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2024 PPV: Sarah Bolger vs Lucy Hale
(Results: Lookout / Words: Queens)
We're here live at Crypto Arena in Los Angeles just as the staredown gets underway in the ring between Sarah Bolger and Lucy Hale, Natalie exclaimed. Wow, that height difference between the two girls—Sarah definitely has an advantage here as she looks down at Lucy. Sarah's muscles ripple with every movement, making it crystal clear she means business. Lucy glares up, defiance etched into every inch of her face, not giving an inch despite the size difference. The crowd is electric! You can practically taste the tension in the air as these two prepare to tear into each other. Get ready for an inaugural Female Celebrity Boxing Association fight like no other!
Dressed in a red crop top, black leather pants, black leather gloves and boots Sarah was most definitely screaming 'sensual desire' as she wore her long auburn hair down to perfectly frame her face and her piercing blue eyes desired this night. Lucy on the other hand, wore a black and gold sports bra imprinted with "Halestorm" on it and bikini bottoms with the same imprint as well as matching black boxing gloves and boots. Her hair naturally framed her face as it was much shorter than Sarah's.
The ref called both girls over and requested a clean fight as he went over the rules before sending them each to their corners. Sarah's eyes never left Lucy's as they listened, her gaze burning with the intensity of a thousand suns. Lucy, defiant and unyielding, nodded sharply, eager to show she's not just some pushover. The ref's voice was drowned out by the roaring crowd, everyone on the edge of their seats for the mayhem about to unfold. As soon as the instructions were given, both fighters stepped back with fierce determination, pounding their gloves together one last time before heading to their corners. This is it, folks—buckle up because we're about to witness a no-holds-barred showdown where only one will stand victorious!
Round 01:
The bell rang, and chaos erupted in the ring! Sarah Bolger, the princess turned Queen, stumbled right out of the gate, and boy, did Lucy Hale pounce on that opening like a lioness on her prey! Lucy Hale’s years of experience were evident, as she unleashed a mind-blowing flurry of punches, showcasing a skill set that was anything but ordinary. Jab after jab, her gloves beat a relentless rhythm against Sarah's flat, toned abs. Occasionally, Lucy switched it up with a slick uppercut or a deft hook toward Sarah’s face, keeping her on the defensive. Body shots and face shots—Lucy was on a mission to dismantle Sarah, and it showed!But don’t count Sarah out just yet! Midway through the round, she finally got her guard and rhythm going. She may have eaten a few punches, but Sarah started moving like the Queen she is. When Lucy leaned in for another spectacular uppercut, Sarah saw her chance. BAM! A counter hook to Lucy’s jaw sent shockwaves through the crowd and lifted Lucy off the canvas! Not done yet, Sarah followed up with a straight punch that made the whole arena gasp—talk about raw power! Still, in the whirlwind of punches exchanged, Lucy racked up the points, her experience making all the difference.
Lucy, breathing heavily but elated, dominated the round on points by a wide margin. She stood tall, chest heaving, a triumphant grin spreading across her face. Sarah, catching her breath and regaining composure, knew she had her work cut out for her in the upcoming rounds. That's just the appetizer, folks—prepare yourselves for more bone-crunching, heart-stopping action!
Round 02:
The second round began with a deafening roar from the audience, sensing the brutality about to unfold. Sarah Bolger was laser-focused, her demeanor transformed from the stumbling start of round one into that of a seasoned warrior. She came out swinging, utilizing her reach and height advantage to maximum effect, every punch calculated to inflict serious damage. With precision, she delivered a devastating right cross to Lucy's jaw, making her stagger back. Not giving Lucy a moment to breathe, Sarah followed up with a series of brutal body shots, each one hammering into Lucy's ribs with the force of a freight train.
Lucy tried to retaliate, showing the crowd that she wasn’t going down without a fight. She landed a quick combination of jabs and hooks, her fists connecting with Sarah’s abs and face, but it only seemed to fuel Sarah’s resolve. Sarah retaliated with a wicked overhand right, knocking Lucy's head back and causing her to reel. Then, she unleashed a punishing uppercut that rattled Lucy to her core, leaving her momentarily breathless.
