Part 1:

Posted by Simguy on Simguy in 3/9/2006, 6:43 am.

Before: Happens every once in a while: that WWE locker room gets a little crowded; new girls start rubbing established stars the wrong way; best thing to do is give the fans a little shoot boxing--let the girls blow off some pent up steam. “I’m definitely up for Trish,” new Playboy cover girl Candice chirps in prefight, “She’s had it her own way for a long time, and frankly, it’s time for a change. I’ve got the beef an attitude it’s gonna take to push her aside!” Stratus always classy: this isn’t the first time some buxom newcomer has talked about stealing Trish’s heat. “Candice has had her push, but ot’s gone to her head,” Stratus shrugs, unfazed by Michelle’s posturing. “She’s strong and curvy--she’s got a fitness background--all that’s true, but when the chips are down: she’s soft, I’m not. I’ll teach Candice the ropes, and then I’ll teach her the canvas!” Trish in black sports bra (hulking), grey stretch cotton aerobics trunks, white aerobics socks and shoes, white gloves. Candice in royal blue sports bra (hulking), red aerobics trunks, white aerobics socks and shoes, white gloves. Candice hyper-aggressive during ring instructions, POUNDING her gloves down on top of Trish’s touch’em up: fight delayed as girls lunge, tie up, crash to canvas and start rolling around like a couple of wrestlers.

During R1: Candice charges the mound on Trish, backing the blonde up wild--make that insane--slugging from the hips. Michelle reckless--chin up, chest out as she swings for Trish’s head--not lot of flush contact but Stratus can’t hold her ground, stumbling back into ropes from the onslaught. Michelle chugging in: strong stance; she pushes her knuckles into Trish’s raised guard, establishing punching room, then pounds away hooks and crosses, head and shoulders on Trish, Stratus confounded, buffeted and scrubbed00she covers up and folds forward, inviting Michelle to dig to the body, Candice leaning in--lower lip jutting out in an angry pout:  she starts lugging lefts and rights up into Trish’s ribs and waist, punching the blonde to seat on the ropes. CANDICE ROMPS TO JUG! Crowd standing up and saluting as Michelle takes advantage of a shaken-up Trish: hoisting thump applied to the problem of Trish’s rack--great thudding lefts and rights--breathless Stratus finally has to clinch. Ref’s breaks--more Michelle wading in on Stratus--more hectic, non-stop slugging: Candice posts a bully’s shutout, leaving a frazzled Trish Stratus with a “HUH?” expression at the bell.

R2: Candice bouncing in for more: Trish’s ready. Stratus no stylist, but she plants her feet, looks to punch-with her wide-open foe, beating Candi to punches simply by being straighter off the shoulder. Michelle eating rights and lefts on her chin--swinging herself off balance with wild misses--SHE’S packed to the ropes this round and Trish squares away to go. Thumping payback--Trish’s lips curled back, teeth clenched: she pumps downstairs with chugging lefts and rights: works her way up torso to work Candice’s mouthwatering rack; pushes and shoves Candice upright to keep her from getting off. Michelle emotional--crying out from tummy punches: when she’s not coming forward, brunette’s clearly all at sea. Steady pounding amidships has Michelle cramped and weepy--down the stretch, Trish jerks a right uppercut; puts a clouting hook on top from her hip and CANDICE GOES DOWN! Michelle shuddering on all fours, hair disheveled--Trish struts past with a haughty look of satisfaction, nodding confidently to her corner.

R3: Trish up off her stool…and she’s tackled immediately into her turnbuckles by hurtling brunette. Michelle enraged, slugging with wanton abandon: hair flying; teeth bared; bra sloshing side to side with her work. Trish has to cover up high, gritting her teeth: Michelle pushing at the guard, smearing Trish sideways, then bludgeoning--relentless head and shoulder punching starting to pound Trish drowsy, Stratus folding forward, showing earmuff: she’s no defensive sorceress either--often showing her back when she should be clinching, Candice grunting as she reefs right hands up into the taut, tanned flank of her foe: brunette’s back (right) foot skidding up off the canvas as she pours right hands to Trish. Back? Candi takes plenty, smashing away hammer-fist and drawing warnings. Jug? Candi takes more than her fair share--stacking woozy Trish up and giving her sexy shrug chug in close--just massaging hose puppies side to side. Stratus finally clinching for ref’s breaks late: legs are shaky, eyes glassy; Trish in a real donnybrook tonight.

R4: Stratus digs down, backs Candice up in hot toe-to-toe trade. Trish not as heavy-handed, but a little more compact, a little more professional: she can slug-with, beat Candi to punches and take advantage of Michelle’s bad balance. Healthy, heaving exchanges finally sees Candice forced to ropes: Trish lays in three strapping right hands to paunch, buckling her girl forward with a groan and blonde squares away to reap the rewards
Oh.
The,
Jug.
Trish getting after that Candice Michael rack with FURIOUS side to side swabbing: Stratus‘, teeth bared--drubbing lefts and rights smudging Candi‘s hooters, flattening and lifting them Michelle crying out, whining, whimpering: brunette riding a rollercoaster of emotion through 4 as she romps, then suffers--not shy about expressing her feelings either way.. Bell: Trish trembling with adrenaline as she’s pushed back by the ref: blonde looking brunette over, hoping to see signs of quit.

