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5 June 2010 Elisabeth Harnois vs Sienna Miller

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Posted by simguy on 6/5/2010, 8:30 am

BEFORE: "I'm thrilled!" Beth gushes in prefight. "Sienna Miller's one of the best tall flyweights out there - in a class with Naomi Watts or Pene Cruz. For me to be in with that level of fighter...it's more than I could have dreamed even a year ago!" Miller more reserved - quickly ending the warm and fuzzy feel at podium. "This little American nobody battered Gaga and must be made to pay," Sienna says coldly. "Harnois will be punished as an abject lesson to everyone: aggression against one of our fighters will be considered aggression against all. Beth will regret her actions forthwith, and likely will resume her out-of-ring spokeswoman activities going forward." Pink bikini with white pin-dots for Sienna; small white work out mitts; hair loose n' beach-messy. Beth in baby blue bikini top/cobalt cheerleader spanky bottoms; small white workout mitts; spunky ponytail with bangs framing face.

During R1: Beth scoring with dutiful one-twos early - pushing Sienna's chin aside, forcing her to circle/regroup early. Harnois wide-eyed, excited - hopping forward, pushing pace. Sienna sidestepping, changing directions: frowning with concentration, just managing her foe's pressure. Harnois chipping in a pesky double jab to chest - ducking down and hauling 'round a wide right hand to ribs: Sienna scowling, shying away as Beth punches for rangy points through 1.

R2: Beth pushing in more one-twos, forcing Sienna into early retreat: Miller frowning, grumpy. Harnois banks a few more swinging, palm-down right hands in Sienna's ribs behind left elbow: Miller skulking away, furious at Beth's insolent touch. Middle minute - classy jab-and-step routines from Miller take initiative away from Bell: Sienna's left hand threading through defences to find face. Down the stretch - Sienna circling patiently, jabbing at Beth's raised guard: Harnois steps forward onto a jagged little left uppercut fitted clean to solar plexus. Shout of pain, Beth Harnois: Sienna finally sending a jolt down slim American legs through 2.

R3: Aggressive Beth with the jump again - chasing Sienna out of her stance - jabbing and leaning into rangy right crosses. Miller legging away from pressure - slowly circling back to restore order via the jab. Second minute: Sienna jabs; ducks; loops wide right hand into Beth's left flank...stinging lick has Beth hissing through clenched teeth. Down the stretch - Sienna patiently stepping Beth back with an imperious jab, scuffing up Harnois' face. British blonde sideslips the Harnois left jab, making it miss over Miller's right shoulder: DIGGING left uppercut receipt fits like a missing puzzle-piece into Beth's solar plexus, bending her knees in shock. "GUH-H!" sobs Beth: Sienna all bendy backed, smirking hard at the sound.

R4: ANOTHER furious, scooting first minute for Beth: she's chasing after Sienna, spooking her. Once again, Miller composes herself, legging 'round the ring to draw Beth out - slowly jabbing her into compliance. Back in stepping-rhythm - Sienna rotates clockwise around piercing jabs - punishing Beth's face for her impertinence. Down the stretch - Sienna in complete control: Beth lunges in to brawl and pays a terrible price. Dip-n'-dig left uppercut - Sienna's slender left arm rigid - weight on lean left leg as she arches her back to stick mitt to solar plexus. Sob of pain, Beth: knees give way, pitching her to all fours. Miller cold-eyed, looking down on trembling Beth-back as she cruises past: British girl smoldering with satisfaction as Harnois tears pitty-pat against canvas.

R5: Beth dries her eyes, grits her teeth and wins the first minute AGAIN with sheer scrambling pursuit. Miller chased out of her stance: pesky Harnois one-twos and limber-limbed lathering giving Sienna all kinds of trouble. Once again, Miller regains command through middle minute with sleek footwork/punishing stick: Beth forced into rigid peek-a-boo, slowing to a shuffling walk. Miller in forward aspect: right (back) heel up off canvas; weight on left leg...she's pumping out a stiff, pinpricking jab - scraping away on Beth's scalp and guard, keeping her defensive.

