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17 April 2010 Sarah Carter vs Cassie Scerbo

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Posted by simguy on 4/17/2010, 10:23 am

BEFORE: "Final victory is at hand!" Cassie grins, eyes shining: "Once I've tucked Sarah away, all Foxfire will be at my feet...where they belong! Her thin body won't stand up to my pounding. Hayden couldn't take my punches, and neither will Sarah: it's just a matter of me being that much better than they are!" Sarah non-plussed: she knows she's got to be the stopper here. "Cassie's had a good run, beat some good fighters," Sarah admits in prefight, "but they've all been the types of girls she's used to preparing for - that's not going to be the case with me. Cassie Scerbo has never seen a boxer like me - Disney doesn't make 'em like me - so she's in over her head. She's right - I wouldn't enjoy her body punching one bit...which is why I intend to deny her the privilege. We'll fight on my terms, and trust me: I'll be giving Cassie NOTHING." Scerbo in white push up bikini top with bra style straps with green tiger striping; solid green bottoms with little white belt; small white work out gloves; hair in high ponytail with bangs. Sarah in gold bikini; small black work out gloves; long low ponytail with DOA bangs framing face.

During R1: CASSIE GOES DOWN! Sarah opens with swinging sidearm right behind Scerbo's left ear: little blonde dashed to all fours seconds into the contest! Cassie up at 8, but badly destabilized: balance rickety as Sarah comes for her. Carter jotting in sharp one-two to mouth; dropping hands to her sides, leaning back on right foot to evade Scerbo's answering left; leaning back in with swinging sidearm right up off hip to clap Cassie's jaw. Scerbo stunned, wide eyed: Sarah steps in, hauls right hand off the thigh, stroking Cassie ear-to-chin with limber licking delivery. That's the gist of it: Sarah stalking ramshackle Cassie, stroking/licking/lashing circus-punches off her thighs - torso all willowy and bendy-backed as she pivots 'round her foe. Scerbo passes a fearful gut-check, swaying in the wind all blinking and hurt at bell. PONYLASH! Sarah whirling, delivering her signature across Cassie's already busted-up little face: Scerbo blurting "M-UH!" in incoherent protest.

R2: Cassie regroups, shows great conditioning in rallying from a tremendous lathering. Dukes up, elbows in: Cassie scoots in and out on Sarah - jabbing with her to disrupt taller girl's timing. Scerbo bouncing loud leather off Sarah's ribcage: tart rights and lefts snappy off the bone. Carter legging out, circling wide: eyes narrowed, lips pressed tight...she'd thought this fight was all but over. Round to Scerbo as she becomes the aggressor.

R3: Sarah darting in and out - counter-pouncing her foe here: good springy-legged stuff from both vixens. Blonde ponytails swishing; small-gloved fists snatching and snapping in brisk combinations. Not a lot of clean contact against active footwork/bobbing heads/weaving torsos...but Sarah's getting the best of the touches. Up-jab off the hip helping to steer Cassie around; buggy-whip right hands deployed sidearm into Cassie's tummy freezing Scerbo in peek-a-boo, allowing Sarah to slide past on Italian right flank. Close round to Sarah.

R4: Cassie doubling up her jab - allowing her to close without being potshotted: she's pressurizing Sarah around the ring. Carter loping along the perimeter, getting hounded: she's stopping-and-popping whippy right hands and biting left uppercuts, but Cassie's walking through it. Scerbo scoring to Sarah ribs - turning the punches over palm-down, following through with elbows up and out: Carter's grimacing. Round ends with Sarah stooped over behind her gloves at ropes, shuddering as Cassie parks a trio of hungry hooks in behind the Carter right elbow PIK! PIK! PAK! PONYLASH FOR SARAH! Carter straightening up at the bell, startled by a brush of blonde across her brows as young Cassie shows sass. Walking away, Cassie flashes a bratty over-the-shoulder glance-back at Sarah - Italian eyes a-taunting!

R5: Cassie's been slowly encroaching...now she starts to punish Sarah. Scerbo munching on the Carter ribcage - viciously carving in palm-down lefts and rights, or doubling up hooks behind Sarah's right elbow. Carter grimacing, covering up earmuff, shying away: she's starting to take deep, laboured breaths - walking away at times with hands on hips. Withering two-handed bombardment of slender torso has Sarah's knees bending in spots: she's mouth breathing, rarely offering back as Cassie's pressure proves decisive through 5.

