(Thanks to FightFan for this repost)

Posted by simguy on 5/11/2007, 7:02 am.

Before: "Catherine Bell's weak and she's ready to go," Ashley shrugs, very harsh in her assessment. "Don't blame me for saying out loud what everyone's thinking. Bell's there to be taken, and I know I speak for a lot of girls who can't wait to start getting their hands on Cat and taking her apart for good and all. She's held a lot of us down for a long time, but nobody stands tall forever, and we're finally seeing signs of give in Catherine. Her legs aren't as strong as they were, her tummy's a little soft, her reflexes aren't as sharp, and her jugs? Those jugs have seen better days." Bell cool throughout, but frosty in rebuttal. "I'm not going to mince words," Cat tells assembled press, "I don't like Ashley, and I won't be letting up on her if she happens to get hurt when we tussle. This is a girl who had all the potential in the world when she first came up. When she beat Jeri Ryan, I thought to myself, 'this girl is IT,' you know? But she's squandered all of that. She's everything I hate in the FCBA: girls who manipulate others and cause trouble just to make themselves feel better; girls who bully and humiliate because they're afraid of true woman-to-woman competition. I'll never be too old to take girls like Ashley over my knee and give them what just exactly what they need." Ashley in hot pink push up and panties, curly blonde bangs and long low ponytail; small white work out gloves. Cat in electric blue bikini, silky black shoulder length hair in messy beach ponytail; small white work out gloves.

During R1: Ashley lithe, loping early - she steps in with a sprinkling double jab, holding her right hand very low: Cat bends low to her right to roll the poke, bringing the left hand over the top and CATCHING ASHLEY FLUSH! Scott staggered wide-eyed, not seeing the blow: Bell immediately over to offence - pushing right hand to Ashley's upperchest, then hooking sleek blonde above her left hip, then barely missing a hook to Ashley's chin as Scott's reeling away. Ashley badly frazzled - loping and hopping to her left, circling the perimeter: all thoughts of attack banished. Cat walks Ashley down coldblooded: dukes up; hard, stepped-in jabs splattering against blonde scalp, face, upperchest; hard batting hooks to ribs, punishing right hands straight to chest. Scott beaten soundly - avoids disaster by running for her life and keeping her back off the ropes - but Bell sends a message via shutout in the first.

R2: Ashley back on the pounce - stepping in with her right hand at her thigh, poking and prodding her jab. Cat bending at the waist, rolling to her right, countering with that looping, over-the-top left - Scott getting brushed and frightened by that stroke, chased back outside. Bell's defense totally frustrating Ashley: Cat's upperbody movement and swinging counter punches; Cat's raised guard blocking shots; Cat's legs proving springier than anticipated by Ashley, allowing Bell to step out and change her distance to foil Scott's attacks. Bell's offense punishing: she's established all her major punches - scoring jabs, right crosses, left hooks - distributing her punishment throughout the length and breadth of Ashley's torso. Midway through - wide, slapping hook startles Ashley, freezing her for the short right hand as Cat leans in strong: Scott's legs give a shimmy, she offers the fight's first clinch up high on Cat.

R3: Two way round - lithe, long limbed vixens licking and lashing each other in crowd pleasing fashion. Ashley so limber and leggy, pivoting left around a prodding jab while holding her right thigh-high - Cat rolling and weaving the punch, but having less success catching mobile Scott that vicious overhand left counter. Bell jabbing at Ashley's upperchest, shaking slender blonde, then looking for Scott's chin via the right cross: Scott slipping underneath it, lashing her hook across ribs and jaw both - slick and smooth. Both women landing whippy, swinging right roundhouses to each other's torso with hollow, drumming thumps - both bounding away, showing wonderful leg rather than allowing the other the chance to follow up. Cat takes more points, smiling pointedly in Ashley's face at the bell: Bell proves she can dance and box with every bit the agility Scott possesses.

