Posted by simguy on 9/25/2004, 10:19 am

(Thanks to FightFan for this repost)

Before: "Oh, that's a good one," Cat Bell chuckles at the dais during Q&A with the press. "Who's more unbearable: Catherine Zeta Jones or Charlize Theron? Hmmm. You know, the thing is - Theron wants your best game and I do respect that about her. She's insufferable of course, but she does want you to fight and she does want to beat you at your best. Jones hates fighting - she hates it. She'd be happy to have you handcuffed to the turnbuckle so she could work you over at her leisure - and that, to me, makes her worse. She's technically more difficult to prepare for - you never know what she's going to do - she can use her feet, she can go inside on you, she can work your trunks - but overall, I have more respect for Charlize." Jones late for press conferences when she shows at all - she's giving Bell the full Diva treatment in an attempt to unnerve the TV star. "I would direct Ms. Bell's attention to the recent Tractorpull rankings, which I consider to be authoritative. There she will see something that has been apparent for years, but perhaps not so obvious to someone as sheltered and protected as she: I AM the better fighter. She should be flattered this fight is taking place at all - respectful silence is all I require from that side of the dais." There it is then - red bikini CZJ, electric blue Bell.

During R1: Jones jab/right hand - Cat weaving side to side and slugging righty to gut! CZJ shook in the opening moments as Cat digs in - Bell going breadbasket with harsh, pumping rights, easing the left over Catherine's shoulder as Jones folds forward, pounding the Brit in stages to the ropes and ROASTING her to the body! Breathless clinch Jones, eyes betraying shock as she hugs up - but Cat won't have it. Bell heaving Jones sideways to the corner, striding in and staying on the body. Bell stabilizing Jones with the left on the shoulder, digging with rich, thick rights curled up underneath - Jones sobbing, trying to cover up and ZETA JONES TAKES A KNEE! CZJ hugging herself, shivering - Bell expressionless in neutral corner, breathing deep through the nose, waiting for 8. Bell moves back in...
Raking assault along the ropes - Zeta J sliding to her left - Bell stepping-with, pawing out the jab and laying in horrific rights to the ribs and waist.
Uppercuts and hooks in another corner - Jones covered up, helpless to stop the bombardment - Bell's face tight with effort as she strokes home lefts to the flank, arches the rights up and in.

CZJ scattering along to her right again, eyes brimming, dazed - NO offence from Jones - she's a hunted, frightened thing as Cat walks her down.
Ripping barrage to the body - Cat stacking Jones up into the ropes with rough shoulder work, crowding close, then packing in the leather. It's all too much - Jones slumping to all fours with a groan - Bell stepping aside to ponder her handiwork. Give CZJ credit - she fights off the stoppage, taking another 8, but she's ramshackle. Final moments - Jones butt in ropes, hands at her temples, body stooped forward, mouth open and Bell just REEFING at what's left. Cat stabilizing with the palming left, MURDERING Jones to the midsection right hands, occasionally clouting her on the ear or jaw to mix it up, but the main thrust is to that suspect, overpaid gut. Seconds left - Jones sinks to her haunches in agony, sobbing freely now, hugging her ransacked ribcage, head back, face pinched and it-is-OVER! KO1 in hamhanded fashion Catherine 'Cat' Bell. 

After: So much for the rankings! Crowd in awe - Bell not doing it Ryan style with one clinical shot, but the multiplicity of vicious, singleminded blows perhaps more destructive. Jones rocking, blubbering on her haunches for many moments - just three minutes ago she was the most regal, haughtiest, most arrogant woman in the FCBA. Now, she's a steaming heap of weepy brunette. Cat Bell pleased, but too gracious to gloat in postfight. "I'm thrilled. I hope she's ok, but I definitely set out to hurt Catherine right away - I wanted to go to the body, be the boss - I didn't want to give her the chance to give me any of her 'business', if you know what I mean. It was all me tonight - she looked a little pudgy to tell the truth and she paid the price she usually does for babying herself in training. I heard she was sparring with bantams for this - can you believe it? Just so she could pound on someone every day. I came in acknowledging how dangerous she could be and fought accordingly - that's all."

Sim Guy
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