Posted by Simguy on 3/20/2008, 6:33 pm.

Before: Shannon staying busy--securing another fight on the heels of a ice pasting of Adrianne Palicki. “I’ve got to keep the ball rolling,” veteran brunette shrugs. “Bridget’s a good fit--I know she can box,  but she can’t punch with me. I’ll get rounds, stay sharp, and get closer to the Top 10,”

Moynahan an oft-overlooked movie star--frequently labeled as the “Poor Man’s Famke Janssen”--she’s looking to change all that with an upset over Elizabeth. “Definitely it’s an opportunity for me to shine and to start getting noticed. I know I can box with any lightweight out there--it’s just a matter of getting the fights and putting boots up butts, you?”

Moynahan in white sport top to high neck; tie-side white bikini bottoms; white shoes/socks; white mitts; hair in tight battle-bun. Shannon in red bikini top (bra style top) navy bottoms with white stars; white mitts.

During R1: Shan the aggressor--loping to cut off the ring--jabbing hard, bringing the left back to her hip, keeping the right about chin-high. Bridget jabbing back--she’s swifter--doubling it up body and head--leaping back out of range and circling to her right, making Shan move her feet. Bridget keeping right hand cheek high--often with weight on right foot--she’s always ready to bail, seemingly hinky of Shannon’s power. Elizabeth’s round--but Bridgy very accurate with either hand, marking Shannon’s ribs and face with clean strikes.

R2: Same again--Shan showing now respect--walking her girl down, jabbing hard but bringing mitt back low, Bridget spitting back jabs to the body and head--double-pawing the jab at Shannon’s face at times--anything to disrupt Elizabeth’s rhythm. Crows oohing and aahing when Bridget counters Shannon’s jab with a sharp right hand over top: clanging connect to chi shrugged off by Elizabeth who keeps pressing the pace, Another round to Shannon’s aggression: Bridget playing it very safe--weight on right foot, content to shoot-and-scoot rather than mix it.

R3: Shannon stalking--Bridget showing quickness, defensive reflexes, savviness, Moynahan now deliberately victimizing Shannon’s jab: as Elizabeth bring it back low--Bridgy darts in and kisses a swift right off Shan’s mouth. Moynahan banking a tart jab in Shan’s tummy--sticking it in, then bouncing back out of range, Elizabeth having some trouble cutting the ring off over the latter half as she’s tentative to jab: Moynahan’s  sharp counterpunching wins her initiative and points in the third.

R4: Bridget staying with the frisky, quick touches, crisp counter right hands and good lateral movement. Shannon getting nibbled and chopped--she’s getting out hit now despite her forward posture and aggressive intentions. Moynahan with springy in-out footwork--able to stitch her jab to tummy or face with impunity: her left hand has free-reign over Shannon. Elizabeth wary of the crisp right hand counters coming over her jab, keeping left hand high: Bridget starting to penetrate with piercing rights to Shan’s tummy and ribcage. Good potshot ting stuff from Bridget--still safety first, never hanging around after scoring, but she’s chopping Shannon for points though 4.

R5.6: Disturbing trends for Shannon, She’s getting pre-empted jabs to tummy and face--taking these blows too flush. She’s getting turned, maneuvered around--Bridget stepping to either side, feinting to keep Shan from getting off. Shannon no longer ignoring Bridget’s body jabs and flashing right hands to ribs: these are stiff pokes, chopping away at the tall girl’s middle. Shan wandering back to her corner for the break, look disheveled, mouth breathing: she’s hardly getting any leather at all on Bridget now.

R7: Bridget more aggressive now--doubling up her jab, staying on her front (left) foot to apply pressure with raking hooks and quick right hands from her high guard. Opportunity for Shan to slug as Bridget gets bold, but Elizabeth’s long arms slugging wide, competently blocked as Bridgy crouches in close with an earmuff guard. Countering off the block, Bridget working the long coastlines and slender ribs of her foe--tidying up with snappy lefts and rights in combination: she’s backing Shannon up, taking her apart a little, bell: Elizabeth visibly drained, wincing in pain: Bridget all business back to her corner, asking for water.

R8: Elizabeth coming forward, not getting off: Bridget’s starting o hurt her. Pinging lefts and rights criss-cross up top, punching Elizabeth face’s occupying her guard. Moynahan putting ‘em together--pasting Shan up top, then ringing her ribs tidy rights and lefts, then stepping out to circle. Shan huffing and puffing, breaking down--she’s a confused beauty, unable to employ her talents, Bridget stepping in with hard tummy jabs, stepping back out, circling, in with the lead hook and a sharp right hand: really crisp, bewildering stuff, with a high percentage landing. Down the stretch, Shannon’s long legs spasm--she’s stumbling, hurting, Right hand pastes her face aside: another scores as she’s crouching forward; left uppercut takes her across the face another right hand busts her chops and SHANNON GOES DOWN! Elizabeth shuddering on all fours, cut in her mouth--she gets to one knee all weepy and broken at 10. KO8 Bridget Moynahan.

After: Crisp punching upset manufactured by Bridget: she stays within herself, boxes consistently early, gets her touches and simply chops Shannon to her knees. “I’m thrilled,” Moynahan relates, smiling prettily and looking slightly dazzled by the attention. “it’s my biggest win and it wasn’t all that hard, I just stayed focused and out-executed Shannon. She was really discouraged that she couldn’t hit me clean, and that ate away at her confidence. I was smoking her to the body all night, and that took away her legs. She was just ruined you know--she had nowhere else to go but down!”

Reposted by Archer 1/25/11