Posted by Simguy on 5/22/2004, 9:26 am.

Before: Gellar totally overshadowed by the tumultuous Michelle Williams stable shake up—but Sarah’s got perspective. “I see a lot of hooplah, but she’s still the same old Mish. You can dress a girl up and put her on a pedestal—but it’s just that much father to the mud, and your laundry bill’s a lot higher. Williams is nothing special—I’m going to enjoy bringing her down to earth,” Intriguing moment for Williams—it’s good spotlight, it’s her HISC debut—but pundits are already comparing the move to Tyson’s exodus to Don Williams, and wondering if the same cocktail of greed, degenerate behavior and arrogance will have similar corrosive effects. Mish in black push up, snug red boy cut trunks, white draw string—Sarah in slick blonde ponytail, white bikini.

During R1: Mish SURGING across the ring—Gellar ranging along the ropes to her right, trying to shake the pursuit with her legs. Mish stepping-with, spitting a purposeful jab—any attempt by Gellar to turn Williams’ flank is met with a rough clinch-and-toss routine as Mish hurls her woman back, Williams diligent to the body, spanking taut waist right/left, recovering behind a muscular jab--Gellar starting to go stationary, dukes at her temples, now just turning her shoulders and bending at the waist to leech a little of the power out of Michelle’s strokes, second minute—Williams the bully—pushing Sarah hard in the shoulders, arching back to get into that belly, Gellar wilting to the left, systematically hounded, pounded back into her corner, Mish spitting jabs up at Gellar out of the crouch and Williams CLIPOS THE RIGHT UPPERCUT! Gorgeous, tight little shot, right off the tip of Gellar’s chin and GELLAR GOES LIMP! Sarah collapsing into the ropes all ragdoll and MISH POURS IN! Williams clubbing away without a shred of remorse—bashing punches against Gellar’s sleepy face and pale chest in a hail of bludgeoning leather—SARAH GOES DOWN! Gellar back to the ropes, chin drooping to her chest—she’s out cold, sitting in a puddle of devastated young blonde—and MISH HELPS HERSELF! Mish stooping in and clouting away on Sarah’s helpless, sleeping face—red finally tackles willful; beauty off her prey, KO1 Michelle Williams!

After: HISC fatcats sitting back in box seats with smug expressions, knowing winks and nods—oh, that was money well spent alright. Mish Williams delivers on the moment—shattering tricky Sarah MG with patented full court press—Williams all cocky, mocking Gellar with hands clasped at her cheek in a “sound asleep” gesture, getting her back slapped as Sarah is brought around in stages, “I’m bringing muscle to the HISC lineup,” boasts Mish in postfight. “They’ve been cute a long time, but that gets old, and there are a lot of girls out there who can’t be finessed.” Has Mish noticed any differences between the house that Tank built and the glass and steel edifice of HISC? “Night and day,” grins Williams. “Now that I’m here—the sparring at HISC is the best, by far, in this sport. Eliza, Claire, and I go through sparing partners like butter, and when we go a few rounds with each other—we put on gym wars that make me and Dani look like contestants in a pattycake contest. Our sparring is so much harder than the real fights it’s a joke. Want proof? Just ask Sarah.”

Reposted by Archer 1/16/10.