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11 March 2014 Candice Accola vs Troian Bellisario

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Celebrity Boxing After Dark'

 

Posted by simguy on March 11, 2014, 11:55 am

BEFORE: "Troian's their 'fast' bantam; Shay's their 'big' bantam...know what you get when you put them together?" Candice asks at podium, lifting eyebrows playfully. "Me! I'm like the best of them brought into one girl! I'm too skilled for Shay, too strong for Troi...watch what happens when I beat her ribs. If she couldn't take it from Meggie Marks, she sure as HELL can't take it from me!"

Troian still bristling at the mention of Markle despite stringing together strong performances since...she's a serious vixen in rebuttal. "Candi's a good fighter," Troian allows, baiting the trap, "that's why it's got to hurt her that no matter what she does, she's always in the shadow of Nina Dobrev. That's why Shay and I will always dominate Candice and Nina: because we actually complement one another while Vampi D's just Nina and some other girls. Ouch. Still - I'm not cruel. I'm not going to stand up here and pick at Candice until she breaks down. But I'm not going to let her think that her fighting spirit is stronger than mine either. You're going into the ring to lose, honey. I know you're going to fight your heart out, but make no mistake - my hand WILL be raised over yours, one way or another!"

Troian in sporty black bikini with white elastic waistband; white gloves; slick high pony. Candice in hot pink bra; navy bikini bottoms with white polka-dots; white gloves; blonde hair in loose tangles. Both girls scowling up a storm during ring instructions - each sneering when she touches the other's gloves.

During R1: Troian hooking Candi's breasts with a thumbside-up clout, then jabbing-face while pivoting crisply clockwise...Belisario in charge at the open, coaxing Candi into earmuff. Accola stalking, dropping a stiff jab onto Troi's face - blonde girl just trying to step into good positions. Midway through, explosive trade in crashing rights and lefts goes Troi's way when Accola staggers out of orbit: blonde girl blinking, smote to chin...she's hurt! Troi lunging for Candi with a lancing straight right to tummy...spanking body blast wins a shout of pain from Accola as she cramps up, turns away and BLONDE GIRL DOWN! Candice sobbing for breath on hands-and-haunches...Troian striding to neutral corner, detouring to pass in front of Candice so blonde girl can see her legs. Accola bravely up but cringing with body hurt: Troian braces her blonde at ropes for the final minute. Quite the pasting...Candi slumping rump-first in cables, face-in-gloves...Troi touching-in responsible one-twos to start her cadence, but graduating to a glorious belting of joyous rights and lefts in the horizontal plane, thumbside up. Poor Candi! Accola whining on the ropes, trying to hold her defences together: Troi just clobbering away to glory all back straight, ponytail tossing to bell. Ref a heartbeat late to prevent Troian from tucking in a pair of harsh left hooks in behind Accola's right elbow...Belisario earns herself an escort to her corner, ref lecturing her while holding her left elbow en-route.

R2: Candice under orders to use her legs, get herself together: Troian cast in the role of heartless pursuer this round. Accola leggy, lithe as she skirts the perimeter - eyes wide and spooked from having been so dreadfully treated last round. Troian tight-lipped, hard-eyed - dukes collected loose beneath her chin as she hops Candi down - stooping to reach jabs at blonde belly, straightening up into wide-sweeping hooks/hot right hands straight off the shoulder. Belisario firmly in charge, eventually working her way up from belly-jabs to punishing right/lefts at rack...Candi electing to hop away and create distance rather than engage in trade. Blonde girl forfeiting a shutout, but looking refreshed at bell - fighters push each other's hands, snarling and baring teeth until ref intervenes.

R3: Troian continues to press Candice - really stepping in the hot left jab off the shoulder, smashing Accola in the face with it, forcing her to cover up. Belisario staying in the pocket, feeding Candi a tuff right uppercut to breadbasket, then hooking her across the pate...blonde girl buffetted out of her stance, looking forlorn again as Troi puts her wobbly-butt. Belisario snarling, stepping-to with that spearing jab...she's got Candi hurt, covering up, vulnerable to clean-up flurries. Brunette drives her blonde round the ring - beating Candi as she covers up earmuff; chasing her down when she stumbles away. Accola sniveling, looking ass-kicked - she's jogging away from Troi at times, fueling Belisario's confidence/aggression through 3.

