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BEFORE: Rachel dovetailing her Kate-hate vendetta with Sherlock Holmes promotion: HBO loving the A-list, high-glamour appeal of this rematch. "Taking Sherlock Holmes away from Kate - on her home soil - was a thrill," Rachel admits, "but I'm not NEAR done with her. She pounced my trunks to get me out of the tournament: she needs to pay for that. I'm launching a full-on campaign to bring Beckinsale down - on the screen, and in the ring. She's going to regret starting up with me, I promise you." Beckinsale in full World's Sexiest Woman aspect, blithely dismissing Rachel's rhetoric in prefight. "As for Rachel's trunks - IF I strayed low on occasion - it was not by design. Rather it was due to the fact that Rachel couldn't stop me: her weakness is to blame. I am a very competitive and aggressive woman: weakness brings out a beast in me I cannot always control. I can't accept responsibility for anything I do when the beast is aroused. Rachel needs to address her passivity, not blame others for simply accepting the invitation to plunder. Oh, and as for Sherlock Holmes: I could see that it was a bomb in the making and passed on the project. Rachel MacAdams could never take a film away from me - not if i wanted it." Unusually long ring-walk for Rachel as she sports coquettish Victorian era ribbed corset, outlandish high heeled ankle boots, garters etc. Takes a long time to strip her down to her fighting togs in the ring: time that has Kate FUMING, arms crossed, foot tapping impatiently as MacAdams flaunts the movie wardrobe. Rachel in midnight blue, satin-finish bra and panties; coppery ringlets up off her neck/framing her face; white gloves. Kate in vivid purple lace bra and panties from Esquire shoot; black gloves; hair in unruly tangles.
During R1: Rachel aggressively at Kate - closing behind knocking jabs, then hooking vicious to paunch, hip, liver - really digging in behind right elbow. Becks lips pursed, eyes frowning as she feels Rachel's weight of sock: brunette answering hooks-in-kind as both girls keep right hands at cheek-high guard. Bruising thump downstairs goes Rachel's way: Beckinsale wounded, falters to her left, visibly distressed. Mac walks Becks down - threatening with stubby straight rights up top, then leaping hooks as Kate's backpedaling. Ropes late: Rachel closing to clean up, encounters stiff Kate Beckinsale resistance as British girl digs in at apron. Savage hammer and tongs - Becks baring her teeth, digging right and left uppercuts to Rachel's lungs denies redhead a shutout in a feisty first.
R2: Same again from Rachel: right hand at cheek while delivers knocking jabs on approach; hooks to liver/ribs/hip/paunch with Rache balanced on left (front) leg. Kate attempting to hook-with, coming in a distant second: once again, Beckinsale's legs give a shimmy, forcing her to withdraw. Rachel walking Kate down - fetching her stamping lead rights against prepared defences, then hopping in mop-up hooks: Beckinsale grimacing, chased to ropes. Touch of cable at her back galvanizes Kate: as in the first, she hunkers down, grits her teeth, digs back furiously at encroaching MacAdams. Bitter two-way brawling late - girls pitching from their pockets all snarling and seething. Kate's firm resolve enough to ward off another shutout, though she drops another round to up-tempo Rachel.
R3: Becks jabbing early...girls exchange stiff pokes to mouths: Rachel's forward progress stymied. Series of sporadic, set-piece exchanges follows - Kate initiating, generally baiting Rachel forward then beating her to combinations. Becks sidestepping, turning Rachel, keeping fight midring: superior ring generalship sees Beckinsale stabilize her front, hold Rachel accountable in a boxer's third.
R4: Rachel answers with power, SAVAGELY at Kate's liver and right flank with thumping, robust hooks. Kate grimacing as body absorbs thump - right elbow inching down to protect badly beaten bodkin. Rache stepping-to, keeping pressure on: hooks migrate from liver to clout cheek/ear/rack - taking the fight to Kate's upper torso. Beckinsale rudely knocked about: she's having trouble standing her ground against MacAdams' torrid Canadian hook. Beaten to ropes, Kate mounts another determined apron defence, but is beaten down this time: Rachel upon her with bared-tooth gusto, hammering home rights and lefts to overwhelm her rival. Beckinsale sagging butt-first in ropes, face-in-gloves: she gives up a terrible series of digging left uppercuts to her breasts - Rachel just set on her left leg, pumpin' 'em in at bell. Rache pushing up off Kate, stomping back all flashing-eyed to her corner for the break: Kate blinking back tears, hugging a badly stressed torso in an I'm-hurt cringe.
R5: Rachel continues to pour herself at Kate: MacAdams proving VERY fit for this contest. Steady assault to the waist/ribcage sees Rachel hook at Kate without mercy: Beckinsale cringing, wilting to her left after absorbing Rachel's fearsome clout. Rmac forward, pressing her attacks, staying in touch with straight, stubby right hands up top, then batting away the left against Kate's core. Ropes: Beckinsale wilting, unable to do much more than sit and soak - desperately trying to keep an earmuff guard in place. Rachel squares away hard-eyed, lips tight as she works Kate over, bouncing mitts off meat to bell.