The crowd was on their feet as Sarah’s onslaught continued, every move executed with deadly grace. She threw relentless left hooks and right hooks, each punch an expression of her intention to dismantle Lucy. Lucy, battered but unbroken, summoned whatever strength she had left and landed a few solid blows on Sarah, causing the Queen to take a step back. Sarah's eyes flashed with anger, a fire igniting within her that spelled doom for Lucy.
As the round neared its end, Sarah saw her chance to cement her dominance. She threw a vicious left hook followed by a punishing right straight to Lucy’s underbelly, knocking the wind out of her. Not willing to let up, Sarah immediately delivered a powerful uppercut to Lucy’s solar plexus. Lucy gasped and doubled over, the pain clear as day on her face.
The bell finally rang, and the round was over, with Sarah Bolger clearly the victor. Sarah’s skillful composure and devastating hits had turned the tide, and she stood tall, her piercing blue eyes ablaze with triumph. Lucy, though in immense pain, managed to stay on her feet, showcasing her indomitable spirit. The arena was electric, everyone knowing they had just witnessed a masterclass in raw, unfiltered boxing. Sarah Bolger had taken round two by a wide margin, setting the stage for an unforgettable showdown in the subsequent rounds.
Round 03:
The third round started with a thunderous roar from the fans; the atmosphere was sheer chaos. Sarah Bolger, the Queen, had fire in her eyes—she wasn't just here to win; she was here to dominate. The bell rang, and she charged like a bull unleashed from its pen. Her fists became battering rams, pounding into Lucy Hale's defenses with ruthless precision. Lucy, bloodied but unbowed, tightened her guard, bracing herself for the onslaught that Sarah was bringing.
Sarah went right to work, her punches lethal and unrelenting. She targeted Lucy’s vulnerable spots with a cold, methodical cruelty that showed she meant business. BAM! A savage jab landed directly on Lucy’s nose, snapping her head back. Just as quickly, Sarah followed with a left hook to her underbelly that had Lucy gasping for air, her knees buckling from the sheer force. Lucy tried to hold her ground, countering with quick jabs, but they lacked the power to keep Sarah at bay.</p>
Lucy was on the back foot the entire round, her defenses barely holding against the tidal wave of Sarah’s punches. Sarah’s fists were relentless, a series of devastating uppercuts and hooks that shattered any hope of Lucy mounting an effective counter-attack. Lucy's ribs took a bone-crunching thrashing, each hit driving the breath out of her lungs. The crowd watched in awe and horror as Sarah landed a punishing right hook followed by a ruthless uppercut to Lucy’s jaw, sending her stumbling.</p>
Despite the onslaught, Lucy's spirit refused to waver. She absorbed blow after brutal blow, her face a mask of bloody determination. But Sarah was relentless, her focus unwavering. She exploited every opening, pounding Lucy's midsection with vicious intent. A brutal straight punch to Lucy’s solar plexus nearly brought her to her knees, but Lucy managed to stay upright, fighting off the encroaching blackness clouding her vision,
As the round neared its frantic end, Sarah poured on the pressure, her gloves slamming into Lucy's body with piston-like regularity. A final, brutal uppercut to the ribcage left Lucy breathless, her defenses utterly shattered. The bell rang, and round three was over—a clear and emphatic victory for Sarah Bolger by a wide margin. Sarah stood triumphant, breathing heavily but radiating unstoppable power, while Lucy sagged against the ropes, bloodied but still defiant.
Round 04:
The audience was left in a frenzy, witnessing Sarah Bolger's brutality. Round three had been a merciless display of her dominance, cementing her place as the reigning queen of this ring.Round four began with an intensity that could melt steel. The bell's echo was still lingering when both fighters launched towards each other, but it was Lucy who played her hand differently this time. Known as the 'Halestorm', she summoned the depths of her experience, weaving through Sarah's initial barrage with an uncanny fluidity. For the first minute, it was a brutal dance, a relentless exchange of jabs, hooks, and body blows, each fighter determined to break the other.
But two minutes in, Lucy saw her opening. With surgical precision, she delivered a crushing punch to Sarah's solar plexus, making her opponent recoil in shock. Not wasting a second, Lucy unleashed a wicked uppercut to Sarah’s chin. The impact reverberated through the ring as Sarah staggered, her vision blurring, before collapsing to the mat. The crowd erupted, the noise deafening as the referee started the count.
One... Two... Three... Sarah's eyes fluttered open... Four... Five... She began to steady herself, determination written all over her battered face... Six... Seven... With a primal roar, Sarah pushed herself to her feet, the crowd roaring in approval.