R6: Bit of a limber limbed brawl breaks out as Sienna stands ground to take the first minute advantage. Toe-to-toe, sleek-lined beauties trading licks and lashes: Beth landing several wide, stroking rights to British chin soon draws even in the round. Girls scowling, baring teeth: Beth ducks, hauls 'round the right to Sienna's ribs; Miller responds in kind with shoveling right to hated American ribs. Down the stretch, Miller takes command - stepping into Beth with forearms bracing inside Harnois' shoulders to shove her backward. Sienna able to push-n'-punch a startled Beth to ropes, then lathers Harnois' waist a tasty pasting as Beth stands helpless in earmuff.

R7: Brawling sixth definitely has Beth gentled-down: Sienna takes command early with her step-and-poke. Lovely stuff...Miller unhurried - pivoting clockwise 'round her stiff left jab: she's keeping Beth covered up, out on the end of poke. Sienna potshotting - occasionally stooping to stab the jab down into Beth's tight abs; sometimes feathering a light triple jab into Beth's guard, preparatory to a slinging right deployed lusty against frisky American jugs. Shut out Miller: glaring British eye contact as wincing Beth's blinking away tears.

R8: Sienna in forward aspect, showcasing that world-class jab: tough to watch as poor Beth gets her face all chopped up. Harnois turning to her right, encircled by Sienna; Miller's left hand stitching in between Beth's guard - pounding eyes/mouth with all the cruelty of a crow on roadkill. Systematic punishment has Beth breaking down: reactions are slowing; head kicking back more and more frequently as Miller's jab dominates. Midway through Miller ducks off the jab - steers the right hand wide to Sienna's pink ribs...As Miller groans, bends forward behind her mitts - Sienna straightens, arches her back to fit that left uppercut into weary American sternum. Gasping cry, Beth Harnois - she reaches for canvas, lowering herself down all cringing in pain: sweaty Miller tosses hair out of her eyes, strutting to neutral corner all "I'm the boss of her" through 8. Beth bravely waving off the ref during the break, insisting she's good to continue.

R9: Not for the faint of heart: Sienna circling clockwise, patiently jabbing Beth's face like she's chipping paint off a door - poor Harnois too punished to evade much of this. Sienna's lean body hard, sinewy when she tenses to deliver: sticking left hands punch and punch into puffy American face, drawing winces and groans from ringsiders. Camera catches a scowling Carter all arms-crossed and lived: Hayden red-cheeked - shouting "Get her, Beth!" even as Harnois catches fresh leather. Down the stretch, Beth wobbly butt, busted up, hiding behind her mitts: Miller steps-to, grins big, and whirls in rangy, palm-down rights and lefts to aching ribs, beating fresh cries of pain from her foe. Bell: Miller grunting as she pastes TWO extra right hands in behind Beth's left elbow; bodies Sienna back as Carter and Panettiere rush the security line. BREAK: Concerned ref looks over battered Beth: "'m good," she mumbles, eyes punched to slits at this point.

R10: Sienna patiently circling clockwise, working her jab: eyes narrowed in concentration - lips pursing occasionally when she's really digging in on face. Give Beth credit - she's swollen with hurt, broken down and outclassed at this point...but she's turning, keeping her hands up, and down the stretch - she's ANSWERING! Right hand catches Sienna to chin, startling her: Girls trade rangy right uppercuts and hooks, with Beth giving as good as she gets. Beth steps-with a Sienna Miller fade - pushing a tepid right through to Miller's mouth: another rangy exchange sees both blondes land swinging clout to chin...spooking Miller away. Sienna on her toes thereafter, electing not to risk any more exchanges: legs breeze her to the finish line, and a wide UD10 win.

After: Carter, Panny FURIOUS with Miller: Sienna snooty, ignoring the Foxfire flies as her gloves are removed. Harnois surprisingly upbeat in postfight: badly pasted tonight, but going the distance and winning a good number of minutes over the first half - not bad for this stage of her career. "I promised her punishment," Miller shrugs in postfight, rubbing her slender arms like she's chilly, "and Sienna Miller always keeps her promises!" Trachtenburg tweets about Beth from ringsde: "Harnie's face looks like putty!" Ouch.