R4: Troian more determined than ever to bring battle to her blonde - stitching that jab into Candi's face or breasts, driving her to ropes, raking her rights and lefts in criss-cross patterns. Accola punished, reeling into and along ropes...she's got hands up/palms out as she's backpedaling, just trying to ward off punches. Belisario SO aggressive: trim body taut as she briskly walks Candice down; ponytail tossing as she's beating Candi rights and lefts; eyes blazing throughout. Down the stretch - Candice cowering in earmuff, sliding along ropes to her left...Troian beats hooks across the top of Candi's head from a high-angle left elbow, cuffing her along to set up drilling straight rights in between the mitts. One such poking right finally does the trick - punching Candi's chin down, buckling her knees, spilling her to all fours with left flank paralleling ropes. Troi lingering in the area, looming tall over Candice until ref shoos her away...Belisario scowling ferociously on the stomp back to neutral corner.

R5: Troi: right hand cocked at chest, left low, just waving hooks to move blonde into position to receive the drilling right. Candice wincing, but rallying - dukes at mouth, elbows in as she circles to her left. Midway through, Candi blocks Troi's right with both gloves, then hook-receipts to chin, startling Belisario, who baby-steps to her right in confusion. SEARING right hand, Candi Accola - blonde girl leaning in and pasting chin, swiveling Troi's head so hard her own ponytail slaps her face on either side...Troian stumbles out of orbit, legs rebelling and DOWN SHE GOES! Belisario on haunches-and-hands, staring in shock at canvas - Accola seething down all blazing eyes/disheveled hair: "TOO STRONG!" Troi beats the count, takes a tentative step off the apron, doesn't trust her legs so sags back against ropes to cover up. Accola's turn to wade into hurting prey, and OH, how she beats Troi's slender flanks/hips. Blonde girl bearing her teeth, whining as she's getting off...rights and lefts bouncing off Troian's toned edges - Accola belting away with thumbside-up delivery, curling her mitts into her own chest on follow-through. Bell: Candi's not stopping - her mitts continue to slam away...Troi blubbers in protest, pushing palms out on Accola's face as ref rushes in.

R6: BITTER two way fighting as both girls know what's at stake: Candice trying to make sure the fifth round was a real turning-point; Troian striving to break the rally. Classy, leggy clockwise rotation, leading to savage exchanges as both girls step-in crunching jabs, then seek to flurry in close. Bodies suffer digging right uppercuts; chins are hooked; faces and breasts battered as the girls whirl-away at close quarters, clipping each other elbows as much as mitts. They disengage only to circle to fresh angles, then they lunge back in - eyes blazing, lips curled off teeth. Down the stretch, Candice straps a heartbreaking right/left across Troi's ribs in front, slicing mitts in under the breast-line...Belisario ashen-faced, stepping back in receipt, unable for the first time this round to immediately answer. Blonde girl snarling happily as she's able to take uncontested forward steps, scrubbing away straight, criss-crossing rights and lefts: Troi covering up, wilting into ropes at bell. Candi crowding close, left hand at Troian's right shoulder as brunette's still face-in-gloves...blonde girl shoving extra right hands to Troi's tummy until ref steps in. Nina D, Kat Graham, Claire Holt...bullying tactics have them up out of their seats and cheering: PLP girls concerned, voices calling out in support of Troian as Belisario appears shaken en route to corner.

R7: Troian back to basics - right hand at her cheek as she steps in with the jab - really ramming the initial poke home like a power punch, getting Candice onto her back foot early in exchanges. Inside, Troian's hardnosed - clipping Candi a drifting right; bumping pates with Candi; hooking Candi's tits; using a tuff left elbow to push Candi back. Accola stumbling at points, hurt by the accumulation of tidy power-punches...Belisario stays disciplined, finding Candi's pretty face with that ramrod jab, then beating her up at close-quarters. Blonde girl in retreat, but not routed: Accola fighting back, scoring digging rights to breadbasket; trading reckless, brawling rights and lefts in close as Troian's trying to impose will. Bell: both girls mouth-breathing, chests heaving...hot-tossing two-way taking it's toll through 7.

R8: Troi turns boxer! Belisario still punishing Candice with the stiff, first-touch left jab, but Troian pivoting off the poke now, using her legs, turning Candice clockwise midring. Nothing fancy: Troian's eyes intense, chin tucked as she circles, picking her girl apart with precision cruelty. Candice frowning, grumpy - her face getting spanked back regular, and when she brings dukes to temples? Troi dives in, getting her back behind pouring right hands straight to breadbasket. Belisario patient, persistent - bloodying Accola's nostril; punching a mouse in under blonde left eye. Candice turning, weight on her back (right) leg, dukes up, but she's mesmerized, just out on the end of Troi's punches and taking. Bell: Troian's eyes bore into Candi's letting her know what just happened; blonde girl picking up her chin, showing defiance despite the setback.

