BOXING ON THE BEACH

Posted by Simguy on 2/2/2008, 12:10 pm

Before< Malibu Beach and apartment scene: chic; small, well-heeled audiences. Older lasses with a strong presence—Courtney Cox ruling the roost—Aniston fightys here—Electra’s been showing up.

Trista 5’2—gives up some height, but former physical therapist very solid, curvy package. Brooke gives nothing away—a little lankier, very well conditioned. They’ve wrestled each other on the beach and in beach houses—things started to get personal and harsh between them as Sutter brawls for acceptance in the celebrity community.

Kiana Tom in the audience with Elisha Cuthbert: latter looking at beach opportunities to keep her name I print; former looking to sponge off the latter. Tom also has hooks in Burke and Sutter of course—at least as far as boxing goes.

Sunny Malibu day—ring stanchion posts set up on Sand—bleachers all around.

Trista in white bikini—ring connections between straps and cups, tie-side bottoms; white gloves—long dirty blonde hair loose & beach-tangly. Brooke in blazing hot pink fighting bikini; dark hair loose and tangly; white gloves.

During R1: Brooke in relaxed crouch, right at her cheek as she paws out jabs. Shorter Trista bobbing, weaving—very cute parries with her right hand out front of her face, moving to either side of her t protect as she dips forward. Trista doubling her jab to Brookes jugs—blonde slowly stepping Brooke back to ropes: Burke moving hands to temples as Trista unleashes a thumping right/left to waist. blonde mitts bouncing off taut brunette midriff—real good spank: Burke snarling, answers back a swishing right hand into the pit of Brookes stomach; turns into compact hook—all torso, no arm swing—taking Brooke to chin. Brooke wide eyed, getting smoked: she twists to the right, licking a hook across Trista’s face, tries to twist back into a slicing right which Trista ducks under Back and forth—girls just digging into sand, Burke fighting hard off the ropes under thudding, constant, measured pressure from Trista. Bell: Sutter turns, struts jiggly to her corner in high spirits—she outworked Burke for points.

R2: Same again—Trista encroaching in a series of bobs and weaves—right hand either side of her facer to help pick off punches, left hand across her gut. Brooke scowling—flicking out the backhand jab, trying to measure Trista: Sutter able to walk right through it. Trista’s jab stiffer, spanking out against Burke’s jugs and allowing blonde to step-in: Sutter getting her way when it comes to ring position. Burke eventually driven to ropes: she leans back against them, hands at temples, elbows in, giving up ringing body blows, then answering swish-swish with slinging rights and lefts up top, Trista’s head movement the difference: Brooke basically upright, blocking shots, but always absorbing punishment; Sutter bobbing and ducking, making Brooke miss and often scoring into the openings, Burke’s head routinely shifted and jerked by punches; body really getting spanked; jugs pounded as Trista bares her teeth and clubs away, Late the round, Burke starts throwing to jug, having better success in landing. Crowd giddy as the girls twist into heavy handed side to side sloshing late, just slowing each other fat to rack.

R3: Blonde bobbing, weaving, constantly moving hands and coming forward. Burke could be doing more with the jab, but she’s just flipping it out there, trying to line Trista up for right hands that usually miss over top or glance off the shoulder. Fight goes to ropes—exactly where Trista wants it—more and more Sutter’s getting her conditions met. Burke still feisty off the ropes—baring her teeth and slugging with a rangy, side-to-side slinging action: when she lands, Trista’s feeling it. Sutter’s fists just ringing off hips and waist of her foe, hammering the breath from Brooke—allowing Sutter to creep up-torso to smash ribs and jugs, Sutter also scoring with stubby straight lefts and clubbing right hands to Burke’s head as Brooke’s defence starts to loose through 3.

R4: Trista hounding Brooke to ropes early—gives Sutter more time to work her offence. Brooke grimacing, grunting, elbows creeping down to protect her throbbing waistline; blonde able to pound cross-cross rights and lefts to Burke’s beautiful face as a result. Trista putting her left shoulder/extended left elbow into Brooke more now—propping and jostling, pushing in more—blonde legs sturdy, backside high and humming as she maintains position.

R5: Valiant effort by Brooke to bang away at Trista’s breasts—brunette dipping her shoulders, uppercutting both mitts, keeping’em short n’ muscular in close, Trista slamming back in anger—shellacking away both hands to offending brunette jug: Burke coming off worse in anger trade, Jug-issue decided—Trista widens her punch-count hap—now pounding waist and flanks with 6 and 7 punches before Burke can swipe something back, Burke’s tanned legs trembling, holding her up against ropes—but she’s taking a terrible thumping from Trista through 5.’

R6: Ropes: Burke trying to hold it together, but she eats a hard right hand to face and visibly loosens. Burke’s head lolling—dukes abot chest high: TRISTA’S ALL IN! Sutter squaring away, eyes wide, elbows up as she slams away straight lefts and rights to brunette head, Brooke’s head pitching and jerking—torso lolling forward as she faces into punishment and THE REF STEPS IN! Trista squealing in delight as she pastes Brooke out TKO6 on her feet.

After: Brooke sobbing, exhausted in ref’s arms—Trista buff, excited—strutting the sand, getting congratulated by well wishers, Plenty of Malibu action for Trista if she wants it: she’s a strong 116 pounds, fit, heavy handed and cute as a button.

Reposted by Archer 4/3/10.