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10 June 2010 Lucy Hale vs Leighton Meester

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Celebrity Boxing After Dark

Posted by simguy on 6/10/2010, 9:32 am

BEFORE: Leighton's apoplectic: Lucy's retained Sarah Carter for general training and Meester-busting counsel. "This is the last straw," Meester fumes in prefight. "They're going to have to change the name of Lucy's lame show to Pretty Little Quitters once I'm done. Lucy - I was just going to punish you, but bringing Sarah here makes this war. Prepare to be battered!" Hale taking the podium all stubborn and unflustered: she's refusing to be intimidated. "Actually, we're changing the name of my awesome show to 'Pretty Little Punchers'," Lucy quips - causing Leighton to cross her arms in a huff, glaring daggers at Sarah. "With Sarah teaching me about carbs and stuff - and pinpointing all of Leighton's weaknesses - I guarantee I'll give Meester hell in this fight! I'm tuff, and I don't back down: Leighton's going to regret bullying me BIG time!" Black bikini with gold-clip fastens at hips for Leighton; small black work out mitts; short UGG boxing booties. Lucy in pink bandeau with ruffled top; small black work out mitts; tan high-top boxing moccasins with fringes and pom-pom tassles. Girls seething and pouting at each other during stare-down...when ref directs 'touch 'em up' - Leighton shouts "NEVER!" to which Hale responds: "Whatever!" causing Leighton to snarl "Shut up!" which gets a "Make me!" from Hale. Fight delayed as pretty little scrappers scuffle...ref rolling his eyes, wondering what he did to deserve this assignment.

During R1: Pasting for Leighton - little Lucy all over her rival like a box of puppies. Leighton swatted and buffetted about the head and shoulders; chased to ropes and scoured; punched repeated right hands in the tummy...Meester just awash in Lucy early. Leighton hurt by a clean right hand to chin midway through - Hale wide eyed - leaning in with all her body weight to slam Meester's head hard to starboard: Leighton taking with shut-tight eyes and pursed lips. Down the stretch - lathering abuse along ropes has Leighton whining in tight earmuff: series of wide right roundhouses whacking the ribs has Meester cramping up in shock. Lucy's shoe-poms bouncing about as she steps and slugs - pretty little puncher indeed! Bell: Lucy hooting, jumping around like she's just knocked out Mish Williams...she rushes into Sarah's open arms for a huge hug. Meester more than flustered - storming back to her corner and heaping abuse on her peeps.

R2: Leighton foiled again - pestered by flicking Lucy jabs, then lathered about the flanks/forced to cover up peek-a-boo. Meester stabilizing in behind her mitts, but glistening ribcage pinking up nicely under frothy lathering of Hale lefts and rights. Lucy baring pretty little teeth - bouncing both hands off Leighton, slender limbs shivering on whacking contact. Meester stumbling about...just too much pesky volume coming at her to respond. Bell: Leighton blinking back tears of frustration, stamping a furious foot in petulant rage; Hale beaming, skipping back to her corner. During the break - Sarah audibly tells Hale Leighton's confused and discouraged, and to "give her one right in the trunks!" to keep Meester "rolling downhill". Lucy obviously conflicted - making a wide eyed 'gulp' face at Sarah's shocking instructions.

R3: Hale tentative off her stool...second guessing her instructions: Leighton finally takes initiative. Meester circling Hale, jabbing her, then minute mark sees Leighton close, hook the trunks to bunch Hale up with a shout. Crowd booing; Leighton's teeth bared, eyes blazing as she sweeps right hand hammer-fists across Lucy's exposed kidneys. Hale stumbling, trying to form-up: Leighton circling clockwise, pin-pointing jabs, turning confused prey. Meester slick n' precise outside - turning Lucy - keeping the jab on her - mixing in the odd spicy right/tidy left hook combo to keep Hale wobbling. Bell: snarling Leighton checks Lucy's trunks a late left hook, bunching Hale up in pain. Leighton strutting to her corner with hands in the air so ref can see she did nothing wrong.

R4: Hale furious - rocketing out of her corner like her stool is an ejection seat. Leighton quickly pasted into compliance: Meester squealing, covering up as Hale's small mitts beat and bounce off Meester-meat. Lathering right hands under the breastline have Leighton whining, turning to her right and stumbling to ropes - Hale hot upon her. Lucy a sight: eyes blazing - poms bouncing about her ankles - legs widespread and taut as she switches punches onto Leighton. Not all that accurate but blanketing effect of the lather has Meester all but helpless, sponging punches along ropes.

R5: More Hale just pouring the leather to Leighton - chasing her all around the ring. Meester gritting her teeth - fists tight at her temples: she's trying to stand her ground, but there's too much Lucy coming at her. Hale effervescent - bouncing fists off Leighton's prepared defences, then setting to lather right hands across ribcage beneath the jugline. Meester scrubbed to ropes, scoured along them: Sarah laughing, loving the sight of Leighton vexed. Bell: Hale's furious pasting causes her to land a little late...she's immediately apologetic - touching at Leighton and bowing: SEETHING HOOK, LEIGHTON MEESTER! Clean to chin - Hale's eyes rolling back into her head for a second - little legs stamping for balance...ref rushes in to break it up as Lucy's suddenly a-swoon.

R6: Leighton hooking Lucy hard to liver: jolting blast cramps Hale up, bunching her forward behind her mitts. Leighton tight-lipped, cold-eyed: she pounds right hands across Lucy's kidneys, buckling Hale's knees. Pushing Lucy upright by her shoulders, Leighton steps into a stiff hook amidships: Hale shouting out "OH!" with lips pursed/eyes shut tight. Lucy driven ropeside: Leighton hooks the trunks to sit Hale in strands - cleverly shielding the infraction with her body. Clean hook digs at Hale's sternum - Leighton punching off her left (lead) leg, deflating energetic little foe. Trade in hooks goes Leighton's way as both girls try for chin: Lucy sags against ropes with dazed eyes. Meester refreshes Lucy's jugs with a frisky little shoe-shine: cruel veteran leather buffing defiant ingenue rack. Lucy fading fast, but slugging...she loads up a right, but gets beat to the punch - Leighton's right landing to jaw a split-second before. Hale's right sails - big brown eyes flutter shut as right knee gives way...splashdown Lucy Hale as she sprawls out on her right side, rolling to belly in stupor. Leighton screaming down, face all red and enraged...ref bodies her back as poor Hale sleeps through a 14 count. KO6 in haphazard fashion - Leighton Meester.

AFter: Furious Meester over to Lucy's corner - met by Sarah C...who promptly gives way with a "be my guest" gesture towards a distraught Lucy Hale. Leighton wrenching Hale up off her stool, giving her a good shake by her arms, then pulling her about: stunned Lucy crying from the beating, the walk, and Sarah's apparent betrayal as Carter's exiting the ring without a backward glance. Good effort for Lucy ends in heartbreak: she takes 4 of 6 rounds, but can't handle the rough-stuff as Leighton struts triumphant.