R4: Cat walking Ashley down behind a stiff jab, always looking to hook Scott to her body, or lean into her face via the right hand. Scott limber, sinuous on defence - she's seeing Cat's punches better now, she's braver, standing her ground and slipping shots with torso-movement rather than running. Midway through, Scott slips Cat's right hand, counters a vicious, licking hook across Bell's tummy: Ashley immediately pushing her elbow onto Cat and pivoting left to turn Bell's right flank. Cat labouring from the body-touch - still walking Ashley down, but grimacing now, not getting off. Ashley able to lope out of range, circle, peck her jab while danging her right hand - Bell looking more and more vexed as Ashley's footwork starts to dictate. Late the round - Bell irritated by the poking stick at her face: she rushes forward, easily faded by Scott and clouted Ashley's lithe check hook to ear. Ash pivoting left, extending her left to measure as Cat's adjusting, then bounding back to evade a Bell right hand. Cat weight forward, slow to recover her balance: Ashley swooping in a slinging right to ear, clouting Bell sideways to ropes. Cat staggered, trying to organize: Scott hops-to, hands at her sides; she whips the right up and around, clouting Bell's jaw; twists and whips the left up and around, catching Bell as Cat's trying to punch back and CAT GOES DOWN! Bell neatly clipped, dropped to all fours at the bell. ASHLEY PUTS A BOOT IN CAT'S RIBS! Poor Cat, panting on all fours, hearing the bell and relaxing: Ashley striding in from Cat's left flank, hoisting that bare right foot into defenceless ribs - Ashley's hands up above her head as she shouts out in exultation. Chaos reigns as Cat rolls to her back, hugging herself in shock, knees drawn up to her tummy - TE corner charges the mound - officials scramble to restore order.

R5: Cat hard eyed, angry - bright pink bruise blossoming into view on her left side ribs: she steams out of port looking for payback. Ashley grinning, licking her lips as she lopes to her left - hands low, legs all supple and sinewy as she glides around canvas. Cat stepping over to cut Ashley off, jabbing at blonde chest to get the range. Batting hooks landing on Scott's right flank, starting to hurt her. Right hands missing, but forcing defensive postures from Scott - she's not countering as much, trying to bail rather than engage. Midway through, Cat punches a straight right hand through to Ashley's mouth, draping blonde into ropes as she's trying to bound to her left: Cat's all in. TORRID batting hooks and right hands pummel blonde flanks, forcing a panicky Scott face-in-glove coverup. Bell grimly determined to break her blonde down - placing her right hand on Ashley's left shoulder as Scott's bending forward, anchoring blondie for vicious, cranking hooks to bodkin. Bell going body with right hands as well, bracing blonde with the left hand. Ashley suffering - trying to slide along the ropes: Cat steps with, tracking Scott jabs, keeping her under constant threat. Ashley hounded and battered - suffering swingeing attrition as Cat maintains a withering, singleminded attack bell to bell.

R6: Ashley: right hand dangling, left hand prodding at Cat, poking at her, extending to measure her as Scotty's wheeling left. Bell: turning, dukes up, frequently pre-empted or perplexed by Ashley's supple movement and unorthodox jab. Minute mark, frustrated Bell rushes a right hand; Ashley reads it, beats it with a right hand of her own, stunning Cat flush on the face. Left hook chaser swivels Cat's head: Ashley turning supple into the punch, easing weight to back (right) foot, drawing a shout of concern from audience. Cat wobbly butt, eyes moist: she's hurt - backing away dukes up: Scott hops in, thrusting the right hand lead to Cat's belly, chasing her to ropes...
Savage Scott beatdown - poor Bell lashed and lathered senseless in the second minute. Ashley all limber limbed, hands stacked loose right-on-left at her tummy as she leans this way and that, stroking Cat into stupor. Bell groggy, digging in butt-in-ropes - she'll lift her right to her temple, then her left, trying to block the licking incoming. Scott weight on left foot, tearing a limber left in under Cat's right elbow to gouge at beef: succulent body shots bring a hard smile to Ashley's lips as Cat groans in receipt. Final minute, Ashley going at Cat with licking, limber hooks to the ribcage off the front (left) foot - and CAT CATCHES ASHLEY A HOOK! Bell on the verge of collapse, straightening and hooking Scott's chin as Scotty's focused downstairs: Ashley's torso suddenly loose on shapely hips, eyelashes fluttering as her hands drop...

Cat badly banged up, but trudging forward, punching a workmanlike right to Ashley's mouth to bump blonde head back. Scott staggering, bending desperately forward at the waist to slip Cat's swinging hook - Bell staggers to her right, still hurt and woozy, then going back on the attack as wounded Scott staggers past.

Crowd screaming - Bell stagger-walking her girl down, missing Ashley's head as Scott's desperately bobbing and weaving, but CARVING Scott crippling hooks across her waistline. Ashley crying out in the dying moments, throwing herself at Cat to clinch her. Bell laying in, pressing Scott deep to ropes - Ashley grabbing at Cat's wrists underneath, holding the hands against Bell's lap while laying her chin out over Cat's left shoulder. Ref has to pry seething beauties apart at the bell after a strapping round-of-the-year candidate has both girls sobbing for breath. Heroic Bell comeback converts an Ashley 10-8 into a standard 10-9.

