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17 June 2024 Vanessa Hudgens vs Cree Cicchino

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LATINA'S FLYWEIGHT TOURNAMENT ROUND 2

Posted by IBB on 17 June 2024 at 2:54 am

Vanessa Hudgens versus Cree Cicchino

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BEFORE: The two of them usually are more respectful of one another - with Cree typically discussing how she admires Vanessa and Vanessa open about how she really appreciates Cree. But, tempers running a little higher given the tournament and it seems like Cree taking down Nessa’s sister Stella in a recent match seems to have things flaring between the two. Vanessa coming right up to shove at Cree, but Cree not backing down either as she pushes at Vanessa. Nessa clad in a bright red bikini and matching gloves - with Cree in a dark blue bikini and matching gloves. The two of them have to be pulled apart by the referees as they can barely give a reminder of the rules before the two of them are lunging towards one another and the bell rings to start up the contest..

R1: Vanessa giving Cree all she can handle at the opening: crisp, lean jabs to face. Stepping-left, Vanessa keeps Ash at arm's length - Hudgens extending slender arms into pinpoint straight rights and lefts, bouncing mitts off face. Cree facing into cracking pokes, hands down around her hips, ready to swing away wide. Hudgens supple, stepping clockwise, weaving in and out in a wide stance: she's controlling Cree, tapping at her, dictating terms for a clean round 1.

R2: Cicchino scuffed, but unhurt: she swings away wide to Vanessa's head, intent on hurting her brival. Hudgens sliding away, circling: face calm, eyes intelligent as she makes reads. Cree the aggressor - not a lot of clean contact as Vanessa generally anticipates the haymakers, but American power dictating terms this round. Vanessa defensive - pinpricking jabs to Cree's midsection on occasion, but otherwise giving away the round.

R3: Vanessa back on Cree's face via stinging jabs: stiff, straight poke - arm fully extended. Cree startled - often facing into the jab, then eating a straight right to her face: Vanessa having no trouble tapping away. Hudgens loping easy to her left, but changing direction on occasion: she's moving Cree's feet, constantly turning her. Cree lands one swinging right uppercut to Vanessa's tummy - darkening Hudgens's mood: otherwise it's a tic-tac-toe third for pretty-punching Vanessa.

R4: Cree on Nessa with the jab, then the straight right, then straight-punching combos in PIK! PAK! PEK! sequences - Hudgens extending her arms, bouncing mitts off Cicchino's brows/face. Hudgens pre-empted, off-balance: she WANTS to slug, just can't get into position. Constant face-punching FINALLY brings Hudgens’ mitts to her temples: Cree takes advantage with a side-arm right buggy-whip, lashing Vanessa across her waist or ribs. Lovely stuff from Cree: Nessa wincing in pain from those rubbery body-licks that have her wincing at the bell.

R5: Both fighters slowing in their pursuit and looking disheveled, but it’s Cree crisply about her business - jabbing and poking right hands at Ness's face, then looking to buggywhip that body whenever Hudgens’ hands come up. Vanessa’s footwork the culprit: she's following Cicchino, but not closing on her - always right at the end of Cree’s jab. Down the stretch, lashing right hand in the ribs, followed by a brace of straight rights and lefts up top unhinges Hudgens’ knees. She's a confused beauty, stumbling to her right, blinking as Cree stays in touch with the straight poke to the skull, knocking Nessa to ropes. Round ends to the sight of Hudgens butt-in-ropes, stooping forward behind her mitts as Cree squares away, purses her lips, and gallops away all gangly underneath. Bell: Cree still liftiing slender-limbed lefts and rights into Nessa's tummy - ref has to pull excited Cicchino away by her shoulders.

R6: left jab...straight right...another straight right...Vanessa targetting Cree's face, punching her into teary-eyed stagger. Cicchino losing composure - shouting out "NUHH!" as she leans forward in earmuff. Vanessa skids jabs off Cree's hairline while sliding back a smidge - always looking to keep Cree at arm's length. Cree stumbling forward hands at temples: Vanessa walks her into a sticky-rigid left uppercut to sternum -Nessa rapturous as she digs it in to the sounds of redheaded sobbing. Vanessa twirl-pivots to her left, allowing Cree to plow face-first to ropes: Hudgens charging back into attack as Cree's scrambling to form up. Limber-limbed lather, Vanessa to Cree: poor Cicchino trying to keep her hands up as she slumps into ropes, facing into the storm. Hard to say if Vanessa's landing here, but it's furious gamine-limbed shellacking - torrid lefts and rights buffett at Cree's guarded head as she wails aloud. Ref can't allow this kind of thing to go on...he steps in, shunting Vanessa aside to hug Cree to safety. TKO6, Vanessa Hudgens.

AFTER: For those wondering if there were hard feelings after Cree beat up Vanessa’s sister recently, wonder no more. The ref bodying Vanessa off to the side, but as the bell rings, Hudgens charges back in. Reaching for Cree’s shoulder with one glove to straighten her up as she goes to send a hard punch right into Cicchino’s dazed features. One, two, three right in a row as she watches Cree’s defenseless head rock backwards as the referees go to pull Vanessa backwards as she calls out angrily, “That’s for Stella.” as she takes a deep breathe, nostrils flaring and chest heaving as she shakes free of the ref. Coming in hot as the refs go to intervene, but watch with relief as Nessa goes to talk to Cree for a moment, whispering both warnings and encouragement. The two of them separating after a hug as a glassy-eyed Cree heads out of the ring and Vanessa goes to address the media with a smile, “Freaking family first, right? But, I hope you all saw what you did to Cree there after she made a mistake trying to get under my skin. I hope Camila wins her match because she’s trying to do the same and it’s going to end just like this.” as Vanessa goes to walk away, then spin around with a wink over her shoulder, “But SO much worse.” as the crowd chants her name and waits to see who may face her in the finals of this tournament.