R5: Candi answers. Pace slowing slightly as girls settle into slogging give and take. Midring, shoulder to shoulder--girls reach left hands round behind one-another’s heads, tugging and twisting at the foe while hoisting moist right hands up and in. Bellies and bras busted--neither vixen missing much as they work the cauldron close-in. Candice stronger in the clinch, finally ,muscling Trish to ropes: brunette palming up, extending her arms, then looking to carve Trish uppercuts while holding her down with the left on Stratus’ right shoulder. Stratus getting chin-clipped, on her heels: she’s getting worked over, not really answering back as Michelle consolidates a hotly contested fifth).

Michelle/Stratus conc.
(Too Much tawdry, mindless slogging nor one post).

Posted by Simguy on 3/9/2006, 6:45 am.

R6: Candice coming forward: Trish trying to hold canvas, but getting pushed, bullied and bludgeoned out of her stance. Stratus shoved to ropes and clobbered: Michelle’s eyes flashing, nostrils flaring as she continues to coax curvy wallop from her buxom frame, Trish raising her gloves, trying to ward off blows, gut there’s too much Candice coming at her. Michelle smearing Trish sideways, bashing away mindless, then crowding in, riding her left forearm on Trish, folding her forward with her right side against the ropes, Right hands to exposed left flank: Trish all bundled up, helpless; Candice pounding her right hand against tanned ribs, hip, thigh. Michelle nice n’ comfy--ref not breaking this up--Candice shifting her weight on Trish, resetting her feet, all the batter to batter her bloomed. Too much punishment--weepy Stratus sinks to her right knee, hand in rhe ropes for balance: Candice bellowing in exultation, hands held high as she struts away with a hard earned 10-8.

R7: Is that quit in Trish’s eyes? Stratus sullen, frowning, tentative: she’s no longer punching-with Candice trying to beat her to punches--she’s simply letting the brunette come forward, dictate the pace, Trish fighting back in spots off the ropes--working to Candi’s tanned paunch; hooking her ribs and tits in tight--but Michelle won’t be bumped off. Candice pouring her body at Trish, stacking her up, smothering her, Candice leaning in and working underneath with non-stop chugging--real choo-choo punching as arms pump back and forth Candice knuckling up, pushing at Trish’s guard, then pounding away with good extension: brunette instinctively creating enough room to get off with good leverage. Trish just wiling under the constant barrage and the weight of her foe’s cuddly body: Candice just getting into Trish’s trunks through 7 and loving it on drooping blonde.

R8: Candice pours into Trish, stacks her up to ropes, keeps working, Michelle riding her left arm around Trish’s upper back, slumping the blonde forward for pumping rights belly and jug: poor Trish pouting, grimacing, just can’t get put there, Sexy stuff as Trish tries to cover up in her foe’s wrap, but Michelle won’t let her: Candi using her right mitt to push Trish’s left shoulder or left hand out of the way, exposing torso to continued punishment. Candice warned more than once for drifting low--that right hand taking in plenty of trunks along with belly--Michelle with that angry pout simply ignoring the ref’s instructions in search of ever-more Trish. Too much punishment--constant grind of Candi’s wriggling brown body; constant thumping press of her fist forces Trish to her knees: blonde shuddering with tears of frustration as Michelle goes on another triumphant strut.

R9: Rolling Trish up on all front. Pride of the WWE in tatters; mouth open, eyes sleepy--she’s still punching back in spots, but she’s just pushing don’t-hurt-me leather at Candice now. Michelle breathing hard, but unrelenting--still a wild midring as she tries to knock Trish’s head off, but once she packs blonde to ropes it’s more compact, methodical stuff. Candice leaning into Trish, nudging with the left shoulder./extended left elbow; Michelle showing a more professional look as she tucks hooks in behind Trish’s elbow, clouts hooks upside Trish’s head and nips little carving right uppercuts in tight. Stratus glum, covering up earmuff, or crossing her arms, Down the stretch, Michelle swings away joyous lefts and rights to tummy: poor Trish stunned, stooped, just takes with a stricken expression at the bell.

R10: Pride of Trish Stratus: blonde sucks it up, fights Michelle hard down the stretch. Candice pasted several tasty clubbing shots about her temples, but she won’t be discouraged this late: brunette able to drive forward, pack smaller blonde to ropes and work hard shoulder-to-shoulder, Girls laying in, taking turns with short, hurtful shrugging blows, Right hands fitted snug to jug; left hooks swatting cheek or tucking in thick to waist. The constant push and press of Candice on Trish, burdening her with weight, Stratus can’t get her butt off the ropes, but at least she tucks back into Candice with vigor--brunette tummy paying the price of Michelle’s belligerence as Candice is determined to keep Trish pinned down. Bell: Candi still gnawing on Trish, smashing at her shoulders as blonde covers up--ref has to tug seething brunette away from behind to enforce the break. Comes back UD10, Candice Michelle.

After: Trish heartbroken--stacked up, bullied and battered by insufferable Candice--goes as an upset in many quarters as Stratus just didn’t have a second half of brawling in her. Michelle strutting hands high, climbing ring ropes and preening: brunette as gaudy as they come, but an effervescent slugger when given the opportunity--she takes no guff from Trish tonight and lays down a healthy beating to shake the wrestling hierarchy.

Reposted by Archer 10/24/10.