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16 November 2013 Rachel Bilson vs Emma Watson

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Posted by simguy on November 16, 2013, 9:13 am

BEFORE: "I'm ever so much more robust than Rachel," Emma shrugs in pre-fight. "She has her tricks and pretty ways in the ring, but if I've learned anything in the FCBA, it's that bulldozing girls beat pretty girls. Fortunately I'm both. Such bad luck for Rachel."

"Looks like Emma's been drawing all the wrong conclusions from her experience," Rachel smiles in rebuttal. "Meaty, over-confident sluggers rarely have their way against skilled competitors. She's young, strong, pig-headed, but every strength is itself a weakness. Emma should be ready to take notes. This fight will be very instructive for her."

Emma in bright yellow bandeau top, dark green bottoms; small black gloves; hair back in slick short-pony. Rachel in bikini top of pink-and-white horizontal bars; black bottoms; small black gloves; hair in shower-dampened kinks.

During R1: Rachel parses Emma's breasts with a scrounging jab, pivoting-left around the rummaging assault. Emma doesn't like it, one minute in she hooks Bilson's mouth, startling her; pours a belting right across Rachel's left shoulder and DOWN GOES BILSON! Bilson blinking in astonishment on knees-and-hands...she's spooked as much as hurt - rising for a trembling 8. Watson wades in all eyes hard with Rachel-hate: youngster lays down a thudding bombardment, starting in Rachel's waist, pounding up-torso to batter breasts, ears. Rachel cringing behind tight earmuff, elbows pressed tight to besieged ribs...she absorbs hellish spank; answers back a chippy right uppercut; slides to butt-along-ropes to her right - all under constant pressure. Watson pours it to Rachel as only angry youth can: Bilson badly shaken when ref pushes EmWat off at bell.

R2: RACHEL PAYS EMMA BACK! Bilson rallies well off her stool - jabbing Emma to a standstill midring; feeding her a driving right cross between raised mitts; hooking Emma's tummy. British girl grimacing, looking to disengage: Rachel's left hand captures Emma's bandeau top, tugging her forward/spinning her 'round...Watson staggering, taking cheap right hands to face until ref can issue break. Bilson quickly at Emma, jabbing tummy/head...Watson forming emergency earmuff, stooping forward at the waist. Tasty, limber-limbed beatdown administered...Emma too sturdy to walk to ropes, but Rachel lathers her regardless - beating fists against young British flanks/arms; feeding Emma's tummy straight-stabbing palm-down lefts; scraping away to guard via uppercuts from either hand. Watson's curvy legs holding her up...she's just blundering forward, absorbing shellack...Rachel getting off with willow-switch punches, sidestepping to her right, turning-and-touching her girl midring. Bell: Rachel's chest heaving - she forces blazing eye contact upon Emma as ref hovers close.

R3: Bitter toe-to-toe fighting - Emma bulling forward behind a pounding stick, batting hooks against Rachel's torso, trying to loosen her up for chin-checks. Bilson springy legged - jib-jabbing a constant, pesky left hand; hook-and-pivoting to her left, giving Emma angles. Stalemated give-and-take for two minutes, but Rachel's disciplined footwork gradually granting her operational control of the ring: by round's end, she's extending on spicy one-twos, bouncing her hands off Emma's guard, keeping Watson contained.

R4: Emma disciplined, fists at her mouth, elbows in...she weaves in close, weight on front (left) leg, getting inside Rachel's left jab, hooking receipts to Bilson's midsection/tits/chin. Devastating effect on Bilson: Rachel's knees giving way, trim legs all a-tremble as Emma's accurate counters pile up. Watson a touch too patient - visibly hurting Rachel with a thumper, but not rushing in...Emma applying steady, consistent, relentless pressure rather than diving in to finish. Leads to a grim, constant retreat for Rachel...she's brave - often cringing forward around tuff body shots, or getting her head swiveled - but she refuses to go down. Emma showing her will to win in final minute - deliberately and willfully pounding hooks against Rachel's throbbing jugs, looking to break the veteran's spirit. Bilson keeping her back off ropes, circling on shabby legs, but taking Emma's heaviest shots like a little champion through 4.

