(Thanks to FightFan for this repost)

Posted by simguy on 7/28/2007, 8:49 am

Before: "This isn't about avenging Natalie," Lindsay says in prefight, "she's going to be handling that in her own time. This is about Sarah enjoying her win over us way, way too much, and for THAT, I'm kicking her ass. She looked great against Natalie - no question - but hanging around and gloating right there in the ring was just disgusting. Gellar's got this coming - a big, fat, beating she's never going to forget. Maybe she'll think about that the next time she wins a fight - IF she ever wins again." Sarah supreme at the dais - flaunting her BSE-assassin rep for all it's worth: Lohan makes the set and Gellar's rarin' to go. "I love it," Sarah quips at the podium, "Lindsay Lohan giving me lessons in class! Seriously - I broke Precious - BROKE her - and I'm going to do the exact same thing to Lindsay. Lohan thinks she knows what she's getting into: she has no idea. When I tuck into her sternum, she's gonna cramp and give it all up to me sweeter than Portman did - you watch!" Sarah in black bikini, teal strings; battle bunned hair; small black work out gloves. Lindsay in her jaunty nauticals: navy bikini top secured by bold brass ring betwixt jug; sporty white bottoms with diagonal navy bars and baby blue anchors; long blonde hair tied back off her face; small white work out gloves. Neither girl elects to touch gloves during ring instrux.

During R1: Eyes wide, bodies tense - girls assume wide, slugging stances, feinting and bobbing on the spot. Crisp: Gellar jabs Lohan's breasts a left, ducks a Lohan right, answers back a swinging hook on Lohan's chin. Lindsay gobbles it, tries the right again - missing - turns on a biting left that spooks Gellar with skidding contact atop the scalp. Lohan swinging away with arms-akimbo delivery - elbows coming back dangerously high as she turns into her punches. Sarah pivots right - jabs to the breasts, jabs to breasts: Lindsay jabs at Sarah's mouth and both girls dive into murderous right hands. Come back hooks: Lindsay's JOLTED in exchange, face relaxing as her knees buckle - but she manages to push a right hand into Sarah's mouth to get the last word. Gellar loops an overhand right, bashing it upside Lohan's head: LINDSAY'S HURT! Lilo tottering on her heels, confused, staring, dukes up: Sarah resets her feet, hops in close, DRIVING that straight right hand spear-fashion to Lindsay's solar plexus. "UHHH!" Lilo doubles forward while baby stepping backward - harmed to the body: Gellar regroups all smiles, then pounces in another overhand right up top. Lilo hits ropes in a fog, lips parted, hands at her chest: Gellar squares away and STARTS PASTING LINDSAY! Crowd screaming as Gellar fairly leaps into free-swinging lefts and rights - fists caroming off Lilo's brittle face and temples, bludgeoning her to a seat in the ropes. Linds bends forward, bouncing a right hand off Sarah's face: both girls come back left hooks and GELLAR GETS ROCKED! Sarah staggering back in stupor, hands down - Lilo stumbling forward, eyes glassy, wading into Sarah with that raunchy, high-elbow swinging. Gellar battered length o' the ring, hits ropes, ducks, head butts Lilo full in her chest ala Zedane - Lohan cries out, stopped in her tracks and facing into a SWEEPING RIGHT HAND! Lindsay rocked, swaying to her right all but out: Gellar swinging left hook wide up off the thigh brushes across Lindsay's mouth, sending her backward to ropes. Sarah pouncing in, lathering as Lindsay finally, groggily covers up: it's Gellar battering Lohan raw at the bell! Ref has to pull Gellar off - SHE'S wobbly butt - Lindsay's wobbly butt, and it's just round 1!

R2: Damaged beauties carefully step-to like a pair of drunks trying to fool a watchful cop - squaring away midring, eyes shiny with hurt and hate. Gellar jabs Lindsay's breasts - a spiteful, flicking poke - steps right. Lilo licks her lips, steps, tries to get the lead right hand in: Sarah slips it, pivots left. Sarah jabs those jugs, jabs 'em again, steps right, drops a crisp right hand to Lindsay's chin. Lilo taking bravely, tries her right again - slipped by Sarah - but Lohan follows up the low-slung hook, taking Gellar in her ribs. Sarah out of her crouch hooking, clouting Lilo's face to port - Gellar falling in with her punch, knocks Lindsay back with a veteran shoulder bump. Sarah fades a half step back, evading Lohan's slightly-looped right: Gellar pouncing in and low, spearing that evil right hand straight to Lohan's sternum. "UHHH!" Lohan cramps forward, face pinched: Gellar smiling, palms up, shoves Lohan back a few more steps, then pounces to get that straight right bingo on the sternum again. Lilo a crippled vixen, blinking back tears - she hits ropes butt-first, stooping forward behind her mitts, ashen faced. Gellar steps-to - dukes up - feet braced: she starts to work Lohan over. Sarah never greedy here - learning a lesson from the first round: Gellar snapping her mitts off Lohan's body, then bobbing her head or pivoting to the side while prodding Lohan a measuring left. Crisp, tidy bites at Lilo's flat midsection and slender ribs; curling, carving uppercuts and clouting, tight blows up top, scoring to face and skull; a rich harvest of jug taken as Gellar samples the proudest rack in all young hollywood. Bell: Lohan snivelling from hurt, hugging her ravaged tummy as she leans against ropes: Sarah lunges in from Lindsay's left side, depositing the flyweight elbow NOT to the pit of the stomach, but hearty across the bow of Lohan's heaving breasts. Bark of pain, Lilo - eyes shut tight: grin of delight, Gellar, AND a little wink to a furious Natalie P at ringside.

