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20 February 2004 Jill Hennessy vs Kelly Preston

Page history last edited by Archer844 13 years, 10 months ago

PARTIAL REPORT

 

 

 

Posted by Simguy on 2/20/2004, 7:04 am.

 

Preston in black sports bra, red and black laid trunks (wrestling trunk fit), black shoes, white socks.

Hennessey in yellow sports bra, green trunks w/yellow shamrock on right hip, black shoes, white socks

 

KO8 Hennessy

 

Two tall, slender, fat-free celebs—something of an event in Hennessy’s home-town of Boston, although not televised, folks turn out for Jill in her own back yard. Preston came in with big name, L.A. airs, but quickly found out “Irish” Jill doesn’t punk before a blue-collar crowd of hard-to-please fight fans. Hennessy handed out a punishing beat down before stopping her aristocratic opponent in the 8th.

 

Early on, Preston held her own by boxing, using an educated jab, a sharp right cross and some clutch-and-releaser spins that has Hennessy off balance throughout the first 3 rounds. There was never any question of who the aggressor would be, however, Hennessy’s approach never varied—chin tucked, dukes up, prowling, stalking footwork—she eschewed boxing to get to Kelly’s chest and stroke ribcage at every opportunity. Minute by minute, round by round, Preston became increasingly agitatred, forced to the ropes, clawed and pounded about her chest, flanks and tummy—the L.A., blonde went rigid from punishment, stoically defending herself and trying to fight Jill’s fight off the ropes, but Hennessy would not be denied. By the 8th, Preston was dead-woman walking: face all lumped and swollen, legs ramshackle, guard drooping—Jill hounded her foe to the ropes and applied a robust shellacking for a over a minute, finally spilling Preston to her face and ending her night.

 

Reposted by Archer 3/26/10

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