Posted by Simguy on 5/2/2008, 7:05 am.

Before: “Obviously, Aristide was a huge part of my success,” Natalie P admits in preflight, ‘b ut if Mish thinks I’m going to rattled by his departure, she’s got a shock coming. She should be less focused on my and more focused on her own--I mean--she hasn’t been the same since Hayden stepped into her. I’m just going to continue that good work, now that Mishy’s used to backing up and quitting in her fights.

Williams ill-amused: SHE was supposed to be on the attack at the podium. “I can’t believe Natalie’s playing the Hayden card,” Mish says, shaking her head, “she’s just guaranteed herself a beat down. It’s just as well that Aristide left: he wouldn’t have the stomach for what’s coming Nat’s way.”

Mishy in zebra-print bikini with twist-tie top and low-rise hipster-fit bottoms; small black workout gloves; blonde tousle. Natalie in navy bandeau with low-rise hipster fit bottoms; small white workout gloves; hair in beach bun.

During R1: Portman aggressive--shoulders hunched, torso dipping as she loads up and digs heavy, thumping rights and lefts into Michelle’s tummy, Unusual thump from Nat--she’s wading in here, head down, really committing on each punch before loading up and bringing the next. Williams slugged butt-first to ropes, then absorbing  several more beefy blows before crossing her arms against her tummy; edging her left shoulder into Nat’s chest. Grinding shoulder to shoulder develops with Michelle bumping back hard from apron: pleasing, clubbing action as girls crouch, coil, then deliver heavy wallops with either hand, turning torso into each shot in side to side trading, Down the stretch, girls twist into short right hands and NATALIE’S KNEES GIVE A SHIMMY! Mish slips her left hand into Natalie’s waistband-front, tugging stunned brunette off balance, spinning her into ropes to reverse field, Natalie’s eyelashes fluttering, mouth open: Michelle with that hold on her trunks, starts delivering short, drifting right crosses--belting Natalie’s head back. Portman hurt, but alert--manages to reach round Mish, drawing her into a desperate clinch, wrestling wriggling blonde back into ropes, ref pulls ‘em apart: Mish landing a cheap insurance left on the break. Williams takes points via the late power surge.

R2: Natalie aggressive again, but smart--crouching midring, working her way I behind the jab, chopping the short right hand from close range--then she’s in there shoulder to shoulder, digging. Michelle sing her left shoulder to push even as she steps back, then slugging into the space created: both vixens pumping hard to offending tummies; oh, the  thumping smack of it. Ref shouting warnings for both to watch their heads--girls tousle-rubbing in close quarters. Heavy slugging, then girls crowd in, palming each other on sides of the ribcage, under the armpits, chins out over each other’s left should. Nat steadily working Michelle in stages to ropes, clinching her to press her against cables, then bumping for room and slugging her Williams grunting and grimacing: it’s a very hard-nosed Natalie in front of her tonight, Both girls loading up and slamming beefy right hands into straining tummies: she’s douing a nice job of coaxing power out of her njmble little chassis.

R3: Midring, girls pawing jabs out of their crouches--both trying to negotiate entry points. The same palming-type, chest-to-chest clinches: neither girl wants to reaching round the other’s back--when they palm ribcage, it’s with an eye of pushing or bumping for punching room, When they slug, it’s with heavy, loaded up rights or lefts--torsos twisting into tonight-arc shots--small gloves clapping out from startled tummies or racks. Natalie’s jab pestering Mish,  frequently disrupting blonde. Williams grumpy--Portman’s whistling right hands to gut deeply troubling young blonde, backing her up. Final  minute--Portman working Michelle over at the ropes: Nat starts pummeling Michelle’s jugs--pushing in with her forearms to pass the guard, then shrugging in punches, Williams trying to tie up, can’t stop the mugging: Natalie standing up in the stirrups romps to the finish line with Michelle’s jugs a-jumpin’.

R4: Natalie aggressive again--closing behind that pawing jab, swinging the right thick to gut, throwing the left shoulder into Michelle’s mouth: she’s bullying the bully. Mish against ropes, left across her gut, right at her left cheek--more and more she’s dipping side to side, looking to slip Nat’s work, then clout her short receipts., Portman bust at her blonde--stuffing Michelle’s tummy chuck-a-block with right hands, then working up torso to pummel those puppies. Midway through Natalie jerks a series of short, shrugging right uppercuts, clipping away on  Michelle’s chin and MISHY’S LEGS GIVE WAY! Big knee bend, Michelle--she buckles, then sits into the ropes for support, trying to palm Nat’s inner elbows. Portman struggles free, pounding a pair of swinging right hands to punch, then chugging away lefts and rights to jugs. Michelle wailing in protest, baring her throat a little: Natalie’s POURING it to her blonde, breaking Mishy’s will, OH, THE JUG MUGGING! what’s got into Natalie?  Portman baring her teeth, pushing her way past Mishy’s arms and slamming away at that at that jam-packed zebra top, She’s PUMPING in the leather--short strokes, legs and back propelling stuffing work into Mishy’s hooters and THE REF STEPS IN! Good Lord TKO4 to the jugs, Nat Portman.

After: Insult to injury as Michelle’s KO’d top knot comes undone after the ferocious pounding, forcing her to hug her conquered melons as she’s sniveling to her corner. Natalie ecstatic--hugging her stablemates, slapping high fives: huge win for brunette who suddenly finds herself under the microscope after management shakeup, “Our game plan was definitely to be rough with Michelle, get on top of her and beat her at her own game,” Natalie trumpets in post fight, “Tummy especially: we don’t think Michelle’s midsection is where it needs to be, and that turned out to be bang on. The jug mugging was me adlibbing--we hadn’t worked on that in camp, but when I saw her rack was available, I just went for it. Mishy’s a bully--that’s the thing: when you get in her face and get after her--she doesn’t like it one bit.”

Reposted by Archer 1/23/11