucy Hale made a decision about who she is and what she wants tonight...I just couldn't shake her confidence - had to literally beat the fight out of her. She's pretty stocky you know - she's filling out, getting stronger...it's no fun lying on the ropes with Lucy Hale on her chest. End of the day I'm better, so I just managed her, but honestly? If you had told me I was going to go the distance tonight? I'd have slapped you silly."   

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