Posted by Simguy on 12/1/2006, 7:22 am.

Before: Farrell officially out of retirement, citing a weak welterweight division as the reason for her comeback. “Kristanna’s the only one who can box,” Terry asserts, :and she’s a very beatable champion. I just see a bunch of girls  KNOW I can handle, and it’s just stupid for me to hang ‘em up when I’ve got another belt or two in me.”

Warren grabbing headlines in weeks leading up to red-carpet altercation with Adriana Lima--Lima winding up face-first in a bowl of cheese-dip for an insolent “mailroom” comment directed at Estella--HISC blonde surlier than usual regarding the incident. “Listen--I am not a joke,” Warren spits  in pre-fight, eyes flashing. “I sure as hell don’t have to stand for any crap from Lima or her bytchy little friends. I’m talent--real talent in the ring. I’m kicking the hell out of Terry I this fight--maybe that’ll shut some of you clown up!”

Warren in black SI bikini, long blonde curls, Terry in bright tropical/Hawaiian print bikini (reds/oranges/whites), twist-tied top, long brown battle braid.

Staredown: Farrell wearing a headscarf to match her bikini during ring instructions (not for the fight): Warren refuses to touch gloves, leaving Terry with hands outstretched.

During R1: Strong, pulsing jabs--both girls exploring each other’s faces and upper chests. Sliding set-piece footwork--patient clockwise rotation midring. Right hands tight to cheeks; left hands delivering popping poke--heads of both vixens jerking back in bright, tangy exchanges. Third minute--Terry blinks first; Farrell finally stepping out, using her legs to lope the ring--Warren stalking, lips set hard, eyes glittering as she walks Farrell down. Estella’s sustained aggression/forward posture gives her a close first.

R2: More face-jabbing please: both girls pushing off the balls of right feet, really slamming away left hands up top. Warren’s nose bloodied in first minute as Terry pumps away, Farrell’s nose bloodied soon thereafter as Estella stands in, continuing to face the music in order to play her own tunes on Terry. Once again, it’s Farrell disengaging after 2 minutes of circling, steady bombardment--Terry’s face pink and sore-looking from all that Estella. Warren walking Terry down--jab increasingly authoritative as Farrell’s no longer stepping into hers. Final moments--jarring one-two sees Warren’s right hand land straight, short n’ sharp to point of Terry’s chin--SITTING FARRELL DOWN! Pinpoint detonation--Terry sitting upright, shaking her head to clear it, pushing up off her hip as smoldering Estella struts purposefully to neutral corner.

R3: Tasty: Girls lean in close behind guards, trade short right hands to tummies, then trade brisk left hooks up top--tart exchange puts both girls blinking on respective heels. Jab still the primary weapon--both vixens determined to break the other down with steady pounding left hands--but more power shots creeping in as girls take turns leaning in to drop right hands and hooks. Costly stuff--both getting banged up--but Terry willing herself to stand in and get the better of it, finally forcing Estella to disengage and take a walk-around late, Farrell’s round, but very expensive--Warren seemingly taking the abuse better than her older foe.

R4: Warren up tempo as per fight plan: sort Terry out through 3, then turn up the heat. Estella’s jab pounding past terry’s defences now, really busting up Farrell’s face, stunning and pre-empting her. Warren leaning in behind a tight guard, digging the short right to the body, then clouting the tidy hook to head as she shifts weight to right (back) foot: Farrell staring back at this, no longer able to answer in kind. Terry covering up at temples more often--tentative with her punches thanks to the slamming rain of Warren’s tireless jab--brunette starting to look a little shopworn and drained. Latter half the round sees Estella shake Terry with a variety of hard shot--brunette buttons badly loosened as she staggers to her stool for the bell.

R5: Farrell discouraged--face puffy, lips parted--dukes are up,  but she’s not crisp, not punching. Farrell covering up and looking to clinch, but can’t come forward against Estella’s jab--Warren establishing Air Supremacy with poke, now just picking and choosing bits of Terry to work on. Right hand to midsection a favourite--Terry curling slightly forward around the punch, eyes wincing shut--she’s right there for the follow-on hook as Estella clips it clean. Warrens legs springy, tanned as she steps lively left--getting off in lanky combination--now just stroking and clouting her beleaguered foe, Final minute--straight hand short to the button knocks Terry’s face back: she’s staring, stunned, helpless as her hands drop a smidge, Warren with a little hop-to, leans in and puts that right hand back onto Terry’s chin tip: brunette head swivel--FARRELL GOES DOWN! Terry dropped to her back as Estella struts past with a deeply satisfied glance down. That’s it--Terry lurching to her left hip--making a pair of aborted attempts to roll over, but she’s done. KO5 in systematic fashion--Estella Warren.

After: Terry taken apart with clinical precision tonight--out jabbed, outboxed, banged hard to the body and ultimately disposed of with a very economical right hand--Warren looking good in a rare foray out of the HISC training center into a paying FCBA gig.

“Anybody still think I’m a joke? The girl next door mouths off about the mailroom is getting her ass kicked,” Warren smolders in post fight. “I’m through taking crap from a bunch of no-fight hacks. Step up, tramps--we’ll see who gets licked and stamped!”

Reposted by Archer 12/29/10,.