R6: Sarah trapped against ropes early: she desperately issues swishing side to side shoe-shine, trying to buffett Cassie back. Scerbo crouching low, blocking, looking to time Sarah for hooks: Cassie getting outworked, but placing heavy hooking leather onto Sarah's chin. CARTER GOES DOWN! Scerbo finally gets it right, bobbing under a flurry of slapping Sarah lefts and rights, then torquing a torrid left hand to chin: head-swivel Sarah sees her dropped to her buns, back-to-ropes. Carter up, wobbly butt: she's a grim-faced, glassy-eyed beauty getting herself together. Scerbo wades in, eyes staring at Sarah's breastbone: OH THE BODY PUNCHING! Sarah's turn to make a gut check as little Scerbo gets to rippin': Cassie BURYING left hooks behind right elbow; GOUGING right uppercuts to sternum; PUMPING flyweight hup-hup amidships as poor Sarah slumps in ropes. Willowy Foxfire lass survives, but she's shabby, badly wilted at bell: Cassie leans in from Sarah's left flank, depositing a cheap elbow-tip to the pit of Carter's unprotected stomach "GAHH!" Ref pulls Cassie away by elbow, gives her a shake; Foxfire fighters and mgmt up on their feet, howling blue murder at the foul.

R7: Sarah rallies, proving every bit as gutsy as Cassie did earlier. Jabs off the left leg; limber clockwise pivots; feints; sneaky lead right hands off the left leg: Cassie's a confused beauty. Sarah clinching for the first time - employing Muay Thai neck clasps to pull Cassie's head down/spin her around: ref issuing warnings - even wagging a finger in SArah's face at one point. Great boxing round for SArah: she pitches shutout, gets her legs back, continues to bruise up Cassie's pretty face through 7.

R8: Cassie pressing, not wanting to let Sarah off the hook...could be too late. Carter featuring the jab - sticking it while pivoting-left, or double-dipping it while backpedaling. Carter able to deploy buggywhip overhand rights while backpedaling as well: balletic maneuver allows her to lion-tame onrushing Cassie, then sidestep her pretty. Carter setting down occasionally to sting: clapping left hooks stroked ear-to-chin down right side of Cassie's face; swinging sidearm rights clouted hard to left-side jawline of Cassie, staggering her. Bell: Carter dips n' digs an insurance left uppercut to Cassie's midsection late - taking advantage of Scerbo stooping forward behind her mitts. Bleat of hurt from Cassie to no avail as Sarah struts away from ref's imprecations.

R9: Cassie's face very puffy and sore: Sarah gets after it. Carter in forward aspect now - weight planted on left (front) leg: jabs stitching in with a sharp clicking noise; sliding rights off the shoulder kicking Cassie's head back. Scerbo's head movement/footwork breaking down: she's groggy, just crouching forward behind her mitts, facing into dukes. Sarah circling clockwise, chip-chip-chopping away: she bloodies Cassie's nose, blacks her eyes with vicious henpecking. Down the stretch, Sarah fetches Cassie a limber left uppercut to solar plexus - cramping Cassie up with a sob: Sarah shifts-right, buggywhip lashes a right hand in above Italian left hip and CASSIE GOES DOWN! Little Scerbo hacked to all fours: she's blubbering, lips snivelling as Sarah thumps her limber to body. Carter walking past her downed foe, casually knocks right knee against Cassie's left temple en-route - bringing in ref again as Scerbo bleats in protest.

R10: Cassie battles hard - fighting her way through to Sarah's ribcage and ringing it up...but CArter won't be denied. Sarah wheeling and dealing off the left leg - pivoting clockwise - turning Cassie - picking her apart. Oh that left jab - seeking out eyes/nose/mouth - busting Scerbo up, punching her groggy. Sudden reversals of direction put Sarah on Cassie's left flank: vicious buggywhip right hands thump brightly off Scerbo's hip and kidney as Sarah lays 'em in bendy-backed. Bitter two way punching, but Sarah getting the better of it: round ends to Cassie exchanging a left hook to SArah's ribs for a left uppercut to the chin, then staggering back as CArter claps home the choppy inside right to mouth. Bell: Carter fronting on Cassie, woofing at her, refusing to be sidestepped...comes back UD10 Sarah Carter.

After: Barnburner forces both girls to dig deep...Carter prevails with as much heart as skill as Cassie's lightning advance through the division is finally checked. "It's just very difficult for one girl to beat me and Hayden back to back," Sarah says, ribs tensered up for the postfight interview; face puffy. "Cassie matches up tight with Hayd, but I'm longer and more agile: I caught her coming in and really took it to her down the stretch...the kid took the beating of her life tonight, and I couldn't be happier. Cassie Scerbo needed to be stopped, and I stepped up to get her done. Now, we can roll her back from here, and finish the Cassie Scerbo story before it even gets started!"