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R6: Rachel in close, hooking at Kate's body: Beckinsale responds low, hooking Rachel's trunks once, twist, then shouldering her off as MacAdams weeps in outrage. Ref immediately in to give Rachel time to compose herself: Beckinsale benefits just as much from the break. Upon resumption, Beckinsale has initiative, pushing forward for the first time behind a steady pulse of jabs, straight right hands and batting reprisal-hooks to liver. Rachel beaten to ropes, crossing her arms in desperate defence: Kate lowers her head, shoulders pumping as she bombards the MacAdams waistline both hands. Rache groaning, sagging back into ropes: her crossed-arm guard loosens under brazen belly barrage - allowing Kate to uppercut her way in to chin. Breaking Rachel's form, Kate romps to jug, getting in there all hup-hup-hup via left/right uppercuts: a glowing moment for Beckinsale. Down the stretch, Kate cleaning up hurt Rachel but MACADAMS WON'T HAVE IT! Trade in hooks to chin sees Rache stagger Kate off the ropes, forcing a shocked withdrawal from aggressive brit. Becks on her bike, legs out the round: she takes the points, but fails to break Rachel in 6th round siege.
R7: OH MY GOD THEY'RE DIGGING! Weight on front (left) legs...fighters stooped forward...right hands tight to cheek as girls pump in short, gouging left uppercuts jug and chin; bat away hooks to flank/liver. KATE GOES DOWN! First the legs shiver, then Beckinsale's very loose - she wobble to her right knee, eyes shiny with how-could-you tears. Rachel mouthbreathing hard - hurting herself - but seething with Kate-hate: ref has to body her back as she's looming over downed Briton. Becks up at 8, moping at ropes: Rachel immediately upon her, thumping that waistline a withering series of pumping rights and lefts! Kate moaning out "GAHHH!" as she crumples forward, issuing fight's first desperation clinches. Ref's break pushes Rachel back two steps: her eyes are BLAZING as she wades back in. TORRID subjugation of all things Kate: savage licks to waist and hips; creeping bombardment up-torso encompassing ribs and tits; clobbering clouts about the ears and shoulders. Beckinsale battered and shellacked BUT SLUGGING BACK LATE! Rachel made to pay as Kate digs right uppercuts to sternum and chin, denying Rachel a shutout on top of the knockdown. Bell: both girls still pounding away - ref has to pull 'em apart, read 'em the riot act as tempers flare.
R8: Rachel viciously at Kate again - locating her with the jab, closing, establishing the body. It's too much - that ripping hook to liver; those rising right/lefts up into lungs; those clawing hooks to jug...Kate reels before Rachel's fury, staggering teary-eyed to ropes. MacAdams' pursuit relentless, heartless: withering punches bat and flail at Kate, beating her into a crouched-over earmuff, butt in ropes. Rache baring her teeth as she hooks and hooks in behind Kate's right elbow: horrid punching buckles Kate's legs, pitching her to knees-and-forearms posture. Rachel bellowing, face flushed, body rigid: ref has to push her away as she looming over fallen Kate. Becks up snivelling, brushing hair off her face: she's a crippled beauty, getting overwhelmed here. Rachel storming back in, going at Kate full force: Beckinsale sobbing aloud, covering up, suffering as Rachel beats at her to bell. AND BEYOND! Rache pouring in a stream of rights to Kate's left hip as poor Beckinsale stoops forward paralyzed off the ropes: ref pulls Rachel away, sternly chastises her during break.
R9: Rachel's punched out! Mac mouthbreathing, looking a little arm-weary: Kate's able to push forward, hooking Rachel's ribs, then propping her the left shoulder to chest. Becks scoring in close, using her shoulder to nudge and steer Rache to ropes. Midway through, chopping rights penetrate the guard up top, ringing Rachel's bell: gut check time as Mac's curvy legs hold her up. Kate denied a knockdown by stubborn redhead will, but that doesn't prevent a BEATdown. Beckinsale crowding close, cleaning up, claiming steadily against belly, tits and chin in a churning, methodical assault. Bell: KATE PARKS A RIGHT HAND IN RACHEL'S TITS! Ref quickly in to pull Kate away: Rachel left blinking away angry tears, massaging roughed up jugs through 9.
R10: Girls trade right hands to faces; hooks to sternums...Rachel gets the worst of it. Kate walking Rachel down, punching the lead right stubby up top, knocking Mac to ropes, then squaring away on her. Becks making sure of Rachel's breasts - palming redhead shoulders back, then scrubbing puppy with side to side chamois action: Rachel suffering as she struggles to re-organize. Rache rallying off ropes: right hands pumping up into hated Beckinsale tummy; left hooks turning Kate's chin. Beckinsale's legs shook, but holding: she won't relinquish top position, answering back volleys in kind. Hammer and bitter tongs - A-list beauties just baring teeth and battering each other like a couple of starving ingenues...neither heeds the final bell. Dust settles...cards are tallied...it's UD10 redemption for Rachel MacAdams.
After: MacAdams weary, scuffed, but jubilant - raising her arms and shouting "YES!" when her scores are announced. Kate badly battered, but proving herself a competitor tonight: nevertheless, she's a devastated beauty, blinking away tears as the star of Sherlock Holmes celebrates victory. "She was determined, but I poured it to her tonight," Rachel exults in postfight. "She's proud and that makes her tuff: I thought I had her stopped several times, but she always rallied and found fresh punching power. I took her apart tonight, but I definitely want more. Anytime she's ready, let's get the third one done. I want supremacy over Kate Beckinsale and I won't stop until I get it."
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