Before: “I’m looking forward to it,”says always-upbeat Kelly in prefight. “Neriah’s a young up-and-comer—but I’m good too, and I’ve got a lot more experience. I’ve seen holes in her game that I can exploit. I think it’s going to be a great classic boxing match, and I just don’t think she can win that kind of fight against me,” Fisher equally confident coming in—good chance for her to bet against a quality brunette with Top 10 type skills. “Kelly’s really taken apart some good girls in the ring and I’m anxious to see how I stack up.” Kelly in black lace bra; black velvet boy cut bottoms; black gloves, hair up in a battle braid. Neriah in white&blue mottled triangle cut bikini, with ties level with her navel, shoulder-length hair wild and loose, white gloves
R1; Kelly sets the tone early getting on top and pressing Neriah hard all around the ring. Spring, sharp, pulsing jab from Gale puts Fisher on her heels and on the defensive. Rivet-gun right hands taut off the jab—bang/bang impacts up the middle, squirting through Neriah’s mitts as American tries to close up her guard. Firm biting slash applied to Fisher’s lithe ribcage: ripping rights and lefts sounding out with small-glove cracking noises, rookie’s not liking those one bit: cringing, backing away from the hurt while keeping her dukes up. Very impressive Gale first: she’s aggressive; sharp and clinical outside; muscular and rangy closer-in, working her foe’s body and head for a ringing shutout. Kelly with a cocky smirk en route to her corner, ponytail tossing: Neriah trying not to show any sign of discouragement.
R2: Neriah over to offense: Kelly’s turn to suffer. Fisher punching-with in early going, beats Gale to clanging hooks, unhinging brunette’s legs, Kelly staggers away wide-eyed, momentarily astonished. Nerih jabbing chest to put Gale ropeside, then banging that body: tucking into those sausage-tight abs with murderous, chugging rights and lefts, pounding Kelly into the ropes open-mouthed. Neriah working up tempo, tearing up that rack uppercuts; clipping the chin to straighten Gale back up. Up and down, up and down: Fisher rough, thorough, shoulder-bumping, then raucous punching head and body. Bell: Neriah steps back right at her cheek, left at her gut, Kelly trembled-bodied, fighting hard not to show any tears after an answering shutout
R3: Hot boxing midring—both girls showing wonderful reflexes, terrific form, taut execution in athletic thrust-and-parry. Virtual standstill at range—girls darting in behind jabs, hoping to rip combinations—both adept at fading back from pressure, sidestepping, then counter-attacking with vigour. Down the stretch, Neriah catches a swiping, sidearm right hands across the chin, Kelly turning the punch over palm-down on follow through: Fisher’s hurt! Neriah covering up earmuff, tilting forward midring: Kelly lavishes her girl a ringing left uppercut off the front foot—pinpoint chin-check shaking American to her toes. Muscles in Gale’s shoulder and back spring into relief as she catches Fisher perfect; stepping away with hard look of satisfaction on pretty face. Bell: Kelly aggressively seeking eye contact, wanting to see how hurt Neriah really is; rookie irritated, trying to avoid eye contact and step around her antagonist.
R4: Neriah outside, turning Kelly clockwise midring - keeping her well-behaved with a long, scolding jab. Gale parrying poke with raised mitts, brow scowling in concentration - she's not having much luck with her own jab as Fisher's slick footwork's causing problems. Neriah occasionally unleashing a sudden right - very abrupt, straight delivery off the shoulder; Kelly's doing well to block it. Gale plucky, trying to find the Fisher ribcage with roundhouse punches - earning the odd tangy spank before American can slide out of range.
R5: Cagey stalking&circling: both girls mirroring each other’s rangy stances/sliding footwork. Both will throw a stiff jab, but also a slow range-finding jab, rotating torsos afterward to move their head. Both girls trying sneaky-quick right hands off the shoulder, nice piercing cut and thrust as girls jostle each other from range. Middle minute, Neriah slow-jabbing Kelly, then torso-rotating in a supple crouch: brunette’s eyes wide as she’s trying to time Fisher’s head movement. Quick jab Neriah, then a BLISTERING right cross: SHATTERING spank kicks Kelly’s face back, head bouncing off the lower rope. Fisher jogging to neutral corner bright eyed, Gale propping on her gloves, face bleak with KO’d despair and CAN’T GET OFF HER BUTT! Kelly awake, but numb—KO5 in sudden fashion, for Neriah Fisher!
After: Neriah leaping around, pumping her fist, getting hugged and twirling around by her cornermen: Kelly’s slowly sat up and given a dose of salts to bring her around. Rifling, picture perfect right hand ends Gale’s night. “I just drilled her,” Fisher blurts, “BANG—right up the middle, Her head was smoked back and her eyes rolled up and I just knew I’d stopped her when she went down. I could see she was trying to line me up for own right hand, and I just triggered before she could get off. I felt the punch down my spine and I knew I’d gotten all of it. She was lucky in a way—our plan called for me to go to her body in the middle rounds—she missed out on a world of hurt tonight! |
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