Posted by Simguy on 1/28/2006.

Before: Prepon cashing in on her impressive dominations of Rachel Hunter: Nik Visser a completely different kettle of Aussie. “Hunter’s a platform slugger,” Laura analyzes, “Nikki’s a mover. I know I can hurt Nikki with any punch in my arsenal, and it’s always the same deal with these cuties: cut’em off, wear’em down, take’em out!” Former champ Visser the most unlikely elite fighter in the game--thin veneer of regional celebrity giving her just enough credibility to get her foot in the door: talent takes her the rest of the way. “I enjoy the challenge of Prepon,” Nikki grins, “especially because shje prove d herself against Rachel. I know Hunter’s tired and washed up, but Laura’s definitely a hgirl on the move and I want to be the one to burst her bubble!” Visser in white sheepskin bikini with western fringes, white boxing shoes to midcalf w/tassels: Preps in butterscotch tartan bikini, tie side bottoms/twist tie top, two toned (butterscotch/white) boxing shoes; long blonde ponytail.

During R1: Visser steppin’ smartly, legging the ring, stooping to offer brisk jabs against Laura’s tummy, Prepon stoic, flat footed as she steps forward, dukes at her temples—just trying to drop her mitts economically onto Viosser;s head or shoulders. Nikki much quicker/shiftier—using every inch of ring to confound her fie, nullify her power. Welcome to Nik Visser boxing, Laura Prepon: kid can’t set her feet to punch, can’t cvut the ring off in a breezy Visser first..

R2: Visser continuing to shine—treating herself to insolent jabs against Laura’s tummy, grinning as she scoots out of range of Prepon’s ponderous receipts. Laura hard to discourage however, pumping a heavy jab as she steps, ignoring Visser’s occasional brushing combination. Nikki smacking her lips and gloating as she scores flurries to tummy, tits and chin—not much on the punches though: Prepon walking through it, Down the stretch, Visser feints, feints, then lunges in a saucy sloping right hand straight down into Laura’s stomach, Triumphant leer lights up Nikki’s face ass she savours the spank of that shot andf PREPON POUNDS HOME RIGHTY! Laura leaning into a beaut—banking the cross off Visser’s haughty chin and NIKKI GOES DOWN! Head-swivel Visser, then gaudy splashdown to her back sees Aussie fitness queen sprawled senseless—Laura blushing with pride as she stalks past, nostrils flaring in satisfaction at Nikki’s astonishment.

R3: Visser shakes it off—uncharacteristically goes right after Laura rather than shying away. Nikki beats Laura to right hands, ducking down, letting Prepon’s right sail over top: Visser up out of the crouch with a biting hook tugs Laura’s chin hard to port. Prepon wide eyed, stepping in fence post holes—solid blasts have the kid a  little starry eyed and Visser pounces without pause. Another bending right hand crashes off the side of Prepon’s face; another swinging come back hook onna chops as Visser twists violently to her right, Nikki snarling, steps out, strides to her right with a scowl, then JUMPS BACK IN RIGHTY AS LAURA’S TURNING!  Slashing right onna button; vicious digging short-arm hook snug to sternum has big American beauty cramping forward huuuuurt! SPLASHY LEFTS AND RIGHTS! Nikki baring her teeth, lathering away tidy, gloves bouncing off Prepon’s head and shoulders and Laura tilts forward and THE REF STEPS IN! Laura stunned, but groggily protesting: TKO3 Nik Visser.

After: Quick whistle? You decide. No controversy whatsoever in Visser’s eyes: “She was done—finished—kaput,” insists a sweaty-glossy Aussie in postfight, white towel looped behind her neck. “Come on—I had completely dismantled her and was hitting her with EVERYTHING flush. You don’t have to be down to be out: the ref saved this girl from career-ending disaster tonight—she should send him chocolates or something!”

Reposted by Archer  3/9/10.