R7: Battered vixens wincing up off stools - much slower, more deliberate pace as girls cautiously approach in crippled crouches. Cat open mouthed, elbows in, hands up cheek high, eyes pitiless as she inches her way to Scott, looking to engage. Ashley less sanguine on combat - shying way, changing directions to hop around Cat's flanks. Cat jabbing with authority, punching Ashley in her chest. Scott being tricky: dipping forward over her left foot, then pawing a hestitation right at Cat's head; extending the left to Cat's guard, sliding back out of range, then hooking Cat supple as she comes in, neatly sidestepping off the punch. Scott still articulating beautiful, sinewy punches - but not enough - she's in ragged retreat for the most part, unwilling to get Cat's respect by force. Ashley not too proud to clinch - sloppy, stop and go action as Cat is repeatedly walked into warm blonde embraces - Ashley staggering around with Bell until ref literally pulls her arms away.

R8: RIGHT HAND, ASHLEY SCOTT! Cat inching forward - Ashley SO quick, just splits the mitts a lead right hand, catching Bell flush, buckling her legs. Scott quickly around Cat's left flank with a pivoting sidestep - loping out of range, taking a good long look at Cat's legs to assess the hurt. Bell's shook, eyes betraying her, backside wobbling in protest - but she's rallying, inching forward once again. Cat hurt, no longer jabbing - Ashley given the latitude to do her thing from outside. Series of sudden, darting lead rights or licking lead hooks - Ashley slashing single shot power at Cat, then sidestepping away at the hop. Ashley also uniquely targetting Cat's quads with sharpshooting rights - stabbing at Cat's left plant leg and hopping away from receipts: cruel bruising blooms on Cat's thighs as ref hollers repeated warnings. Scott taking no chances - she knows she can potshot a hurting Cat with impunity - Ashley pinpricking Cat here - shooting to her face, breasts, thighs and midsection, always getting out of Dodge thereafter. Bell stoic, suffering in silence: Scott caps a classy shutout with a rangy, very elastic double right hand into Cat's breasts at the bell, just because. Ashley justifiably proud herself, grinning hugely into her corner as she sashays to her stool. Cat limping visibly, badly charley-horsed by illegal, heartless thigh punching.

R9: Cat doubling up her jab, panicking Scott to ropes: Bell able to bat hooks to body and head as Ashley rolls and slips like a maniac. Ashley spinning off ropes, loping away - but she's caught a hook as she's retreating, nearly sprawling. Scott hurt and loose-limbed again - she's all over the ring, staggering ragdoll away from vengeful Bell as Cat tries to close the show. Give her credit - Ashley shabby with hurt, but running the clock, jumping at Cat to clinch her - blonde fighting for survival here against a very punishing finisher. Cat relentless, walking Ashley down, pinning her to ropes via the jab, then savagely going at her rights and lefts to flanks. Ashley sobbing, coming out of her crouch to hug Cat up around her ribs, or clutch at Cat's wrists, holding the hands down while crowding in close. Bell to bell, Bell - but Cat can't get rid of her disheveled opponent in the 9th.

R10: Hot pursuit cost Cat a little last round - she's mouthbreathing, clearly exhausted to begin the 10th. Scott's arms dangling - she's mouthbreathing as well - but her legs are still responding like champions, propelling Ashley around her foe. Cat's jab no longer snapping: Scott back to sexy potshotting from outside, swiping and jotting at Cat's face, then sidestepping her pressure. Scott never engaging toe-to-toe - she'll feint, lead the right hand, claw her hook across Cat's jugs or tummy - then she's off to either side, hopping sleek. Crowd reacting to the occasional very hard clout from Scott - she's generating licking leverage with her hands-down delivery - but Bell just walking through it. Cat unable to close or do business - Ashley Scott will get to see the cards. Comes back one point duke...Cat Bell!

After: Cat puffy, touched up pretty well in this fight - Bell's Spartan like refusal of Ashley in the 6th the decisive moment that robbed Scott of the draw. Bell stepping-to Ashley - giving disheartened blonde a regal rebuke: Cat being very harsh with a young fighter here. "She's a quick, cowardly fighter," Bell says, unusually critical of her foe in postfight. "She's hard to bring to battle, but she's very good at nibbling - it's always difficult to look good against that kind of girl. Look, she put me down with a good right hand - a very good right hand - but instead of finishing me, she played it safe. Charlize Theron would never let me off the hook like that - that's why Scott's still a fringe player in this sport." Scott towelling off, hot-cheeked and trembling with anger at the decision. "Cat Bell was begging me to end this thing," Scott claims on camera. "She was all - 'don't carry me Ashley, please - just end this thing,' you know? It was shameful. So I DID carry her - just to get her touched up and show her what it's like. When you're showing absolute control of your opponent the way I was - total, pitiless dominance - you should get the decision. I kept Cat around - she wasn't in the fight: how judges could misread that is beyond me!"



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