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31 July 2015 Kendra Wilkinson vs Keeley Hazell

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Posted by Lookout! Boxing on July 31, 2015, 10:05 am

Kendra Wilkinson versus Keeley Hazell (JMD Bout)
(Words: Oddman / Results: Lookout!)

Before: With the unfolding drama at the Academy arguably overshadowing the Lawrence-Lima bout itself, it would be easy to assume that the opening bout would be completely swallowed up. People making that assumption reckoned without Keeley Hazell. “They had to bring us Page Threes in to wake people up after these ‘Girls Next Door’ put everybody to sleep!,” referring to her 2008 Playboy layout with Lucy Pinder & Sophie Howard. “Now Lucy and I will just have to do the same thing over here!”

Kendra livid, up from her seat, blondes trade chest-bumps, go forehead-to-forehead, jawing away, two-tiered scale abandoned as pin-ups head to the parking lot for a pre-fight top-tugging contest! Ensuing action is too hot for the FCBA, but leaves both beauties back-to-back on the ground: Kendra on her knees, Keeley flat on her rump. Tank tops, arms and hair so hopelessly entangled above their heads that there’s no way a winner can be determined.

Both fighters in tight one-pieces straining to contain their assets: red for Keeley, black w/white trim for Kendra, matching gloves, hair loose and wild for both.

R1: Keeley swinging freely from the outside, starts to wallop the available blonde upside the head, knocking her off balance. Mindless, bludgeoning action develops, girls swinging away lustily at each other, Hazell the rangier beauty, taking great big hacks at her girl, gloves pounding off rack and skull, Wilkinson not looking too good at the end. Both girls open mouthed, sullen-eyed, and already worn going back to their corners, but the wide open melee seems to have favored Keeley.

R2: Keeley leans into another murderous right on the jaw, but Kendra's willing to take it, she wades into Page Three Girl's breadbasket with free swinging lefts and rights. Hazell gasping at the body work, lurching forward, and then both beauties lock up behind the head, plugging away righty! Ref in close, but the Cauldron is perfectly legal in JMD, a maneuver elegant in its blind, mindless brutality. Tangle stumbles into the ropes, blondes tugging one another off balance, reversing positions. Right hands thump home, leather slamming straight ahead into the belly, fitting in above the left hip, curling up snug to jug. Upon separation, cheeks of both women tear stained, wounded eyes casting how-could-you glares, jugs already punishment-pinked. Wallop for wallop Kendra’s getting the better of it, as Keeley's giving away her reach advantage to mug in there

R3: Trudging battle of attrition emerging, both girls have had their moments, but no clear signs of separation yet. Kendra comes forward in spots, driving through with her right hand to Keeley's jaw, walking her back, hooking at tummy & tits. Hazell lavishing punishment on Wilkinson's buxom body: just big, beefy, succulent whacks with venomous leverage on every stroke. Both women repeatedly wobbled and shook. Both blondes very expressive when hurt: batting eyelashes, parted lips; clear invitations for the other to redouble her efforts. Late cuffing hook to Playmate paunch doubles her up - she backs butt first into ropes, choking back tears. Page Three Girl wades in, riding her left hand behind Kendra's head and pulling forward while plowing her brutal right hands in the body. Bell: Keeley still slammin' – Wilkinson bawling out loud to get the ref in there.

R4: Keeley sticks with it, actually starts to employ a little savvy this round. Page Three Girl loading up and swinging from her hips--sweeping rights to Playmate’s hip and breadbasket, coming back the other way with slinging hooks to jug and jaw. Kendra giving ground, backside starting to shimmy, skidding along ropes in retreat. Wilkinson not effective when she’s not coming forward and Hazell starts to bully her, both torsos moving in the horizontal plane, jugs sloshing side-to-side with the motion. Keeley smart whenever Kendra tries to get to off the strands, Page Three Girl tying up, wrestling her Playmate back into the cables, even twisting her and driving her bodily to the canvas, anything to prevent Wilkinson from working inside. Another messy Hazell round--she’s got Kendra brawling the wrong brawl.

