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24 January 2014 Carmella Decesare vs Caity Lotz

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Posted by simguy on January 24, 2014, 9:57 am

 

BEFORE: "Caity's 'tude doesn't bother me," diplomatic Decesare says in prefight. "People are a little too hard on this girl. She's brash, she's opportunistic, but that's what you have to do in her position. I know what it's like not to have the name recognition of big-time celebrities, and it's hard. I was fortunate - I never fought as an independent, I always had Heather making moves for me, so I didn't have to get out there and stir up a lot of controversy. Caity's doing what she needs to do to get noticed, and she's fighting hard when she gets her spots. That makes her dangerous - not gonna take this girl lightly."

"I've got a lot of respect for Carmella," Caity allows at podium, "but make no mistake: I'm pouncing her out in this fight. I know everyone's waiting for me to cave in just because the judges took that Emily Rose decision away from me, but that's not going to happen. I'm under the microscope now and I'm gonna respond. Special girls answer losses with wins, and I'm special. Carmella's getting beat, because that's how I respond to setbacks. With victory."

Carmella in fighting pink bikini with little white belt; white gloves; long brown hair loose, straight. Caity in navy bikini with little white polkadots; white gloves; blonde hair loose.

Caity entering the ring with a flashy front-handspring over the top rope, jogging through people in the ring all the way to Carmella, where blonde girl chests-up and makes a pest of herself until Decesare pushes her off. Carmy frowning: Caity hopping away all cute and loose.

During R1: Carmella tall, aggressive, leaning in on front (left) leg to rake Caity one-two, then shifting weight to back (left) leg while cuffing left hooks with the elbow held close to Carmy's hip. Lotz buffetted to her left, and before she can assume an attack posture, Carmella's on her with the jab again, poking blonde-girl out of position. Decesare stalking Caity round the ring, cutting the ring off, then touching her up...Lotz circling in retreat, unable to answer. Down the stretch, those cuffing hooks from Carmella really clout upside Caity's head, unhinging her knees, spilling her to ropes. Seconds left as Caity forms hurtin' earmuff, so Carmy steps in, licks the tummy right/left - scorching Lotz to body at bell.

R2: Caity focussed, pivoting to her right, hands up/palms out. Caity stitching a quick jab to Carmy's tummy, then scoot-pivoting counter-clockwise, turning Decesare. Spicy right hands try for Decesare's chin as Carmella turns-with - brunette leaning back on supple hips, showing wariness. Carmella gradually stitching her own jab at Caity's face, making blonde girl flinch...brunette gradually taking the initiative, forcing Lotz to perimeter. Close round late, Carmella salts it away with a strong, lashing body attack - licking long-armed rights and lefts snatching at Caity's ribs/tummy for the points.

R3: Lotz picking up the tempo, sliding to her right, bobbing and weaving as she circles. bob-feints precede stiff jabs to tummy; tummy jabs set up sudden straight rights to head. Carmella leaning back onto right (rear) foot, flinching away from head-punches while giving up tummy - her own pokes and slashes missing the mark. Lotz keeps it up - circling and touching taller girl at will...down the stretch, Caity hops in close, salts it away left/right/left, neatly punching Carmella's face as brunette's sputtering backward.

R4: Lotz bob-feinting, then trying for face with either the stiff-jab or sudden straight right, falling off to either side after lunging in. Carmella doing her best to manage Caity's pounce with a pumping jab...brunette gradually finding the mark, touching Caity poke on the way in, stalling her, then cleaning her up via lanky sidearm right roundhouse to body. See-saw fighting for two minutes, but down the stretch, Carmella imposes will - jabbing Caity into position to receive the lashing right hand to flank; cleaning up that cuffing left hook off the right (back) leg, catching Caity chup-CHUP upside the head.

R5: Negotiations continue - Caity circling to pouncing-angles, bobbing and weaving her torso, lunging in hot. Decesare stalking cautiously, retreating behind a check jab when necessary to manage Caity's pounce, then looking to clean her up as Lotz regroups. Down the stretch - Caity spits jabs to get close, crouching down low, weaving her torso. Sudden left hook hacks Carmella at the beltine, cramping her up in earmuff; sudden left uppercut splits the mitts, picking up Carmy's chin, sending a bolt of electricity through her body. Decesare's back (right) foot spasms up off canvas; sets down to far to the right...Carmella wide-eyed, startled as she spazzy-legs around, trying to balance. Caity pouting furiously, crouches, lunges in with a short clean-up hook, getting her shoulder behind it as she jumps into Carmella's chin. DECESARE REELS TO ROPES! Carmy swooning, legs all rubbery, hands forming panicky earmuff. Caity pushes-in, showing compact brawny by reaching under Carmy's arms, wrestling apart the guard then getting after that sleek, supple ribcage. Gorgeous, thumping work - Caity snarling, shoulders rolling, hands sampling hup-hup-hup...Decesare stricken, sagging into ropes...desperation clinch ties Caity up at bell, saving Carmella from knockdown.

