Sienna Miller versus Jordana Brewster

(Words: Empire / Results: Lookout!)

Before the bell: Both girls looking to forget the brutal losses they endured in their last bouts, Sienna a devastating knockout loss to the always savage Evangeline Lilly, and Jordana an upset loss via knockout to the always plucky Keira Knightley. Both girls are eager to lace them up tonight as a win over their foe would provide a well-recognized feather in their respective caps. Both keeping pre-fight interviews short and promising a knockout win as they await the opening announcements. Jordana comes out first, removing her white robe to reveal a red bikini top trimmed with white, matching trunks, gloves, and boots, long brown hair swept back in a high ponytail. Sienna comes out next, escorted by Jamie Pressly. The Empire blonde snarling as her longtime nemesis Nicole Scherzinger is seated ringside, tossing her baby blue robe over the top rope and onto an irate Nicole to reveal a baby blue bikini with white trimming, matching trunks, gloves and boots, short blonde hair tied back in a ponytail. Both girls are zeroed in on each other as they slam their gloves together and await the opening bell.

R1: Jordana flies out of her corner behind a hailstorm of jabs, startling the blonde as she muscles her into the ropes, battering her guard with jabs and hooks to set up a sharp hook to the belly that brings Sienna staggering forward with her eyes pinched in agony. Miller is in all sorts of trouble as she reaches forward to clinch, trying to secure Brewster’s waist as the raging brunette slams a left uppercut into her chin to deny her and send her bouncing back off the ropes. Brewster letting her hands fly as the blonde soaks up a terrible beating, the crowd is roaring as they feel the upset coming, Jordana feeling her oats, maybe even getting a little tired from throwing everything but the kitchen sink at her girl, turning the dial down just a bit as she begins to showboat. Brunette dropping her left to her chest while keeping her right at her cheek, popping out rapid successions of jabs with her right to keep the blonde trapped while using her left shoulder to prevent her from escaping. Sienna ashen faced, seething with humiliation as the ref looks on closely, gritting her teeth as she slams her forehead into Jordana’s breasts and looping around wild rights that pelt off her flanks and lower back as she reaches around with her left to secure the shocked brunette’s trunks. Brewster is twisting and turning, but she’s unable to escape Sienna’s grasp as the pair spin around along the ropes, tapping away at Miller’s body with her left, but unable to retake control as the bell sounds to end the first. Both girls are breathing heavily as they storm into their respective corners, exchanging hateful glares as their seconds try to patch them up for the second stanza.

R2: Sienna flies off her stool, galloping at full speed as she slams her right shoulder into the Jordana’s chest, legs flexing as she seeks to avenge her treatment in the first, compressing her girl against the turnbuckles as she  slams a trio of right hooks into her belly and breasts before following up with a left cross that blasts the bewildered brunette in the mouth before turning her focus back to her long lean core. Brewster in agony, lips quivering as she tries to pull the blonde forward for a clinch, but Sienna backs her off with a pair of spanking hooks off her flanks. Brunette listing against the ropes, body pinkening with punishment as she’s unable to fully raise her guard leaving her vulnerable to a left jab that snaps her head back followed by a right uppercut to the navel that freezes her on the spot. Miller snarling, blasting her foe in the belly with another pair of hooks before slamming a right uppercut that pierces the brunette’s guard and detonates on her chin. Jordana out on her feet, staggering backwards as she collapses onto her derriere, right mitt draped over the top rope, left on the second as her head drops to her chest. The official waives it off, not bothering to start the count as Brewster is out! KO2 Sienna Miller! 

Sienna climbing the ropes, bellowing at the crowd and pointing at Nicole Scherzinger as the brunette storms out of the arena. Taking it all in as she turns to survey the wreckage of Jordana. The blonde storms past the brunette’s nervous seconds, pressing her forehead to Brewsters’, whispering a few words in her ear before exiting the ring. Miller back in the win column, but ringsiders are cautious at best when discussing Jordana’s long term prospects.