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9 December 2010 Gemma Atkinson vs Martine McCutcheon

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Posted by simguy on 12/9/2010, 11:28 pm

RETRO BOUT - 2008 - PRE-EMPIRE INVOLVEMENT WITH GEMMA ATKINSON

BEFORE: In the summer of 2008, young Gemma was looking like a bigger, stronger version of Kelly Brook - a development intolerable to the then reigning Hegemon of the British Isles, Catherine Zeta Jones. "Gemma must be taken down a peg," was the memo from Jones' office, and the order given to the star of the classic Brit RomCom "Love, Actually", Martine McCutcheon.

It was a chance for Martine to move up the foodchain in UK fighting circles. Distinguished on carpet and sand as a voluptuous submission wrestler, and relentless La Conquista player, McCutcheon leapt at the contract with the understanding that the woman who could deliver Atkinson would be rewarded by Jones with a lieutenancy at the very least. "It wasn't something you could ignore," Martine has said of the Atkinson-busting initiative. "Although I hadn't loads of boxing experience, I'd always had a passion for besting blondes, and here one of the best and curviest had fallen into my lap. I wasn't about to muck it up!"

Yellow bikini for Gemma; black gloves; hair back in slick, short ponytail...

http://www.theinsider.com/photos/983391_Gemma_Atkinson_Yellow_Bikini_Candids?&c_id=983396&c_type=galleries

Black bikini for black haired Martine;
http://www.shareapic.net/View-5260829-Martine-McCutcheon---Bikini-Candids-03.html

black gloves; hair loose. ORIGINAL AIR DATE: July 10, 2008 - Bermuda beach - ring ropes set up directly on sand; bleachers.

R1: Great jugs a-jumpin'...the girls plowed together on sand, whining and pushing, then belting away with a lustiness only the beefy can truly express. Thick, slopping blows clobbered each in turn...both curvy beauties well-walloped, stunned by one another's buxom ferocity early. Martine was the first to steady herself - reaching in under Gemma's arms, walking her back as Atkinson flailed at brunette hips/flanks. At the ropes, Martine pushed off, slap-chopping a healthy right hand down/across Gemma's extraordinary jugs - the Double E cup blonde blurting in pain upon receipt. Glorying in Gemma's misery, Martine slopped on extra helpings of leather - clouting and shellacking away with wide, clapping blows from either hand, until a blubbering Gemma could reach in/tie up. Hips well back, the girls leaned in chest to chest - each slipping her left arm in under the opposing right for a semi-wrap, while delivering crude right handed clubbings to offending left-side hips and lats. This was brick-layer's work - the girls panting and whining - each working the other over with heavy, flat-knuckle clapping rights - reaching out wide to the side before plowing in the harm. Atkinson's will was the first to break, and Martine capitalized by bodying her foe deep to ropes, then pushing off to lay waste. McCutcheon romped to glory, pounding her foe's belly and breasts with either hand swinging fat and free. Poor Atkinson lay back against ropes, her face stricken, wrists crossed against her chest as her foe beat torso with fun-loving abandon. At the bell, a pleased Zeta Jones nodded in approval as Gemma hugged herself and stumbled back to her corner, while a preening Martine sand-swished cockily to hers.

R2: Martine would not let up. Sensing panic in her foe, McCutcheon waded in, suffering a plowing right hand scoop to her tummy that hurt her badly, but didn't discourage her from advancing. Answering clubbing rights and lefts to the head and shoulders of Gemma, brunette backed blonde up through sheer weight of shot, and reached in under Atkinson's arms to chest her deep to ropes. Pushing off, the brunette held initiative and belted her blonde a series of right hands in the belly while palm-pushing the left inside Gemma's right shoulder. Atkinson's composure broke: tears flowed, and McCutcheon took advantage of blonde distress to once again push Gemma deep to ropes. It was a McCutcheon jail-break...with her left hand pushing Gemma's right bicep back, Martine began slopping in thumping right hands against helpless rack, plowing away on those majestic Double-E mounds with carefree abandon. No one seemed happier in all the world than Martine McCutcheon as she poured on the hurt; no one seemed more miserable than poor Gemma Atkinson, as her wonderous chest was reduced to fleshy rubble. On and on it went - McCutcheon occasionally sorting Gemma out with pushes and props, then laying into her with fresh gusto, righty-on-rack. Battered helpless, Gemma eventually slid down-ropes to sit blubbering in sand - her knees at her chest, hands atop her head as she howled in submission. Pushed back by the ref, her chest heaving, nostrils flaring, Martine McCutcheon gloried in the sight of a ruined Gemma Atkinson shuddering under the weight of a full ten count on sand. KO2, Martine McCutcheon.

After: A good thumping win for Martine - while hardly an artistic masterpiece - earned her a place in the Zeta Jones London heirarchy, in which McCutcheon would earn a fearsome reputation for her wrestling, if not her boxing, skill. For Gemma, the brutal loss would be repeated at the fists of Ali Landry only a few months later, and while her progress has been erratic, at 5'9" and a strong 130-140 pounds at her fittest, the ingenue blonde would go on to secure a management contract and some notoriety as a tremendous physical presence in the wide open welterweight division.