PARTIAL REPORT

Posted by Simguy on 1/18/2007, 6:44 am.

Cindy in crimson silk bikini
Rachel in white bikini

KO9 Rachel Hunter

Battling MILFs knew coming in that Kristanna had thinned the ranks of top contenders and that Welterweight was rapidly becoming a wild-west division. Still sexy, still big, and still bitter rivals in their own right--Cindy and Rachel approached this contest as though it were a title-tilt--knowing that just one good win cdould catapult either into contention. Most pundit anticipated a continuation of the brutal Crawford-dominated series to be hard-fought and ultimately Cindy-centric, with hunter playing the part of valiant, though outclassed "opponent". Rachel had other ideas, giving the beautiful Cindy C just maybe the worst one-sided beating of her legendary career.

The writing was on the wall early in this oine when Rachel flat out-boxed the generally more stylish and technically superior Crawford over the first three heats. Working patiently, stepping carefully behind a telephone-pole jab--Hunter systematically halved the ring, then quartered it, then tightened the noose further, hounding Cindy into a telephone-booth sized patch of canvas near the Crawford corner. Cindy seemed sullen, tentative, cranky that her jab was being suppressed and unwilling to take any risks to renegotiate. Rachel completed a brutal inventory of Cindy's toned arms, strong ribcage and tender breasts, pulverizing Crawford in these stanzas, softening her up for the next--and ulitimately decisive--stage of the campaign.

With Crawford shopworn and ounished, there was nothing to stop Rachel from bodying up and pouring herself at her wilting brunettel, Wave after wave of blonde tummy, chestr and shoulder broke upon Cindy's battered shores, pancaking Crawford to ropes, marauding and ravaging her until desultory clinches brought the ref in, When Cindy tried to push-and-spin clear--Rachel tied up and forced Crawford back into ropes, spilling the brunette awkwardly into the corners. Throughout the constant pressing of supermodel bodies, there was trhe smashing, heavy handed punching that constantly drummed at an increasingly threadbare Cindy. Rachel plowed jug as never before, bludgeoning Crawford's breasts side to side while Rachel's untouched melons seemed to perk up happy and smug in their cups. Rachel strapped heavy right/left shellack to tanned tummy, bunching Cindy up with throttled cries of pain: Hunter would then reach in and chest up, bodying the brunette upright for more. Whenever Cindy leaned out over her feet--Rachel would ride her forearms heavy across Crawford's sweat-tacky upperback, pushing the brunette to her knees and earning repeated warnings, Sweeping, crude roundhouses took Cindy in glossy flanks, crippling her, and brutal, clubbing blows to the face poiunded a shiny patina of hurt onto Crawford's classic features. the face that had launched a thousand magazines was worn, puffy, the eyes swollen and  bleak after 6 merciless rounds on Rachel.

With the possible exception of Charlize Theron, there is no prouder or more vain creature in the FCBA than Cindy Crawford, despite nearby fabs begging her to stop, and similar pleas from her own corner--Crawford would struggle up off her stool and reel once more into battle to start the seventh round. There was too much Rachelo in front of her tonight, but Crawford simply wouldn't accept it: grimly, the brunette continued to offer herself up rather than submit or go down to her tormentress.

And Rachel Hunter was only too glad to oblige. Visibly tiring after 7 thudding rounds of battering Cindy--Hunter slowed her pace, continued to body Crawford heavily to ropes and continued to pound the body while conserving strength for the occasional monster-clout against Cindy's head. In the 8th, Condy began giving up the right hands to her jaw that woulod effectively end the fight, but still she refused to give in--getting cranked, going limp, and stubbornly willing herself to absorb more.

Flashbulbs captured the moment in the ninth round: a sad Craeford jab pushed hopelessly out while Rachel leaned inside it and plowed her thundering right hand clean to chin.Cindy's head tossed raggedly right as her body relaxed and finally, mercifully, her legs gave way, spiulling down Rachel's right side, Crawford pooled face-first to the canvas--as badly beaten as she ever had been in 20 odd years of feminine combat.

A stunned and jubilant Rachel Hunter would waste no time calling out the winner of Loken/Wilson, but in truth, if it turns out that Rachel's fists are to be the ones that hammer Cindy Crawford into retirement? Then Rachel Hunter's career legacy mya just have been made tonight.

Reposted by Archer 6/7/10.