PARTIAL REPORT

Posted by Simguy on 5/11/2007, 6:45 am.

Sofia in electric blue bikini top; horizontal white/baby blue barred bottoms; white gloves-long tangly black locks.

Traci in hot pink bikini; white gloves

KO3 Vergara

Seriously--when two blatantly hot, exotic creatures without a trace of subtlety to their beauty take the ring in bikinis--does anyone really care who wins? HBO’s banking on Sofia’ brazen appeal and crowd-pleasing willingness to get hit, by signing her to an exclusive contract with the intent of matching her in dangerous slugging brawls to open FCBA PPV cards. Investment seems smart money after this heart pounding encounter produced 8 knockdowns (5 against Sofia, 3 against Traci) in 3 jam-packed heats before Bingham’s legs gave way for the final time.

Swinging from her hips and stepping into Bingham with vigor-Sofia managed to bludgeon the Baywatch vixen to her back 30 seconds into the first with a right to the jaw--but by round’s end--Traci’s wide, wiping rights and lefts would hammer Vergara to the canvas in equally electrifying fashion. With Sofia tilting in stupor--out on her feet--Bingham cleaned up savagely on the most impressive rack since Dian Parkinson’s. leaving the crowd screaming with enthusiasm at the bell.

Mayhem continued in the second as another roaring Vergara overhand right blasted Bingham to the canvas--and once again, Traci summoned unusual courage in shaking off the KO, rolling off her back and scrambling to her feet to continue. In moments, Sofia was hurt again, blundering forward into Bingham’s lusty, wide open slugging and soon, the zaftig Latina was sent pitching  face-first to canvas as Traci simply couldn’t miss with shellacking swings. Teeth bared, and her own impressive breasts seething--Bingham poured it to woozy Sofia at the ropes, battering Vergara stooped, clobbering every last square inch of those hulking hooters en route to producing her fourth knockdown of the Colombian Sensation. Spluttering and blubbering--Vergara found the will to climb the ropes and stand swaying ion the spoit--taunted viciously from across the ring by a shrill, jiggling Traci B.

Oh, the third. Standing, planting and winging--white gloves bounced off dusky shoulders, scalps, jugs and torsos in a senseless exchange of murderous leather. Vergara was soon loosened--her punches waving and powerless as Traci keyed on Colombian chin, battering Sofia to her back for the 5th time at the minute mark of the third. Stunned, out of it--Vergara pulled herself together at the ropes and a bouncy Traci B immediately bodied-up to smother and maul her opponents into extinction. And then--with the girls brawling tummy to tummy--Sofia managed to cram a crook-armed left hook in behind Traci’s left elbow--Vergara punching the flat of her knuckles in deep--and that was it for Bingham. Sobbing out and wilting to the canvas to lie cringing on her back--Traci hugged her torso and bawled in defeat--knees drawn up as the 10 count passed her by. Ironically, the shortest, most compact blow of the fight decided matters, in amongst a wild melee of whaling, looping power shots from well outside.

The comparison of Vergara to Parkinson is apt--with Sofia possible a little braver than the Punching Playmate, and maybe a little stronger. Like Dian, Sofia’s a sensational curvy power puncher who goes out on her shield, or demoralizes the opponent with sloppy hurt--there is no middle ground. She’s the FCBA’s Butterbean, only way., way, way better.

Reposted by Archer 6/18/10.