R3: Gellar on the attack - she's got Lilo wearing down, wants to keep the pressure on. Linds wary of that driving right hand thrust to the 'plexus, keeping her right hand stacked atop her left chest/tummy height. Sarah jabbing - Lilo turning to receive it on her shoulder, or ducking it altogether while slide-stepping back in good order. Minute mark - Sarah stalking Lindsay: Lohan rolls a Gellar right, answers back a semi-bolo right uppercut to the pit of Sarah's tummy, bunching up firm Gellar paunch-meat. Gellar grunting, tries a right up top but gets beat to the punch, eating a compact right to the mouth. Lilo eyes wide, has Sarah startled: another right bumps Sarah's cheek; winging hook takes her clean across the chin and GELLAR GOES DOWN! Sarah in swoon - legs out straight, hands up as she tries to roll off her back - Lohan bellowing, staggering to neutral corner to watch the fun. Sarah able to peel her back off canvas, but she's tragic hurt - reeling at ropes for 8 and ON COMES LILO! Lindsay over to offence - still shabby, but alert enough to square away and punch with venom: little Sarah covers up butt in ropes, grimacing under a terrible bombardment. Lohan lashing away - slender limbs lathering back and forth - small mitts pelting off Sarah's upperback and scalp and GELLAR TIMES A HOOK! Lilo's knees give a shimmy, then she's stork stepping around - stumbling to her right until her right side hits ropes. Sarah's left side against ropes - she punches a stubby right into Lindsay's mouth, knocking Lohan's face back and sending her sliding backwards to the BSE corner. Linds in free fall, eyelashes fluttering - she wings a looping right, bending far to her left on follow through, missing over top: Gellar waving back the right uppercut, missing in return. Lohan hits her home turnbuckles - BSE mates shrieking in support - she steps forward, dips to her right, then lifts a gorgeous right hand up into Sarah's tummy even as Gellar's lashing a right to Lindsay's ribs. Lohan lugs the left up and in, taking Sarah in her lungs: Gellar gasping, responds in kind - OH, THEY LATHER AWAY! Hellish, sobbing hup-hup - both girls mindlessly whaling at each other's tender midsections - slender limbs just a-lashing and SARAH GOES DOWN! Gellar simply getting used up in the exchange, droops forward, then down under a withering barrage of Lindsay leather. Lohan staggers back into her corner, weeping, arms outstretched along top ropes. Sarah's crying on hands and knees - left hand reaching pathetically for ropes, pawing for them, but unable to grab them. She's counted out that way - sobbing, trying to snag a cable - but it's all over! KO3 in Hearns/Hagler fashion - Lindsay Lohan.

After: Lohan shuddering, giving in to great wracking sobs of relief and triumph, head lolling back as she sags onto turnbuckle. Poor Sarah all used up, blubbering and wailing - still trying to get off her knees, but her legs just won't respond. Finally, a de-gloved Lilo helps Sarah up with a rough reefing on Gellar's left arm - hard-eyed Natalie in the ring, clapping, wearing a deep auvergine blouse and slacks, elegant silver hoop ear-rings. Collective walk of shame for blubbering Sarah - Lilo doing the tugging - Natalie cruising along in support as BSE flyweights take great pains to revel in Sarah's misery. Gellar cornered at the end - Lilo hands on hips, flushed, glaring - Natalie just staring at Sarah's meltdown. Finally, Carpenter eases riled-up flyweights back, "C'mon guys," before this thing can escalate further. In weeks to come - Natalie is contrite, publicly chastising herself for giving in to the barbarism of the moment. Lohan unrepentant: she'd been urging Natalie to mount Sarah in the corner, wolfpack style. "Why should we leave her anything?" Lilo comments in BLONDE! magazine.

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