Posted by Simguy on 9/19/2008, 7:07 am.

Before: Casta finding work as a gate work these days--turning back young hopeful Abbie Cornish and hoping to do the same with young Palicki. “I’m staying busy,” pretty French girl shrugs sadly in prefight. “I fight my fights, I win--hopefully it will soon be recognized that I am still a formidable force in boxing. Adrianne has done well to get this far, but she has never met such and experienced and balanced competitor as myself. I hope to overwhelm her, yes?” And win in spectacular fashion.” Palicki chomping at the bit--young Adrianne in with a former champ and current Krusher: she’s come a long way from TV-fighter obscurity. “Everything’s happening so fast,” Adrianne admits in prefight. “My management is moving me quickly--I fight often so I don’t have to spar as much--I’m loving how they’re handling my career. Fighting a Krusher big-woman is kind of a milestone, you know? They’re sort of the gold-standard for the heavier weight classes, so I know that Laetitia’s coming in strong and well-prepared sas she ever has been. can’t wait--it’s going to be a donnybrook for sure!” Adrianne in white tankini with ring-connected bottoms; white gloves. Laetitia in basic black, hair up in beach bun; black gloves. Casta startles Palicki during ring instructions when she moves in to kiss one of Adrianne’s cheeks.

During R1: Adrianne setting up wide-stance, midring, popping stick. ‘Tish weaving side to side, bending at the waist--patiently working her way in. Palicki dropping right hands: ‘Tish slips ‘em, steps inside, hooks ribs in response. Casta systematic--showing respect with plenty of head movement and responsible de3fence--she takes her time getting inside, then answering heavy to the midsection. ‘Tish lowering her head, bunching her shoulders--she’s SLAMMING away to the waist--big, beefy rights and lefts--loud spank off the gut of muted thumps coming from blonde ribs, Adrianne frowning, giving ground, trying to walk Laetitia onto the right uppercut without success late. Ringside: Charlize Theron in heartpounding red cocktail dress laughing on camera, nodding--enjoying herself while perhaps scouting future comp.

R2: AP resumes her jabbing offensive, looking to establish distance: Casta won’t have it.  Laetitia weaving her way inside Adrianne’s reach, then ripping her to the body. Nothing rushed in French woman’s approach: very smooth, calm on her way in, bringing her feet with her, getting close, then getting off with thick, withering leverage. ‘Tish popping her hips, keeping elbows in as she beats blonde waist compact rights and lefts. Palicki starting to mouth breathe, ashen-faced as Casta digs in. minute and a half in--steady Casta work and constant Palicki misses starting to add p: ADRIANNE GOES WOBBLY BUTT! Palicki gasping, giving ground--corner screaming for her to clinch, but she’s afraid  to extend her arms as Casta’s leaning in close, constantly on the body, ‘Tish just BRINGING it--methodical, thumping stuff--no rushing: Casta setting herself, ripping right/left, then resetting--pushing AP off with the left elbow if necessary. Crowd screaming as Palicki’s crippled, unable to answer late: young blonde SO brave in not going down as she’s hammered to the breaking point at the bell. 10-9 Casta without the knockdown: you’d never know if fro her stoic, focused expression during the break.

R3: More bodywork for Adrianne: Casta’s found what she wants early, Stalking pressure from Laetitia--she’ll jab when she has to, just to get inside. Taller girl grunting, jerking forward in pain: “Tish’s fists bouncing off ribs, digging up gut; ‘Tish’s shoulder bumping younger girl back to be walked don. Palicki mouth breathing, in obvious agony: she’s refusing to go down, often stepping back and trying to walk Laetitia onto the right uppercut. Pays for it when Casta loops an overhand right to chin, timing Palicki’s right uppercut: blonde girl loosens, stumbles back into ropes rather than falling to her knees. Dreadful beating at the ropes ensues: Palicki jerking and grunting as her torso is pounded. Young blonde just not tying up much past cupping hands at Laetitia’s ears on occasion. Another 10-8 without knockdown, Tish Casta.

R4: Casta wades in, slops way to body. Palicki damaged goods, but firming: she’s leaning forward. Lifting punches up into Laetitia’s midsection for the first time, giving her a taste of her own medicine. Shoulder to shoulder, methodical bump-n’-slug. Casta more compact--her head’s underneath Palicki’s chin for the most part--Tish fighting off Adrianne’s chest with good position gets the better of a workmanlike 4th. BREAK: Palicki on her stool, has her hands outstretched onto shoulders of her trainer as she’s taking deep breaths, Audio picks up Adrianne gasping: “I’m hurting..”

R5: Casta in off her jab, dragging a sumptuous right roundhouse into Adrianne’s waist to renew the offensive. It’s brunette driving on blonde--getting low, bashing away at torso and tummy. Palicki gurgling--pushing heels of her hands onto Casta’s shoulders to ward her off--but French girl won’t be pushed off. Adrianne growing stiff, sluggish--pushing on Casta or covering up face-in-gloves as ‘Tish beats her to the body. Slow, wandering pace--Palicki retreating, Casta walking her down. Thudding ham hands continue to hump off ribs, and waist until finally, Adrianne sinks to one knee. it’s over--Adrianne crying, crippled, unable to rise again. Laetitia glancing down, making sure of Adrianne, then strutting past all sultry French disdain. KO% in gut wrenching fashion--Laetitia Casta.

After: Casta chops tall Adrianne down: withering body attack among the many weapons at French veteran’s disposal. Palicki grimacing as her ribs are tensered up in-ring: creeping paralysis simply overwhelmed young blonde--Adrianne just unable to adjust before it was too late. “She was stupid with pain from the first round,” Casta explains with a shrug, “She was too hurt to make good decisions, All she could do was suffer until her legs gave way. C’est ca.”

Reposted by Archer 10/16/10.