R5 : Kendra turns the tables, getting to Keeley with straight, plowing right hands inside as she ducks the Page Three Girl’s free-swinging offerings. Playmate really wearing out Hazell’s chin in the first minute. Wilkinson able to reach under Keeley’s arms, chesting her bulky to the ropes, then pushing off to work her over, serious one-way blonde-on-blonde beat down as Page Three Girl turns sideways to the ropes in a pathetic cringe. Final minute sees Hazell, bawling out loud, drooping forward, Playmate just hup-hup-hupping away, all shoulder and leg, thick and juicy to jug

R6: Jug’s not enough anymore, Keeley low blows Kendra, drawing boozy whimpers as Playmate folds up hurt, takes a seat in the ropes, ref tackles Page Three Girl off and reads her the riot act as Wilkinson gets a break. Winded Kendra returns the favor moments later, deliberately plowing home a gaudy right to the fork as she bodies into Keeley, packing her into the ropes. Goes downhill from there--more holding and hitting--staggering, reeling look as the girls maul and claw for any advantage--very little clean punching and most of that directed at jug and crotch. Referee working overtime--breaking up sweaty clinches, handing out warnings like free samples. At the bell, women are exhausted, glaring, chest-heaving wenches who only want to keep at one another.

R7: Staggering hellcats come out battered, but eyes blazing, tottering to midring with gloves at their waists, immediately locking up, wrestling and grappling each other to the ropes, brawling with shoulders and elbows as much as fists on the inside. Kendra a bit more constructive, she’s getting lower and going to gut on Keeley with pistoning rights and lefts: it’s having a wearing effect on the wilder, less disciplined Hazell. Final minute sees both beauties shabby with fatigue, but Wilkinson’s digging in muscular, while Hazell’s arms are wrapping harmlessly around Kendra’s head and shoulders. Keeley moaning out woozy as she sits in the ropes, suddenly all beat up in the gut. Wilkinson just in a short-pumping rhythm, working her way up torso and mopping up on those unearthly Hazell hooters. Kendra slopping home the hurt, Keeley just sick about it as the bell draws near, AND DOWN SHE GOES! Keeley puddles to all fours, open mouthed, blubbering; a snarling Playmate bodied back by the ref as she sobs her way through the count and gives Kendra the KO7!

After: Kendra victorious her usual bubbly self, revving up her legs in the corner before dashing across the ring to tackle Keeley off her stool! The tangle rolls out to midring, resolving itself with Wilkinson on her knees, straddling Hazell's torso, easily pushing away the other blonde's feeble pawing. Keeley tossing her head side to side, Kendra leans forward, forcing the Page Three Girl to reach up and hold her off with extended arms. Playmate just letting her weight-of-chest take effect: Keeley crying, arms shaking with effort until they finally give way as she turns to her right, trying to roll under her tormentress.

Kendra won't have it, reaches her left arm across Keeley’s throat, bulling her onto her back and going for breast smother from the mount. Hazell slowly used up, extinguished as she tries to roll side to side, only to be muscled to her back and smothered anew. Finally – inevitably, Wilkinson presses jug to face, wrapping her arms in under Keeley's head to hold her fast. Kendra cinching up, body heavy on Hazell's - all we see is Playmate's back muscles working as she tightens up. Page Three Girl's hands press against Kelly's armpits, then reach up behind to pull at Kendra's shoulders, pulling the black suit up into a temporary thong, but there's no escape. Wilkinson just crouching in tight and low on her haunches - sometimes resting her forehead on canvas; sometimes looking things over, making sure Hazell's not sneaking a breath out the side.

Eventually, Keeley’s hands flop back to canvas either side of her shoulders, wrists bent back in supplication. Kendra rises triumphanty, sitting atop conquered British belly and treating herself to a good long look at Hazell's sweat-shiny, jug-shocked face.