(Thanks to Fight Fan for this repost)

Posted by simguy on 5/25/2007, 6:39 pm


Before: "Katie's boxing is all smoke and mirrors," a dismissive Neve Campbell says at the podium. "She's been getting by with finesse and tricks, but there's nothing backing it up. I'm going to show Katie some old-time hurt - get into her ribcage and treat her shabby. I'm going to make Katie Holmes fight, and she's not going to enjoy it. She'll quit long before I stop her - if she's got any sense." Holmes bristling at bully's rhetoric coming from Neve - regal brunette pushing back hard at the mic. "Neve's mouth is probably the fiercest part of her game," Holmes says. "I can't think of another girl who's talking has gotten her so much grief. All I can say is if Neve thinks she's going to dictate terms to me - she hasn't been watching tape of my last 10 fights or so. Nobody forces a fight on me I don't want - not anymore. If Neve's gonna beat me, it's because she's better than me at what I want to do - and I don't think she's got the goods." Katie in sporty white bikini, white belted bottoms, small white mitts - all set again dark tanned skin. Neve in bright cerulean blue sport top to a high neck, matching bikini bottoms - hair in slick black battle braid - small white gloves. Campbell aggressively slamming her gloves down on top of Katie's to touch 'em up: Holmes glaring, cheeks blushing at Neve's attitude.

During R1: Katie long legged, rotating right, pumping stick. Neve bobbing well, getting under the Holmes' poke - but Campbell laying over on her right side: Holmes able to extend on right crosses in and down, repeatedly scoring upside Neve's jaw. Neve weaving her way in close: Katie creeping her right elbow down to take away Campbell's liver shot, but Neve's right hand sweeping to left flank, bouncing off Katie's svelte goodness with tart spank. Down the stretch, Katie's jab dictates - Holmes able to wheel and deal, circling her crouching foe and picking Neve over for points.

R2: Neve bobbing under the poke, but still crouching on her right side: Kate makes her pay. Multiplicity of extended, rangy Holmes right hands lands one after the other on Neve's jaw: Campbell legs give a shimmy - she staggers away to her right, eyes shiny. Katie on the pounce hopping forward, eyes hard - pulsing jabs splattering against Neve's brow, upperchest - Campbell rolling to her right and down: Katie leans into another crashing right, punching Neve's face hard to starboard. Neve groggily tries to crowd: Katie loping back out of range, feeding Neve stick, then running her into that penetrative right cross. Campbell catching hard strokes, stumbling back out of range, trying to regain her composure - but here comes Katie, menacing behind that long stick. Campbell proving very durable - defence ashambles as she's wandering around - Katie rifling right hands in at will: Neve able to gobble 'em up, stay on her feet as bell tolls on a deeply satisfying Holmes 10-8.

R3: Neve shakes it off - corner comforted some by the fact that Campbell absorbed Katie's finest shock. Campbell crouching, dukes at cheeks, moving head side to side: she's baiting Katie into throwing the hard right - Holmes falling in with her right (back) foot gives up her height, becomes vulnerable to counters. Masterful stuff from Campbell as she makes Katie miss, then clobbers her heavy hooks and right hands out of the crouch, pasting Katie as she's momentarily squared up, chasing her backwards. Holmes scowling, stalking to her right - Neve still punching with plenty of authority has slender brunette looking to leg for angles. Campbell spitting a brisk double jab when she wants to close - getting position on Katie without getting pre-empted - then lashing heavy single-shot right hands in behind Katie's left elbow. Succulent shots: Holmes with her left across her tummy, right under her chin, butt back, chin up - takes these hammering wallops with a boozy, lips-parted expression.

