UNIFIED WELTERWEIGHT TITLE

Posted by Simguy on 1/20/2007, 7:56 am.

Before: Comeback-Queen Loken the most dominant vixen in the game today--but she’s still looking for more. “I want to start knocking girls out again,” grins the champ in preflight. “Stretching a girl out cold, on her back--that’s a real thrill and I want to get back to that. I’ve flattened this division--I’ve broken the collective will of these girls to resist me. Now I’ve gotta go through the line up and lay ‘em all down--I want to rule with an iron fist--you know?”

Former champ Wilson eager for her shot--she’s solved Loken before and firmly believes she will again. “Krissy’s ripe for the plucking,”: Torrie assets at the podium. “She’s had a hell of a run, but when you really look at her recent fights--she could easily be .500 or worse, I don’t see a dominant champ--I see a very, very fortunate girl who’s made the most of her opportunities. I see the kind of girl who gets beat by Torrie Wilson.”

Torrie in silver/white bikini, white gloves. Kristanna in cobalt bikini (belted bottoms), white gloves.

During 1,2,3,: Lots of picturesque stalking, walking, gnashing of teeth, glaring. Both women working behind heavy jabs, patiently shelling each other, then diving in with purposeful right hands to execute beefy punch-n’-clutch. Muscular struggling as big women embrace, body each other to ropes, making each other take weight until ref’s breaks. Loken just a smidge better each and every round: jab’s a little crisper, more accurate; Torrie’s finishing up most of the sequences with her back to the ropes, held down by Kris; Loken’s punishing the body better--getting after Torrie’s waist fat strapping rights and lefts, then clobbering jugg when available. Three rounds to love to open the fight for Loken: she’s systematically breaking Torrie down old-school.

R4: Loken’s been working hard to put a thunderclap right hand on Torrie’s chin: gets it there at the minute mark of this round. Wilson shook to her toes, knees buckling--she wobbly-butts away from Kris with stricken expression, stumbling into ropes for support. Big-woman beat down, Loken to Wilson: Krissy spends the final minute squared away strong, palming and shoving up on Wilson to maintain effective punching distance. Wilson blubbering, pushing back at Loken; holding hands up; crossing arms against body and stooping forward--Torrie just a big beautiful blonde taking a shivering straight-arm wallop slamming at Wilson’s flanks; merciless, smearing right hands pushed in on bulging Playmate jugg to finally free up Torrie’s tears. Bell: Loken steps back deeply satisfied, nodding appreciatively as she looks over blubbering blonde rubble.

R5: Wilson stiffens! Torrie refusing to punk--she sucks it up, bats mitts together coming off her stool and takes the fight to Kris Loken. Torrie still engaging in punch-n’-clutch tactics off the jab, but now very forceful with it--wrapping Loken up, driving her to legs with feet a-stamping, backside a-jumping. Spirited stuff--Loken hitting the ropes hard, time and time again, head whip lashing, mouth open. Torrie’s landing some big right hands over the top as she’s rushing in, then smothering the receipts: Krissy looking off balance, a little tossed around this round. Down the stretch, girls flat footed, poking jabs--both loop-in right hands over the top, but it’s Krissy catching; deep knee bend, Loken--she straightens as Torrie barrels in, Wilson stampeding Loken to ropes, pushing into her, then dropping the right foot back for punching leverage, Taste of her own medicine for Krissy as Torrie unleashes, ravaging the champion’s long, glossy flanks at the bell.

R6: Wild, pell-mell slugging--both beauties stumbling off balance as they over-commit on huge right hands--both carrying hands at tummy height when not engaging. Seething, hurt looks all around--both women disheveled, rocked by the power of the other--both responding with crowd-pleasing desperation., not as much clinching--girls are loading up and whaling, staggering around--falling into each other by accident rather than by design, Hurting Krissy a little more skillful than Hurting Torrie--Loken able to take Wilson to ropes, able to land a little more and a little better--Krissy takes a tempestuous wild-west sixth.

R7:  Bared teeth< flashing eyes--just the hint of exhaustion: big beauties circle flat footed, stalking each other, jabbing into offending chest to locate the enemy. Patient now, both girls frowning with concentration, Both landing a singular sweeping right hand wide to body--flat, thudding blasts drawing grimaces--each absorbing her punishment in turn. Minute mark, it all happens so quickly, Loken misreading the play, poses perfectly as Torrie comes over the top with her right hand: glorious head-swivel Kris, her hands motionless at her chest, body still as she sponges hardest punch of the fight. LOKEN GOES DOWN! Crowd erupting to its feet as Krissy is dashed to her back, hair strewn across her face, lips parted--SHE’S OUT! Torrie blinking in stupor, not immediately understanding, then breaking into hysterical tears, jumping up-and-down like a big-girl Jessica Simpson. KO& for the winner and NEW welterweight champ--Torrie Wilson!

After: She’s done it before, she does it again--Torrie Wilson lays Kris Loken low with an hellacious overhand right ro upset FCBA hierarchy. Wilson tugging her hands free of her gloves, pushing sweaty blonde locks out of her eyes--she stomps back over to Krissy just as Loken’s being brought around on her back--Torrie shoos officials out of the way and HIT’S A JUMPING BIG-SPLASH ON POOR HELPLESS KRISTANNA! Loken lurching semi-consciously under the impact--breath exhaling in a wailing “UHHHH!” as big Playmate body crushes down. Grinning Torrie up on one kneel pointing to Loken’s stunned face, bellowing “THANK YOU FOR COMIN’!” before rattled officials can bundle the new champ off. (NOTE Rachel Hunter’s breathless challenge in the partials to the winner of this contest. The winner being Torrie Wilson, of course, Kris got KO’d.)

Reposted by Archer 12/7/10.