R9: Furious fighting along the ring aprons as girl close pate-to-pate - Candice seeking to use her strength against willowy Troian. Fighters tumbling along ropes, struggling to push at each other's arms/shoulders/face, then it's sloppy right hands or desperate hooks hitting whatever's available. Gradually Candice comes to dominate the push-and-punch - left hand at Troian's right shoulder, right palm shoving-face, draping brunette on ropes. Ref doesn't like the mauling, issues warnings, but Candice won't be verbal-ed off: she stays on her girl, bullying and bodying when she can't get off. Down the stretch, Candice pushes off and pounds a series of thudding lefts and rights against Troian's belly, bunching brunette up hurrrt, butt in ropes. Blonde girl savagely cleaning up Troi's back as brunette doubles over - Candi's right hand controlling back of Troian's head; Candi's right hand delivering sweeping strikes across quivering backbone. Bell: warnings and a hard arm-shake for Candice, but she's unrepentant, glaring and seething as she's escorted back to her stool. During the break, Troian crying stoic tears from the back-punching, but staying composed; Accola's trainer telling her she's got to stop Troian to win.

R10: Accola cutting off the ring by stepping to her right, left hand out over Troian's right shoulder, right hand punching Troi to face. Belisario trying to slug her way into the clear, but Candi's winning the exchanges, beating a tune on Belisario's cheekbones with clubbing lefts and rights. Troian wobbles out of orbit to her right, blinking and wobbly-butt: swinging hook takes Troian from an oblique angle outside her left shoulder and DOWN SHE GOES - dropped to all fours in astonishment! Vampi D girls up and jumping, screaming their little heads off...Accola all chest heaving, eyes blazing as she sprints to neutral corner. Troian beats the count shabby, trying to rally: ON COMES CANDI AND OH: THE BEAT DOWN! Troian wilting, trying to keep her hands in front her face as she slides to her left along ropes, but there's SO MUCH blonde girl coming at her! Candice lost in finisher's-fury, feral now - teeth bared, eyes blazing as she whirls both arms at her rival. Troian battered into her corner, cringing there with left hip on turnbuckle...Candi crowds close, pushing off Troi's right hip to set, then belting her a savage sidearm right to gut, followed by hooks up top! POOR TROIAN! Belisario cowering - her right knee coming up to protect tummy as she leans on turnbuckle, her hands covering her head. Candice just unleashing - lefts and rights bouncing off Troi's head/shoulders/lats with thumbside-up delivery, blonde girl just hustling the leather to Troian and DOWN GOES BELISARIO! PLP girls in shock, hands in hair or covering opened mouths as Troian slumps to a seat in her corner, left hand palm-out at right cheek to ward off fouls. Ref pushes seething Accola back - crowd in hysterics...looks to be all over but TROIAN BEATS THE COUNT! Belisario sputtering, swaying, but defiant...she stands for her 8, covers up, gets a turnbuckle under her buns for support and rides it out! Candice wades back in to give it her all - she belts away at helpless Troian in the remaining seconds, really pounding right hands off slender lats until ref pulls her away. Goes to the cards...long delay as close scores are checked and rechecked...PLP girls huddled together in the stands in group-hug formation...Vampi D girls holding hands in a line at their seats...comes back 1 point decision...for the winner...Troian Belisario!

After: Battered Troian closes her eyes, tilts her head back and cries tears of relief. Devastated Candice sinks to hands-and-haunches, head bowed, damp blonde hair draping her breasts as her shoulders shudder in tears of disbelief. Greatest fight yet between these two rival squads shows the ever-rising intensity. "That's a stake in the collective heart of Vampi D," Troian exults in postfight, her grinning PLP cohorts flanking her on either side. "Not only is it me pushing ahead of Candice best-of-three. It's us taking more territory from them. Teaching them we're better. Candice is their best girl, so this just kicks the air out of them. Look at them in their seats - crushed and deflated, because they know it's all downhill from here. They know me and Emily are wearing Candice down to a frazzled blonde nub, and they've got nothing else in reserve. Nina? Please. Pretty doesn't get it done in the ring. We're just getting stronger and better from here guys. I want Candice Accola to know that I will always cherish this moment. I'll celebrate it annually. When she's crying or depressed thinking about tonight, I want her to know that remembering it is bringing a smile to my face. Sweet dreams, Candi!"

 

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