R4: More Neve - Katie still hasn't corrected her footwork error, falling in with her right foot after pitching the right hand, becoming available for abrupt counters out of Neve's crouch. Holmes taking a good shot - willowy lass being clubbed about her head and shoulders, scrambling backwards to regroup - but she's reeling slightly, feeling the power of Neve. Campbell coming forward once Katie's been discouraged - attacking methodically to body with sweeping rights to the left flank - one shot at a time spanking out from Holmes' tanned, taut body. Katie grimacing, shying away to her right - she's firing back straight one twos - piling up series of them as Neve covers up - but the mitts bump against Neve's prepared defences without penetrative snap.

During the break, BSE corner alerts Katie to her lazy right foot - "Don't fall in with her, Katie."

R5: Holmes pumping early stick - jotting the right hand: right leg stays back as Katie's able to rotate right after the cross. Neve also adjusting, dipping her head down and to the left now, getting under Katie's cross as well as her jab - Campbell not getting hit so flush now. Steady pressure applied by Neve as she cuts off the ring, spits jabs, steps-to Katie - patient Campbell encroachment designed to place right hands in Holmes' ribcage. Singleshot connects for the most part - but Katie's groaning, grimacing as Neve's starting to land thunderous down there. Holmes stiff with pain at times - left across her gut, right under her chin, knees bent as Neve lashes that vicious right to bod, bouncing mitt off rib.

R6: Katie's doing her thing...but she's weakening. Neve's been on the body all night long - hasn't trapped Holmes ropeside and worked her over yet, but it's been steady walk-down touches - right hands hammering repeatedly against sleek right flank. Holmes jab still spicy - Neve respecting it with head movement - but Katie's one-twos lack steam. She'll get off as many as 6 left/rights in combination, peppering Neve on her shoulder and skull - but it's pushy, bumpy stuff - keeping Neve at bay rather than hurting her. Campbell throwing less, but when she gets range, she delivers with authority: thump of her right hand against Katie's sinuos body can be heard in the cheapest seats. Final moments - Katie with her left across her body, right under her chin crouches forward: Neve leans in, slams that right off Katie's flank. Holmes seemingly paralyzed on the spot, soaking the punch, then gently easing herself down to her right knee, lips parted in agony. Neve straightening, looking down with unspeakable satisfaction, purses her lips at poor Katie as bell sounds.

R7: Neve grimly walking Katie down, pouring more and more leather at slender brown torso. Holmes gritting her teeth, pivoting to her right, continuing to work one-twos over Neve's left shoulder. Not enough force on Katie's punches - Neve's body work steadily draining Holmes of vigour - cruel calculus of body punching starting to tell as Campbell tightens noose. Katie doing a good job keeping her back off the ropes though - whenever it looks like it might happen, she clinches like an old pro, forcing ref's breaks. Neve patient, working behind her jab and weaving head movement to close - depositing the right hand and banging left hands off Katie's tightly held right arm. Bell: Katie shaken and shopworn, face pale, but defiant through 7.

R8: Katie jabbing, loping, turning Neve - Holmes basically looking to deny advantage rather than seeking advantage of her own at this point. Campbell the aggressor - daring Katie's jabs and one-twos - leaning in low to sweep her right hand fat against Katie's flank: it's the punch that's winning the fight. Holmes diminishing, but refusing to punk - trembling legs continue to hold her up, continue to swivel her around - and she's getting off just enough to prevent a Neve Campbell jail break. More points of attrition, Neve - Campbell can't wipe the cruel little grin off her lips as she struts back to corner.

R9: Neve harms Katie - finally looping the right hand up and over, taking Holmes heavily upside the head and sweeping her to ropes. BSE corner tensing up - this is what they wanted to avoid all night long: Katie hurt, ropebound, covered up earmuff as Neve's squaring away. OH, the beatdown - Neve to Katie. Campbell ripping those vicious rights in behind Katie's left elbow, but now complimenting them with that succulent hook behind the right elbow. Holmes' sinewy chassis warping, bending around the blows, her long legs shabby with creeping paralysis as Neve treats herself. Pushing a shoulder into Katie's chest, Neve bulls the other girl upright, then crams close-in hooks to breadbasket - pushing out drowsy exhalations "Uh...Uh..." from a sleepy Katie H. On and on - Neve murdering Katie to the body, beating her vindictively and without pity. Bell, Campbell stepping back, glossy with the sweat of her own labours on her face and shoulders: Katie still huddled butt in ropes, dukes up, out on her feet, but still ON her feet!

