UNIFIED WELTERWEIGHT TITLE

Posted by Simguy on n2/9/008, 9:15 am.

Before: “Stacy Keibler is a circus act—a clown,” Nadia fumes at the podium. “She totally cheapens what should be the Tiffany division of boxing with her stupid antics—it’s a disgrace every time she crossbodies somebody after a match—this isn’t wrestling! I’m ending Stacy’s reign—no ifs, ands, or buts about it. Nobody can take welterweight seriously while that girl sits on the throne.” Keibler smug throughout—tall blonde beginning to relish the fruits of her championship: she’s every inch a champion these days. “If I looked like Nadia, and she looked like me?” Stacy grins. “I’d be a hater too. I knock girls out, then I take a little extra—where’s the harm? I wring every last drop of resistance out of girls, and you know what? The fans love it. Nadia only thinks of herself—she doesn’t care about boxing, or the welterweight division or anything else. I’M all about the fans, and I’m pretty sure the number one thing they want to see in this fight is Bjorlin on her back, crying when I pin her.”

Nadia in gold bikini—bra style top; white gloves. Stacy in oyal blue bikini with big white polka dots; slick low ponytail; white gloves.

During R1: Rapid bob-and-weave sees Nadia scoot close early, rocking Stacy with a curling overhand right to jaw and a meaty left/right in the waist to begin with a shout. Keibler digging in flat-footed, hands stacked right atop left at chest & stomach, torso tilted forward to put a shoulder into the encroaching shorter brunette. Nadia slugging viciously out of her crouch, twisting in succulent lefts and rights, smashing Stacy’s shoulders/upside her head/chest, Keebs driven back step by step, but slugging rangy: she’s twisting into tight lefts and rights, following through with her elbows high, trying to land flat-knuckle upside Bjorlin’s head. Both women taking ringing blasts, but Nadia’s resolute—crouching forward and walking through Stacey’s firepower to put blonde on ropes. Keebs digs in on apron, loading up, twisting her torso violently to either side, elbows up high as she generates murderous torque. Bjorlin caught a left on the temple, then the left elbow on the hairline as Stacy’s turning back the other way, THEN a right on the eye challenger’s buns ring in alarm as Bjorlin’s legs give a shimmy. Nadia hurt, but bobbing her head, bending her waist—she gets under Stacy’s next swishing right, comes back into Keibler’s robs with a withering hook. Keibler shouting in pain, turning torso-right to pull the left flat-knuckle onto Nadia, but blonde slowing: Bjorlin easily ducks under, bounces a thumping right off the breadbasket. Keibler hurt, face anguished—her only plan is to twist side to side, elbows up high as she keeps the shots tight, trying to slug her way out of trouble. Bjorlin ducking, slipping and answering—pounding Keibler in her ribcage off Stacy’s misses, then checking the chin short, blunt shots as Stacy’s loading up her next shot. Keebs loosening—side to side twisting slower, eyes glassy—she’s out on her feet! Nadia still slugging with 100% Bjorlin behind every blast—ripping up into Keibler’s ribcage from crouches, or clobbering away ringing blasts to chin and STACY GOES DOWN! Keibler wilting off the ropes, pooling on her face, hands underneath at her stomach amnd it’s OVER! KO1 for the winner and NEW champ—Nadia Bjorlin.

After: Keibler fast asleep, gently rolled to her back and tended as well-wishers flock to Bjorlin. Nadia cut at the hairline and slightly puffy—brief fight was brutal nonetheless, with both women absorbing tremendous shots in furious toe-to-toe. “Get on her, and be marked ‘fragile’—you know? Girl don’t close on her because they’re afraid of getting hit, but I knew she couldn’t last toe-to-toe with me, so I for4ced it. Welterweight’s got a real fighting champion now—we’re in good shape, and I’m looking forward to putting together some of the best fights in boxing this year!”

Reposted by Archer 4/3/10.