Lucy wasn't about to let up. The Halestorm lived up to her name, launching a relentless series of attacks. Her experience shone through as she targeted Sarah’s weak spots with unerring accuracy, exploiting every gap in her defences. Sarah was in survival mode, her guard tight, absorbing blows that thundered like artillery.
For the rest of the round, Sarah weathered Lucy’s onslaught, her defences iron-clad but visibly strained. Lucy's fists were a whirlwind, a furious display of her years in the ring. The round drew to a close with Sarah still standing, bruised but unbeaten, and Lucy, chest heaving, eyes blazing with unparalleled ferocity. The bell signaled the end, marking Round Four as Lucy Hale's triumph, a testament to her indomitable spirit and experience. The stage was set for a nail-biting continuation, the fans knowing they were watching boxing history unfold.
Round 05:
Round five started with an intensity more ferocious than the previous rounds combined. Sarah Bolger, doused in the bloodlust of the battlefield, had no intention of letting this fight go to decision. Her eyes locked onto Lucy Hale, who stood her ground, prepared to defend against the oncoming hurricane. The bell rang, and Sarah zoomed in, a beast unchained.
Sarah’s fists were a symphony of destruction, each punch a bone-shattering crescendo. She seemed almost inhuman with how precisely she targeted Lucy’s weaknesses. A right cross, BAM! Lucy's head snapped to the side; a left hook followed, smashing into her ribs with a sound like thunder. Lucy, defiant as ever, tried to counter, but her punches were swatted away like annoying flies.
With a devastating combination, Sarah went low, slamming her fists into Lucy’s midsection. The force made Lucy gag, her guard dropping for just a split second. That was all Sarah needed. She unleashed a brutal uppercut that cracked under Lucy’s jaw, sending her sprawling to the canvas. The crowd erupted, the noise like a thousand freight trains crashing together. The referee started the count.
One... Two... Lucy’s eyes were unfocused, her body struggling to respond... Three... Four... She began to stir, the crowd’s chants a distant roar... Five... Six... Her hands clawed at the ropes, trying to pull herself up... Seven... Eight... Almost there, her body shaking with effort... Nine... Somehow, miraculously, she stood, but barely. The ref allowed the fight to continue, and Sarah moved in, her face a mask of relentless determination.
With the precision of a master artisan, Sarah went after Lucy's gut, her fists driving into the already bruised and battered flesh. Every hit doubled Lucy over, pushing her back into the ropes. Then, with cold, calculated intent, Sarah straightened her out only to assault her liver with merciless blows. Each punch was a sledgehammer, and Lucy's eyes began to glaze over, devoid of hope.
Finally, the referee had seen enough. As Sarah prepared for one last hammer strike, the ref stepped in, waving his arms to signal the end of the match. Sarah Bolger was the victor, her brutal, overwhelming performance securing her place as the unrivaled queen of the ring. Lucy Hale collapsed onto the canvas, beaten yet still embodying the fierce spirit of a warrior. The crowd's deafening applause was a testament to the brutal show they had witnessed — a fight destined to be etched in boxing history.
Official Decision: Sarah Bolger defeats Lucy Hale via TKO 5!
AFTER:
Lucy was falling in and out of consciousness in the Pretty Little Punchers corner, feeling the relentless torment from Sarah's brutality. Across the ring, Sarah was basking in her victory, the ref raising her hand high as the official victor of the match. The crowd’s roar was deafening, a chaotic symphony of jubilation and awe. Once the formalities were done, Sarah stripped off her gloves and began making her way towards the PLP corner. The tension was palpable; everyone anticipated another aggressive act from the night's dominator.
But in a staggering twist of events, Sarah did the unexpected. She grabbed Lucy's hand and pulled her up, wrapping her free arm around Lucy's waist. "Thank you for being my first opponent in the FCBA; I think you deserve to walk out of here with dignity," Sarah said, her voice resonating with unexpected warmth. Supporting Lucy's weight, Sarah guided her towards the arena’s exit where the medics stood by, ready to intervene.
You know, next time I'll win," Lucy muttered defiantly as she lay on the stretcher.
"Lucy, you don't know what you're saying right now, I'll let that go," Sarah responded with a smirk, leaving a trail of stunned silence and admiration in their wake
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