R6: Fight changes. Carmella still hurt, circling to her right with a concerned expression. Caity on the pounce - bob-stepping on approach, stiff-jabbing or leading hot right hands for Carmella's face. Decesare flinching away from these strikes, issuing check-jabs to disrupt Caity's timing. Down the stretch, Caity bobs in close, works the waistline right/left/right, bunching Decesare up in earmuff front. Caity quick-pivots 30 degrees to her left; clips the outside-in left uppercut between Carmy's mitts; clips it again as Carmella's just standing there hurt and DECESARE GIVES WAY! Carmella distressed as legs spasm...she reels into ropes, long lashes blinking out an S.O.S. Caity hops-to, flashes those snatching hands hot to body right/left, then as Carmella's wilting forward, blonde girl starts shrugging in tuff right uppercuts to jug! Carmy hurt, drooping, sponging: Caity pumpin', her left at Carmy's right hip, the right hand just shoving at jug to bell! Blonde girl whirling away, thrusting hands high, big grin on her face: Decesare badly rattled, sagging against ropes for support.

R7: Carmella still a little ragged, but rallying - showing gloves-at-cheeks as she leans in on front (left) plant-leg. Caity playful, batting wide, clouting lefts or rights upside the head, falling off to either side after dishing wallop. Decesare clobbered, but keeping her hands up, turning-with, stepping in the long jab to occasionally poke Caity out of rhythm. Tactical stuff - Lotz belting away up top, using her ballistic legs to constantly turn Carmy's flanks: Decesare gets through the round without getting rocked, gradually pulling herself together through 7.

R8: Carmy with ground to make up: she assumes an aggressive, stalking mode, weight on the front (left) leg. Jabs stitch back and forth, but Carmella landing first and last, then chasing Caity away with a slap-chopping right cross. Blonde girl circling to her right, trying to find pouncing-angles: Decesare walking Caity down, starting to sling heavy hands head-and-shoulders on Lotz. Down the stretch, Carmella starts mixing in those batting, elbows-in hooks off the right leg - cuffing wallops catching Lotz upside the head, shunting her to ropes. Carmella able to stride in and lash a trio of thick, rangy, low-slung left hooks in behind Caity's right elbow - brunette popping hips-right, really hurting her blonde at bell.

R9: Ballistic Caity roaming to her right, pouting furiously over left shoulder, then suddenly pouncing at Carmella, forcing Decesare to cover up. Caity bobbing to feint, jabbing hot - catching Carmella clean to face, then pivoting past the Decesare right flank. Caity bobbing to feint, stitching jabs to tummy, rotating counter-clockwise, then pouncing in the pay-off right hand...Carmella catching on her face, reacting late as blonde-girl starts gobbling her up. Decesare taking a good shot, withstanding Caity's power, but rarely answering...Lotz able to work angles for points through 9.

R10: Carmella stalking, but not closing the gap: Caity's tireless legs carrying blonde girl in counter-clockwise gyrations, punctuated by sudden pounce-attacks, forcing Carmy to cover up. Lotz not landing heavy, but it's all so sudden and unpredictable...Carmella visibly spooked, biting on feints, reacting after the fact. Round and round, in and out - Caity's legs the difference as she commands the ring - occasionally spicing things up with frisky jabbing against Carmella's tummy, but mostly relying upon lunging power-leads. Bell to bell Caity...she's a confident beauty at the break, climbing her corner ropes to play to the crowd. Comes back UD10 close, Caity Lotz!

AFter: Decesare bruised, chagrined - strong start for gorgeous playmate melts in the face of a furious mid-rounds rally for Caity that would see the fight tied through 8 - Lotzie's kinetic energy winning it from there. Carmella gracious as ever - congratulating Caity, giving her words of encouragement going forward: blonde girl's just beaming in postfight. "I just took out the best brunette in the division," Caity asserts. "Call it an upset if you want, but you better get used to it. I'm too much girl for this division! I've got big-bantam power and small-bantam quicks. I've got the hands, the legs, the chin, the heart. My body's too strong. Where's Chloe B? Where's she at? Chloe can consider herself challenged. There's only one Next Big Thing in the FCBA, and baby, you're lookin' at it!"

 

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