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Posted by simguy on 10/16/2004, 8:37 am.

(Thanks to FightFan for this repost)


Before: Girls posing for photos, Hu holding her fist near Eliza's chin and DUSHKU SLAPS THE TASTE OUT OF HU'S MOUTH! Crisp, clapping open hand turns Kelly's head and pre-fight pandemonium breaks loose as normally professional prize-fighters give in to the tension. "She's scared," explains Kelly, "so she's acting out. In every rivalry, one girl eventually blinks and I think Dushku's reached that point. The pressure of being pitted against me is finally getting to her - as I knew it would." Dushku resuming her poise after the eruption, dismisses Kelly's analysis. "Kelly would like to think I'm scared," shrugs Eliza, "in fact she NEEDS to think that. Truth is, I just thought her face needed a good slapping - I'm not into deep psychological meanings, you know?" Eliza in red leather bikini, Kelly in black leather bikini, bra straps, slick low ponytail. Prefight tension returns for the staredown - ref slides his hand in between opposing bellies as girls crowd in sullen.

During R1: DUSHKU TACKLES HU ROPESIDE! Hu barely getting her mouthpiece settled before Eliza comes hurtling in. Dushku digging to the midsection, throwing her shoulders at Hu's mouth, picking up incidental headbutts as she jerks side to side - wild, wonderful brutality from the usually measured Dushku. Hu stunned by the ferocity, trying to close up, point her left shoulder to employ slip and roll, but Dushku's constantly driving in, scrounging on Hu, bodying her upright. Final minute - Dushku's just snapping off combinations, elbows in, ripping her way up and down Hu's torso, chopping at the skull with either hand. HU'S HURT! Kelly grimacing, sagging into the ropes - she's suddenly limp, available - Dushku able to pile on extra at the bell. Eliza stomping back to her corner eyes ablaze - Hu clutching at throbbing lungs - she's a snivelling, bullied thing through 1.

R2: More up-tempo Dushu - clearly calculated recklessness designed to overwhelm safety-first Hu. Kelly tackled hard to ropes once again, butted under the left eye in the first few seconds, clouted a right hand behind the head, caught a shoulder in the mouth and soaking up a tremendous barrage of lefts and rights to the midsection. Kelly on her heels, sitting in the ropes - she can't get Dushku off her and she can't get her feet set to counter - she's a victim. Hu right hand at left cheek, left across her body, bending at the waist, accepting inhumane punishment head, shoulders, tits and tum as Dushku gnaws away. Back to back shutouts Dushku - and she's not just clawing at Hu: Kelly dazed, mouth open, eyes hooded - she's just suffered the 6 worst minutes of her career at the hands of another woman.

R3: Hu gets off the ropes, lifting her jab off the hip, right hand tight under her chin as she looks for spots. Dushku double-pumping her jab, forcing Kelly to make defensive commitments, then closing with short right hands to the back or hip, scrabbling hooks underneath, always looking to check chin at the end of flurries. Hu stablilizing, holding her own midring, but she's getting hit an unbelievable percentage - Dushku has Hu trading midring and Eliza's getting the better of it.

R4: Similar stuff - Dushku pressing, using a stiff, flicking jab, leaning into right hands to Hu's back, then when close, outworking Kelly shoulder to shoulder. Kel lumping up - getting hit in every exchange, eyes swelling - she's showing a warrior streak, hooking Eliza to the jaw, turning into vicious right hands up top or sneaky right uppercuts to the midsection. Bitter, competitive stuff, but Dushku's setting the agenda, making Kelly throw away her gifts to slug.

R5: Relentless Dushku backs off - tossing out half-hearted jabs, fading to the ropes - vengeful Hu walks her down. Kelly's turn to rake Eliza along the ropes - Kel blitzing Eliza with tidy combos, elbows in, swift clouting lefts and rights around the head and shoulders. Dushku right hand at her cheek, bobbing and weaving - timing cute little counter-hooks to the cheek of rampaging Hu - it's a role reversal. Down the stretch, Eliza in a nice rhythm, blocking and rolling most of Hu's output, then scoring clean that short, merciless hook - she's got Hu a little wobbly butt. Eliza: short right hand off the ropes startles Kelly; swatting left on the ear; DIGGING left to the liver and THERE GOES KELLY! Hu shouting in pain, backing away as she doubles over. Kel turns to her right, sinks to her knees and it's OVER! Gut-shocking KO5 to the body, Eliza Dushku!

After: End of mutual respect between two classy technicians - Eliza storms over to the Ultimate corner to plunder what's left. Hu jammed upright into a corner, mounted - Kelly getting her hands up against Dushku's belly as Eliza lords it over her beaten foe. Eliza smiling, taking time to undo Kelly's tight ponytail - Kelly stricken, trying to force Dushku's hips and tummy back for a little modesty room. Dushku finally posing proper - right hand thrust high, left entangled in Hu's damp raven locks, red bikini over black as a new day dawns at bantam. "Damn right I'm savouring this," says belt-festooned Eliza in postfight. "I'm sick and tired of being joined at the hip with this girl - I separated myself big time tonight. Liver shot mmmAH! (kisses fingertips like a French waiter) But even if I hadn't landed the PERFECT body shot, she only had a couple minutes left in her. The pace was too much for her, too hectic - I could see quit in her eyes after the first minute of me tonight."

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