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23 July 2010 Winona Ryder vs Emma Watson

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Posted by simguy on 7/23/2010, 9:49 am

BEFORE: "I plan to be generous with her," Watson shrugs, all freshly-scrubbed and young at the podium. "As soon as she bends the knee, I shall help her up, and there will be no walking of Winona Ryder, or other humiliations bestowed. That said, should she prove stubborn, I will be very wroth, and that is something Winona Ryder does not wish to see, I promise you!" Ryder rolling her eyes: the Potter chick, lobbing threats! "I'm Winona Ryder," Winona Ryder reminds the press, pointing a thumb at herself for emphasis, "who the hell is this girl to be taking the high-hand with me? Let me tell you something, tramp: I'll beat you six ways from Sunday. I'll take you to ropes and enjoy you until you can't stand it anymore. Wroth? You can take your wroth and cram it: when we get in that ring, you're gonna see some wroth, and baby, you aren't ever going to be that unhappy again!" Watson in baby blue boat-neck sports bra; grey stretch cotton aerobics bikini-cut bottoms; white sneakers with white socks rolled down; small white gloves; hair in prim little battler's bun. Ryder in pink bra and panties; small black gloves; black shoes with white socks rolled down; brown hair loose, tangly.

During R1: Watson peppers Winona bell to bell. Emma not fancy, explosive or overly swift - but she's in textbook boxing attack stance - right hand up at her cheek as she leans into left jabs - pivoting clockwise to turn Winny's right flank. Ryder with dukes at brows, turning - most of Emma's poke dies on the guard, but partial connects being scored to soft white jug, or mouth. Watson working the body in final minute - deploying both hands to cuff paunch with stout authority: Ryder tight lipped/wincing upon receipt.

R2: Ryder busier - getting off from her high guard hand position with chopping little taps, but Emma steals the round with a firm counter-hook midway through, wrenching Ryder onto her left foot on impact. Winny recovers, resumes her offensive, but she's very tentative, just touching her gloves to Emma's defenses as blonde girl takes the round with economy of force.

R3: Ryder offensive fizzles as Emma jabs-and-moves to stall the brunette out...once initiative is hers, Watson goes over to offence. Em getting off to the body with dutiful lefts and rights - beating pale hips and soft tummy with pleasing whacks: nothing devastating, but it's all scoring as Winny stands there behind her high guard. Circling left, Emma able to beat Ryder to punches whenever Winona DOES try to points: Em chopping into Ryder's breasts, or punching her face with pep.

R4: Watson in control bell to bell - circling left, working her jab, turning Ryder on the spot. Winny reluctant to move gloves off her brows...but neither is she moving her torso to change levels, or using her legs to change distance. Result is Emma getting off energetic punches in peppering patterns up and down Winona's front. Unopposed gut punching seems to have Ryder grunting/grimacing by the bell, much to Emma's delight.

R5: Watson stepping, looking dig uppercuts in close: Winona catches her a firm right hand clout to chin to buckle Emma's knees a minute in. Ryder over to offence, hurling wide rights to flank/hip/ear - Emma staggering under pressure, hands in earmuff. Ropes: Watson bleating as she cringes forward, trying to keep her guard in place...snarling Winona ramming in palm-down rights or lefts to either flank; using the left shoulder/chickenwinged elbow to prop and jostle Em into position.

R6: Watson chastised - she's back outside, working behind her jab, circling her older foe at a safe distance. Ryder turning - hands up/elbows in: she's just letting Emma get off with impunity. Watson peppers her foe for points - much of the work dying on Ryder's arms/gloves - but tummy work and wide shots to ears ARE buffetting Ryder to some effect.

R7: Ryder shows aggression: Emma scatters. Doesn't take much to spook Watson...Winona in stepping pursuit this round as Emma scoots hither and yon. Little Britain fluffing shoe-shine combinations before squirting off to the side: Winona just covering up to let the squall blow itself out, then advancing again. Only serious punches landed are the wide, swinging rights deployed to Emma's left flank - often as she's disengaging.

R8: Emma's jab penetrates, punching back Winona's face: Ryder comes undone. Em widens the gap - threading in straight right hands and more lefts - eyes wide as she begins to score in earnest, punching Winona sideways, then driving her to ropes. Ryder bleating in confusion, trying to reorganize, but her heads on a bobble...she's off balance...turning her left side into ropes and cringing as Emma pours one-twos into Ryder's right ear and WINONA'S DOWN! Sudden flop-down to all fours almost a petulant gesture as Ryder gets right back up: ref pushes Watson back to issue 8 count. Resume: Emma's colour high, nostrils flaring...she's frisky as puppies - frolicking on Winona as Ryder sinks into ropes, covers up to soak.

R9: Emma penetrates again - stitching in straight lefts/rights to face, punching Winona off-stance. Ryder visibly discouraged and fatigued...she's stumbling now, hands disorganized as punches dot her skull. Watson steps into her hardest right - punching Ryder stiffly to right cheek: Winona turns to her left, staggering away in confusion as Emma yelps aloud with pleasure. Fight goes to ropes - Watson eagerly lapping away - her own punching getting a little sloppy and wide as she looks to finish. Winona covering up face-in-gloves, sagging against ropes: she's a wretched veteran getting slapped about her head and shoulders to bell.

R10: Watson recovering her discipline, gets back to jabbing-and-turning her moping foe. Ryder still a force-in-being, but she's too tired and discouraged - just turning on the spot, protecting her head, letting gloves hit against her. Emma dutiful - jabbing up and down - pressing lips tight together when she worries Winona's paunch left/right - hooking Winona behind her right elbow while pivoting clockwise. No weight on the shots, but it's all nicely done as Emma simply touches Winona up to bell. UD10 wide, Emma Watson.

After: Watson pretty in victory - smiling brightly, hugging her entourage - she emerges extremely confident from her Winona experience. "Tonight, I best an FCBA veteran to show that I am among the best of the new faces in the sport," Watson announces. "I'm ready for Jamie Lynn Spears; I'm ready for Leighton Meester. Knees will be bent, and tears will be shed, for the time of Emma Watson is at hand!"