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BOXING AT THE MIRAGE

BEST of 7 #5

Posted by Simguy on 4/25/2006, 7:48 pm.

Before:  Security on red alert whenever Jenny and Krista occupy the same room—O’Dell seething, ready to tear into Allen bare-handed if need be after Allen vicious post-fight chop block last time out. “Jenny’s been a real bear in camp,” Charisma carpenter tells “Celebrity Ring”, “I really hope she cleans up on Krista in this one—I don’t know how much more of this I can take! To answer your question about Jenny’s motivation, let me tell you something: Jenny dropped Holly McPeak with a body shot in sparring—a BODY SHOT! I’m sorry, but that’s insane intensity—even for Jenny. Allen’s in trouble.” Krista avoiding questions regarding the chop block, preferring instead to focus on Jennifer’s “bullying”. “O’Dell should be suspended,” Krista pouts in prefight, “I chopped her because I felt the refs hadn’t been enforcing the rules throughout this series and I had to take matters into my own hands. Jenny’s just like Tricia Helfer in the regard: they think rules are for everybody se, not for them. I had to show Jenny she couldn’t get away with that crap. Chopping her was the only way to get through to her—the only way to make ANY bully understand they can’t push you around.” Ali Landry prominent in the audience, actually talking with Krista from ringside—many other fight luminaries in attendance, all curious to see if Jenny can close this thing out, or if Krista can turn her tormentress back. Jenny in tan faux lion-hide bikini, teak ring connections, tan knee-high boxing moccasins. Allen in tan buckskin western bikini, tan knee high boxing moccasins, Girls refusing to touch gloves during ring instructions, despite firm invite from ref to do so.

During R1: Jenny scooting to Krista, walking through Allen’s panicky jab and bashing Kris right hands upside the head. Allen scattered sideways to ropes—wide-eyed and reeling—O’Dell pouring through the breach as Krista stoops-and-covers earmu8ff. GLORIOUS Jenny O’Dell beatdown—Jen smashing away with teeth bared—arms shivering upon batting contact with Krista’s shiny flanks, mitts skidding across that pale, lithe back. Windblown, Allen to all fours in shock—mouth open, eyes watering up—Jenny stalking to neutral corner with hands high, smashing her fists down on the top rope and bellowing into the crowd as Allen rises for 8. ON COMES JENNY! O’Dell charging in again, jabbing Krista between the breasts to fix position, then ringing her head and shoulders hooks and crosses,. Kris dukes up, desperately blocking, sliding to her right along the ropes: Jenny stepping-with, POURING shellack onto poor Allen. Midway through—Kris ducking low under Jenny’s fury, walking blonde’s straining wrist into moist clinches—brunette desperate to toe up marauding blonde. Jenny wriggling, tugging at her arms to free up or slugging around Krista’s encircling arms to bash at Allen’s waist until ref’s break. Jenny strong to the bell, taking it to Krista from corner to corner—but wily brunette able to survive, stem the tide, blunt the sheer force of O’Dell to stagger out of the first.

R2: More Jenny: O’Dell hopping across the ring, chopping down with her left hand to disrupt Krista’s defences, then leaning in behind savage right hands ticketed for chin. Allen stampeded to ropes, unable to stand her ground—she covers up tight, slips in under a whistling Jenny right and HOOKS O’DELL’S TRUNKS! Jenny sobbing out, suddenly bunched up and derailed—she stumbles forward, reaching for ropes as Krista stalks away, chest heaving, breathing deep and enjoying the break as ref gives Jenny time to recover. O’Dell slowed, but determined—she steps-to Krista again, met this by stern, rebuking jabs as Allen hot-foots to her left all springy legged. Kris establishing distance, keeping the fight at midring, jabbing Jenny firmly in her left cheek and DROPPING A WITHERING RIGHT CROSS! Allen with that deft timing and freakish first-step quickness CRUSHES Jenny a beauty to the chin, bending in and down with the shot as blonde head swivels mindlessly on limp neck. Krista’s eyes hungry with KO lust—she pushes into Jenny with knuckles, getting groggy blonde to baby-step backward, steps in and CLAPS a whippy hook hard across Jenny’s mouth. O’Dell face being pasted, eyes staring, hands low as she backpedals—KRISTA’S WADING IN ON JENNY! Lusty lefts and rights shell jenny back to ropes, clouting that beautiful high browed face side to side and O’DELL WON’T HAVE IT! Jenny forming instinctively at the touch of rope against her back—she lugs a thudding right to the pit of Krista’s stomach, trades hooks to put Allen blinking on her heels—Kris backs off, still the fresher vixen, but no longer bold. Allen circumspect, gnashing her teeth in fear and loathing: how many powershots has jenny O’Dell absorbed in this series? Jenny walking on her heels, but grimly coming forward again—she’s starting to despise Krista’s punching, caving in Allen’s morale just by being implacable, Bell: Jenny standing firm, forcing hard eye contact: Krista demures, slinking away as though SHE took the beating that round!

R3: Jenny stepping strong to Krista—blonde resolute, hardhearted as she walks Allen down. Krista’s eyes giving everything away—she’s hinky, trying to skirt the perimeter, but Jen’s legs are back and O’Dell’s whittling down the ring, Jenny jabbing stiff and well, stabilizing Krista, getting her hands up: blonde detonates a withering right roundhouse against brunette ribs, carving in behind the elbows to cripple Allen, cramp her up in agony. Kris groaning, stooping forward, extending arms to push Jenny off: big mistake as O’Dell’s able to twist on hips, rip the hook, sweet to ribs underneath, putting Krissy’s butt up in the ropes, Jenny getting big-girl on Krista—slogging at her waist and ribs, then pushing up to stack, having a go at those jugs, then curling in robust uppercuts to brush away swaying brunette back against the ropes. Krista’s movements sluggish—lips parted, eyelashes fluttering—she’s trying to move her head, bending at the waist, but she’s getting battered, Drowsy, helpless Krista reaches to clinch ‘round Jenny’s shoulders: tight-lipped blonde clips the left uppercut off the left foot (flinging Allen’s head back) eases back into right foot to get the right uppercut, then steps almost casually to the side as Krista sprawls face first to canvas. It’s over: Allen relaxing into KO’d slumber—Jenny O’Dell lifts mitts, struts away with decisive series victory, 4 fights to 1.

After: Krista rolled gently to her back, gloves removed as she lies in stupor, eyelashes batting, head lolling, Jenny looming nearby, gorging on the sight of ruined Allen: blonde standing with left hand on hip, right rubbing at her throat as she stars down, occasionally brightening into a smile to acknowledge milling teammates/well-wishers, but always returning her focus to her vanquished rival. Allen finally helped to a seat, then brought to her feet—Jenny right there, stooping to force eye contact: everyone I the room knows Jenny could take what she wants, showing magnanimity on top of sheer dominance by letting Krista stagger out of the ring unmolested. Mirage presenting jenny with a trophy to commemorate her triumph while memorializing Krista’s collapse—it’s a shining moment for O’Dell, certainly a glorious career highlight.

Reposted by Archer 12.28/09.