Posted by simguy on 11/19/2010, 8:18 am

BEFORE: Hurley an active if peripheral figure in the fight scene: swimwear line furnishing celebrities with signature combative gear; financial aid assisting chosen fighters in America and abroad...Ryan represents a rare step back into a competitive role for Liz. "It's been too long," Liz says at podium, dazzling as ever. "I felt that I left at the top of the sport, and as I've seen things develop, I feel that I'm still there! Jeri is wheezing to the finish line these days: it seems only too appropriate that I should put the finishing touches to her!" Ryan anxious for a win, but conscious also of the need to make hot fights: coaxing Liz Hurley back into the ring a stroke of genius for the blonde strong-woman. "Hurley was always one of the best, sneakiest, hottest fighters out there, so it's natural for fans to want to see us together. Her game - so dependent on timing and reflexes - has surely dulled, and that's my advantage. Punches that would have missed her a few years ago are going to land in this fight. We'll finally get to see what Liz Hurley is really made of!" Hurley in a signature original neon orange bikini with ring connections; black gloves; long light brown hair loose. Ryan in black velvet bikini - ring connected top/boy leg bottoms; black gloves; long blonde hair up, ringlets framing face.

During R1: Liz in southpaw stance - right foot forward - hands cupping her face/elbows pressed together at sternum - she's showing a Winky Wright style V front. Ryan in conventional, left-foot-forward stance...she's steppin' to, reaching back and to the side with her right - pitching that baby in on Hurley's bod to open with a bang. Hurley blocking with elbows/arms, answering back hammer-drop style chopping right jabs - leaning in to chop-drop the left hand down onto Ryan as well. Ryan circling left - using her jab to keep Hurley covered up - hunting for jug via straight-thrusting right hands. Hurley rotating clockwise with Jeri - cuffing blonde jugs little left hands out of the V: both girls rack-proud, and looking to humble the other's chest. Spicy, leggy stuff as girls fight a turning duel midring... Liz blocking a lot of shots and landing tart counters, but Ryan's offensive posture makes her the aggressor.

R2: Ryan showing a lot of leg - loping to her left, turning Liz' right shoulder. Brunette in tight V, bending/rolling at the waist, stalking, but kept defensive by Ryan's popping left jab. Minute in, Jeri drops a straight right in off the jab - penetrating - knocking Liz' face straight back and driving her ropeside! Ryan wading in, but cautious - knows Liz can fight off ropes: cat-and-mouse develops as Jeri lays intelligent siege. Strong, popping jabs pound the V front - Jeri prepping the area, then driving in stiff right hands, placing them with nail-precision body/head. Mostly straight-punches from Ryan, but the occasional wide, clubbing assault designed to punish Hurely's arms. Brunette rolling in the pocket, offering back drop-chop receipts with either hand, but basically concerned with safety first.

R3: Liz pawing out the right jab, measuring Ryan... sudden, shooting straight left leaps off Liz' shoulder, punching Ryan's face and BLONDE GIRL DOWN! Jeri stumbling backward, sitting down in shock: she's up quick but goggle-eyed, well-smote by crafty Liz. Hurley wading in after the 8: Jeri woozy at ropes, looking to tie up; Hurley looking to land more crushing left hands. Ryan sponging up her fair share of chin-music - weathering it well - wrapping Hurley up for ref's breaks. Down the stretch, Liz reaches right hand round Jeri's back, steps into her with booming lefts tummy-and-tits. Jeri gasping, slugged to a seat in ropes - her left hand around Hurley's back, looking to swap rights for Liz' marauding lefts. Liz on top - way better position for this sort of thing: fearful toll taken upon Ryan's jugs, belly as Liz crowds close, crams in short-lefty.

R4: Ryan tentative, standing out on the end of Hurley's jab: Briton goes to work. Liz stepping counterclockwise - hammer-dropping right jabs onto Jeri's face, or slap-chopping the top of that heaving cleavage. Stepping in, Liz can chop-drop her left to left side of Ryan's scuffed-up face, or drag a wide left sidearm into Jeri's stomach. Ryan's curvy legs holding her up - she's taking a great shot, but really getting touched up here. Liz in her element, bamboozling a bewildered blonde, pulling ahead on cards through 4.

R5: Jeri remembering her magnificent legs - orbiting clockwise to turn Hurley midring. Jeri jabbing - pounding away on the V front, keeping Liz' guns holstered. Straight right hands a constant threat - Liz fearful of the power, keeping her face well protected as her output plummets. Ryan dropping her right hand down, leaning in to swing sidearm rights LOUD to body: often blocked on Hurley's elbows, but occasionally splashing onto tummy, hip, or rib to good effect. Bell: smouldering eye contact made, Ryan to Hurley as Jeri evens up the fight with work ethic.

R6: Ryan penetrates with an early straight right - punching Hurley's face back off her gloves, driving brunette ropeside. Jeri besieges the pocket at ropes - spending the entire second minute pounding Hurley's flanks/hips/arms - pancaking Hurley into ropes and compressing her whenever Liz tries to clinch. Final minute - Liz mouthbreathing, hair in her eyes... she's tired, and RYAN WANTS RACK! Jeri reaching in, wrestling apart Liz' guard, then CLOBBERING the classiest jugs in Britain - Ryan just in there greedy, scrubbing fists side to side - using forearms to push Liz upright and deny clinches. Hurley sobbing aloud: largely successful jug-mugging leaves her rack trembling in shock...Jeri's still at it after the bell, prompting referee intervention.

R7: Loud, sidearm right takes Hurely in the gut...she grimaces, moves to her right as Jeri walks her down. Jabs pound the V front, keeping Hurley defensive: another sidearm right whacks across the waist, drawing a pained look from Liz. Hurley shuffling to her right, hoping to walk Jeri into a left hand: Ryan loads up the sidearm, then alters trajectory, CRASHING THROUGH TO CHIN INSTEAD! Hurley cringing forward to receive a bodyshot - she never sees the punch smash through her mitts and detonate on her jaw! Hurley switched off - legs stiff - torso bends forward as she's sitting backward, then she sprawls onto her back all jugs a-sloshing in KO'd splendor. Gorgeous one-punch KO7, Jeri Ryan.

After: Ryan struts once around her sleeping foe, smirking at the sight: classic style match up goes the puncher's way as Jeri's prefight comments prove prophetic. "She was there for me," Jeri says, face scuffed and puffy from Hurley's chopping fists. "I was getting in up top because of the body work, but I was right: she's definitely not the same girl who frustrated Ali Landry all those years ago. She's hurt - I really got a good one in on her... better go see if she's OK." HBO quick to slap in Swan Lake tape as Jeri's wandering over to the Hurley corner: no telling what Ryan's likely to do with a helpless jug-rival.