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17 April 2010 Emilie de Ravin vs Hayden Panettiere

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Posted by simguy on 4/17/2010, 10:20 am

 

BEFORE: "From the Scerbo fight, I realized that Hayden's lost her will to compete!" Emilie chirps in prefight. "The Foxfire girls in general are ragged from losses, and they're all becoming targets - but Hayden in particular looks tremendously vulnerable to me. I can't wait to mop her up and take her place as best-in-show. Into the woodchipper with her!" Hayden steamin' - little face all hard with dolphin-saving determination. "My opponents have said a lot of things about me since I turned pro," Hayd admits, "but never - none of them - ever suggested I've lost my will to fight. You want to see iron will, Emilie? Well mission accomplished. When we get in there, you're going to see what 'compete' is all about!" Emilie in horizontally banded green/yellow bikini top; solid green bottoms; short little boxing booties with tassles; small yellow work out mitts; ponytail with frizzy bangs. Hayden in her Self Mag punchin' purple bikini; small black work out gloves; short black boxing booties with tassles; shoulder length blonde hair. Uncharacteristically, Hayden refuses to touch gloves after ring-instrux: still stung by Emilie's harsh words.

 

During R1: Hayden making a point - closing with Emilie to mouth-on-shoulder distance, going direct to ribcage with both arms pumping. Emilie gurgling early - shocked at the ferocity - but answering back, stubby little arms whirling in palm-down rib-rockers with side-arm trajectory. Savage, bitter back and forth flyweight torso-scouring: girls taking turns forcing each other back with bursts of body-punching vigor. Emilie immediately understanding the gauntlet being laid down: not once does she look for Hayden's chin, nor does Panny seek the De Ravin noodle in heartless body-socking exchanges. Bell: girls still panting to chug home body-leather...ref has to push 'em apart. Hayden making glaring eye-contact: it's her round by a smidge.

 

R2: Right back at it - girls walk together almost casually - hands at their sides until they shoulder-up and get busy downstairs. Emilie punishing Hayden's breadbasket with double and triple hooks; carving in the palm-down right behind Hayden's left elbow. Hayd more likely to work up the middle - curling/shrugging short hup-hup lefts and rights to bump Em's tummy/ribs/tits. Savage close-contact warfare: girls could fight in a sleeping back all zipped up together at this distance. Emilie a touch busier, tending to step forward rather than take a step back: Hayden juuuust outpunched by a smidge. Bell: girls still working furiously at offending breadbaskets...ref forced to take each by the elbow and give a good shake.

 

R3: Girls close...Hayden scores with a tremendous burst of chugging lefts and rights in close, then she steps out, circling left around a chipping, pinpoint jab! Emilie caught off guard, facing into poke: Hayden hard-eyed, lips pressed tight as she scuffs away on her foe's pretty face. Hayd turns Emilie 180 degrees midring - jabbing her pesky - then hops back in with a ringing right to left armpit, followed by a digging trio of hooks to midsection. Emilie finally getting off - whirling in her palm-down rib-chippers...then Hayden hops back out, circling left on bouncy legs, featuring her stubby jab once more to Em's face. Panettiere clever here: engaging on the inside, but bopping in and out, turning her girl, retaining initiative with footwork rather than sheer brute force. Panny separates herself at last - winning a round by wide margin after two razor-thin heats.

 

R4: Brutal fighting on the inside: girls' heads down, shoulders rotating, fists chugging, breath panting. De Ravin forcing Hayden back in heated exchanges: Panny grimacing, getting all jacked up in her tummy and tits as De Ravin outworks her. Ropes: Hayden takes a swinging right on her cheek, knocking her into cables...De Ravin quick to hop-in a hook to chin, then whirl in a sequence of left/right palm-down rib-shots. Hayden groaning, hurt in her body: she ties up, pulling Em close for ref's break - the first of the fight. Resume: Hayden squirting off ropes to her left, roaming wide: Panny using the ring/legs to get her breath back. Emilie giving chase, but not cutting off the ring: Panny able to outmaneuver her foe, get herself together while forfeiting the points.

 

R5: Brutal, sustained punching in close: heads bowed; fists pumping. Hayden comes off the body with a little left uppercut: clipping shot startles Emilie, loosening her knees. De Ravin stumbling backward: Hayden hops-to with a stubby right cross, punching Emilie's mouth, turning her a quarter turn to her right, sending her face-first to ropes. Hayden pouring in, teeth bared: she rakes hooks across tummy or sticky in right flank - weight set on front (left) leg Jake LaMotta style to bat Emilie into submission. De Ravin groaning: stubby arms crossed against her body...she's butt in ropes, soaking it up rather than clinching or trying to get out of there. Hayden redoubles her efforts - ramping up the volume: opportunistic right hands join in the fun, streaking across Emilie's bleak face, punching her senseless while hooks continue to ply the flank. IT'S ALL HAYDEN! Panettiere's body taut, electric with punching fervor: right hands pouring in across face; left hooks bat-batting that body and EMILIE GOES DOWN! De Ravin whining, slow-wilting and reaching for canvas to lower herself to her knees. Brave little Aussie tries to get up once...twice...but it's no go! KO5 Hayden Panettiere.

 

After: Hayden gracious - helping Emilie up and handing her to her cornermen once the KO is official: it's a stunning case of one compact-punching blonde using up another tonight. "I wanted to let her know I'd fight her tummy to tummy right at the start," Hayden says, cheeks flushed in postfight. "But I'm more than just a 'woodchipper' in there: I use my head and my legs as much as my fists, and I knew Emilie was totally one dimensional. Once I sent my message, I just set about taking her apart. She's a good, sturdy little fighter, but she's no match for a good, sturdy, COMPLETE fighter like me!"

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