Posted by Simguy on 1/21/2005, 7:17 pm.

Before: Gena Lee Nolin showing brass—wearing a copy of Charlize Theron’s Golden Globes gown to a prefight session, hamming it up tongue in cheek before addressing the press, “Visser’s going out in three, maybe four tops,” Nolin assures media, “so this won’t be about competition. It’s about a great, gory knockout—Visser all spreads out like a nasty blonde stain on the canvas: oh BABY—where do I pay may fifty bucks?!”

Guffaws all around: Visser’s not laughing. “Anyone who thinks the only reason to watch this fight is to watch Gena Lee Nolin roll over some poor loser is in for a shock,” deadly serious Nik promises. “I will turn Nolin back, bloody her and beat her. She’s in for the ass-kicking of her sorry life and she doesn’t even know it yet!”

Nolin in valkyrie attire (baby seal pelt bikini, knee-high boxing mukluks, hair in long Viking pigtails) wearing a flowing mink cape and horned helmet while be carted to the ring in a silver, winged chariot by a straining team of brunettes. Visser made to wait almost 15 minutes in the ring, huffy in her understated white leather bikini with big western stitching. Nolin clowning around the ring—when asked she says “I’m searching for Nikki’s talent!” Visser’s livid, body rigid with resentment.

During R1: Nik bodying up, left arm traps Gena’s right—Visser using her right palm on Nolin’s face to ride her roughshod to the ropes and NIK SLUGS BODY OUT OF THE WRAP! Visser in there snug, holding with the left, ripping Nolin square amidships with pumping rights—she’s running up the score on helpless breadbasket—Gena Lee bug-eyed with astonishment., Nolin trying to tie up—Visser using the right palm to shove G’s left shoulder back, keeping that torso open and POUNDING away righty with fresh vigor. Gena finally wraps up around the head panting sand grimacing—ref’s break resets the action. Visser fiery-eyed, stepping lively midring: she’s got her respect, now she settles down to Nik Visser boxing. Stinging jabs, nimble clockwise rotation—Aussie blonde touches bigger woman up for points in the first.

R2: Nolin still startled by Visser kamikaze aggression in the first—big blonde stepping warily forward, right hand at her temple, pawing out the jab. Visser sharp on the outside—darting in to deposit reaching jabs to paunch, changing directions, spritzing Nolin with sudden flurries to keep her from closing comfortably. Gena Lee stabilizing the situation—she’s coming forward, starting to walk her girl down—Visser keeping her back off the ropes.

R3: Nikki’s face intense, blazing, tempo high as she attacks GLN from all 4 compass points. Stabbing jabs to body, jabs to Nolin’s nose, hooks on the cheek, lead right hands on the mouth. Nolin upright, blinking, not coming forward—speed and sting making her tentative. Midway through: hook/right hand and NOLIN GOES DOWN! Bang-bang punching drops Big G on her backside at the ropes—sheer astonishment on Nolin’s face as she looks up at the seething Visser. Nik boxes out the round: respect buying her time and space to operate.

R4: Inconclusive round—Visser’s leggy D really making Nolin chase—Gena not getting off but she is coming forward. Visser spitting stick to body, using it to wick the strength from her bigger foe—patient attrition being applied. Nik running at time—judges notice, but she’s keeping her back free of the ropes, denying Nolin the opportunity to body up and work.

R5: First minute—Visser sticking and moving, jabbing Nolion into a frowning funk—Big G getting stung, waving late receipts, weight on her back foot she’s Kong, waving at biplanes. Second minute—SPANKING long right slants don into Nolin’s body. Freezing her--Visser leaves her feet to swing a hook onto Gena’s chops and NOLIN TOPPLES FORWARD INTO THE ROPES! Visser PLUNGING in recklessly, again using her left to trap Gena’s right, PLUGGING away righty to the pit of Gena’s spoiled tummy! Nolin gurgling, bumped up on her toes as she droops forward=--Visser DIGGING up and in, teeth gritted, bumped up on her toes as she droops forward—Visser DIGGING up and in, teeth gritted and GENA TAKES A KNEE! Nolin sobbing, gutshot, composure shit—Visser screeching at Gena to get up has to be bodied back. Rest of the way a Visser romp—Nolin blubbering mess, arms up high, leaning back across the top rope, helpless as Visser pins her ears back and swings away to the bell!

R6: Visser back outside, tireless kegs discouraging Gena who’s mouthbreathing, looking harried. Nik darting in, stooping, jabbing flat to tummy, jumping away to the side, Nik circling, stomp-feinting to get comical over-reactions, stepping to the side. Visser using flurries to bat and pester at Nolin any time Nik’s back gets close to ropes—sudden squalls buying her time to spin out of there. Down the stretch: belly jab, hook, HARD RIGHT HAND on the button stands Gena up wobbly butt. Nolin staring in confusion—getting boxed and banged up bigh time through 6.

R7: Warnings for Gena. First she’s clinching up around Visser’s elbows and trying to pop the joint. Then she’s clinching and rubbing an elbow up across Nikki’s face. Then she clinching and headlocking. Laces to the face. Thumb in the eye. Beefy forearm smashes across the back in the clinch. Mauling, shoving and crowding along the ropes—Gena letting her belly do the hard work of wearing Nikki down. Visser gritting her teeth, momentarily swamped—ref not issuing as many breaks as he should, giving Nolin long stretches to get her body on Nik. Bell: ref reaches her left arm to separate beauties and NOLIN SCORES A LOOPING RIGHT HAND! Cheap shot angers Visser—ref tackles Nik onto the ropes and gives HER a warning—swarmy grin Gena Lee en route ti her corner.

R8: Visser’s legs: dominant. Nikki stepping, sliding, wheeling—stooping to stick her jab in Gena’s paunch--Nolin’s face clammy with sweat, grimacing in frustration from these pestering body shots she KNOWS are draining her tank. Gena with the high right hand, stepping and chopping down with her jab—good smashing stroke often enough to break up Visser rushes and scatter the Aussie, but Nik regrouping, angling in, always retakes the initiative.

R9: Visser running shamefacedly, throwing away late rounds in a tactical bid for a decision, Nolin walking after her, face cramped. Legs heavy, but she;’ the clear aggressor. Gena unable to get on top and pound, takes points, but she needs to HURT this girl quick!

R10: Crowd sensing a monumental upset—chanting “NIK-KI! NIK-KI!” as Visser wheels anmd deals/ Gena cringing from the constant spearing jab into her breadbasket, recovering too late to catch Nik. Visser stepping right, then edging in, punching in straight crisscross bursts to pound Nolin’s face, backing her off: Nik not hanging around for the receipt. By the middle minute—Visser grinning confidently, taunting Gena with dancing eyes: Nolin just turning like a cornered bear, grunting and gnashing her teeth as pesky jabs and stinging combos poke and tear at her. Visser uptempo to the final bell, just turning her girl, beating Gena to punches then escaping—Nikki’s jogging away with her arms held high over the kast 10 seconds. Comes back UD10 Nik Visser.

After: Gena Ler all busted up, used. Exhausted and flustered—she just couldn’t lay a consistent paw on her revved up foe tonight. Career best performance for a Nik Visser many pundits had started to write off: not many girls have carved Gena Lee up like this.

Reposted by Archer 10/7/14.