R10: Neve crunching her way in now - pouring herself at the remains of Katie, determined to finish her. Holmes taken to ropes and battered without mercy - rich, cudgelling blows bouncing off head and shoulders, clobbering her upright, then bunching her forward. It's all too much - ringing blows to the body, back and head reduce Katie to rubble - she finally droops slowly to canvas, going gingerly to all fours, belly panting. Neve struts away hands high, celebrating the KO...BUT KATIE BEATS THE COUNT! Single most heroic moment in the career of Katie Holmes unfolds right here: she refuses the stoppage, struggles to rise and sags reeling against ropes as Neve looks on in open-jawed disbelief. Campbell scowling, trudges back on in to clean up - but HER snap is gone: Neve lowering her head, crowding in, just bumping lefts and rights off Katie's abdominal pan, shoulders rotating dutifully, but without real venom. Holmes gritting her teeth, dipping her left shoulder, riding her right hand on Neve's left shoulder: Katie picks Neve up the left uppercut, gently holding and hitting, popping Campbell's head up. Katie's left hand palms on Neve's right shoulder - Holmes steps in a short, sloshing right to face, walking Campbell back in the process. Neve mouthbreathing, backside jiggling as she's stepped back - Holmes putting together a grim little walking barrage here, beats Neve to midring! Campbell wobbling, firming - finally answers a thudding right/left in Katie's waist, drawing a blurt of pain. Holmes with both hands on Neve's shoulders - she pulls back the left, then snatches a hook to Campbell's midsection, gently pulling Campbell onto it with the riding right hand. Left uppercut follows - swiping Neve's face, brushing it back; slappy left hook to cheek. Katie coming forward again - always holding with one hand, slamming away the free mitt - NEVE'S LOOSENING UP! Campbell hits ropes, hands stacked right atop left at her midsection, butt back - KATIE'S STROKING AWAY! Starts slowly - a lanky, shivering right tucked into Neve's left flank, then curled to clout the left ear. A licking left sliding behind Neve's head, pulling her forward onto a rangy right uppercut. A sloshing right hand full across the mouth: there goes Neve's gumshield; Neve's eyelashes batting. A sloshing left toggles Neve's chin; a sloshing right. Katie bearing her teeth, squaring her feet wide, opening up with heavy, side to side rights all lanky and good to Neve's staring face and CAMPBELL GOES DOWN! Katie staggering back, legs threatening to give way - Holmes shrieking down as NEVE attempts to rally, shaking her head on all fours. Campbell beats the count - bell sounds - Katie staggers forward to continue brawling as all hell breaks loose. Comes back UD10 Neve Campbell in a corker!

After: Neve too hard, too much of the time tonight - bruising body work wicked away the fight from Katie Holmes in rounds 3 to 9, but Holmes shows her fighting heart in denying Neve a true triumph. Bitter hard-hearted trash talking in the aftermath - both girls held back by respective corners. "I took the best body shots Neve Campbell had to offer," a cringing Katie snarls in postfight. "She came after me and I took everything she had, and then at the end, I put her down. I know she outworked me - not disputing that - but Neve Campbell knows that if this fight went one more round, she'd be lying on her back right now." Neve all puffy, agitated in the aftermath. "I pulverized her," Campbell insists, "I made Katie Holmes quit. She may have finished the fight - but she was sobbing like a little bytch all night long and she wasn't competing. My bodyblows do that to girls - take away their heart and will. Even if I'm not knocking you out, I'm destroying you: Katie Holmes will never be the same after tonight!"



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