R5: Emma walking Rachel down, continuing to thump at her, but Bilson's reading the patterns. Midway through, Rachel steps out, creates a little gap for Emma to fill, walking Watson into a TART one-two to chin! Emma staring, right knee buckling...she stumbles off to her right, trying to regain balance as Rachel hops over to offence. TORRID follow up from an enraged whippet: Rachel lathering Emma, battering her to ropes, scouring her along the aprons. Watson crying out - hands ATOP her head as she covers up, just trying to weather the storm. Bilson occasionally setting her body to deliver striping buggywhip right hands across Emma's ribs/tummy - Rachel's entire body taut with the effort of lashing her rival. Emma's curvy legs again hold her up, but tears stand in her eyes at bell: Rachel glaring hot, looking to break Watson's will with sheer mean-spiritedness.

R6: Emma's turn. Rachel boils in, looking to overwhelm her young foe, but Watson mature beyond her years. Emma compact, crouching with dukes at cheeks, elbows in...she puts weight on right (back) leg, pulling hooks onto Rachel's chin as Bilson's lathering for glory. BILSON GOES WOBBLY BUTT! Rachel sputtering out of orbit, wandering to her right...Emma's weight of shot proves decisive; Watson over to offence. Bilson hopping, skipping in retreat, not anxious to stand in front of Emma and suffer. Watson briskly walking Rachel down - battering her in spots along the ropes, then giving chase as Rachel squirts out to the side in desperate escapes. Bell: Watson SEETHING, prevented from chesting up on Rachel by vigilant ref.

R7; Emma walks into Rachel's sneaky check-hook off the right leg: Watson's turn to stomp in fence-post-holes, momentarily stunned. Bilson's lathering fury a thing of flyweight beauty: she whirls her mitts, buffeting Emma about head and shoulders, licking at her ribs. Watson gritting her teeth, hands atop her head as she's swept to ropes, then scoured along them. Rachel savagely cruel at times - left hand palming the top of Emma's head as Watson's stooping forward, Bilson's right arm delivering repeated buggywhips, striping Emma across her flanks. Kreuk in the audience wincing, pursing her lips in sympathy: even SHE'S impressed by Rachel's lashing hatred. Emma in tears, but legs refusing to give way: she battles back in spots, startling Rachel to chin - even exchanging crashing rights and lefts inside that leave both women staring by bell.

R8: Rachel turns boxer - jabbing face/tummy, spreading Emma out, coaxing her into earmuff. Watson wincing, trying to step into position, but she's waiting too much: Rachel slowly imposing will. Bilson shifting to her right, sliding the straight right through to tits; slinging a wide, rubbery left hook to head...she's supple, twisting on her hips, extending on her shots. Watson stepping forward, but not cutting off the ring or answering...she's getting picked apart, nibbled and licked...Rachel managing distance well, treating herself to Watson. Two minutes of this finally gets to Emma: she retreats to ropes, hoping to lure Rachel in for toe-to-toe. Emma peering out between her earmuffing mitts: Rachel tap-jabs the guard, then RIPS Emma a limber right/left to paunch! Emma: "UHH-P!" bunching up, showing her back. Bilson: lathering left hook swabs exposed British kidneys - Rachel swatting away on Emma, hurting her. Watson groaning, willing herself to stand: Rachel's left hand palms scalp - right hand begins to whirl hurt to throbbing British ribs! Bilson's trim legs far apart...she's bending her back into the buggywhip lashes, just belting away on Emma's day-glo pink flank-ribs and WATSON GOES DOWN! Emma sobbing, going to haunches, hugging her body, putting her forehead on canvas. Watson a trembling, body-lashed vixen...she can't get off her knees, making it KO8 Rachel Bilson.

AFter: Bilson pacing in the vicinity of Emma for a moment - Rachel's eyes blazing, lips curled off teeth...she's lost in KO-lust. Once rationality returns, Rachel's ready for her in-ring stand-up. "I love to chew on girls, you know?" Bilson explains, all bright-eyed and glistening as she looks up at the interviewer. "I give Emma credit for not quitting: she knew she was in over her head, outclassed from the start, but she came forward, made a fight of it. I'm not the biggest hitter in boxing, everyone knows that, but when I get on you - when I'm on tempo and starting to work...it wears girls down. I love that I used Emma up. She'll remember that. Whether she learns from it is up to her."