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(result:simguy/words:simgrrl) 1-8-11
Background: Postfight after an earlier fight w/Charlize Theron v Moynahan
Before: Plenty of motivation for Bridget in this one. She suffered one of, of not the, "...worst indignities in the history of the FCBA" according to BRUNETTE! Magazine, a well respected voice of moderation regarding all things blonde! If you missed it: after Theron beat her, Charlize took Moynahan to a sushi restaurant where she and her stablemates ate sushi off Bridget's naked body. Now Moynahan's trying to sell to anyone who'll listen that, "I bear Swanepoel no ill will..." still, it's clear she's driven to get revenge by humbling any one of Theron's minions. Her first/best choice would have been Cat Bell - but she's too big and too strong. The rest of the Academy crew is too small - so Bridget is pretty much left with the decision that Candice is 'just right.' It's your classic FCBA 'anti-Charlize' strategic - attack Theron's lieutenants to either force her out or, Moynahan's preference, humiliate her by inferring she can't protect her friends - since the big cheese herself is still unbeatable, at least, as far as Bridget is concerned!
The Moynahan Publicity Machine is cranked up and working overtime to sell this fight, and they're not without ammunition (small calibre admittedly, but ammunition nonetheless):
until her loss to Theron in late 2010, Bridget was UNDEFEATED FOR MORE THAN FIVE YEARS having run off an impressive streak since September 2005 of 2-0-0. OK, so it's not great, but during the same period she put a beating on some fairly impressive bodies in non-FCBA fights including among others:
Erica Christensen ('Six Degrees' TV set) 2006, then again 2007;
Michelle Rodriquez (Battle: Los Angeles film set) release date 2011;
Amy Carlson & Jennifer Esposito ('Blue Bloods' TV set) 2010;
Kim Cattrall & Cynthia Nixon ('Sex In The City' TV set) 2000;
and most impressively!! Bridget beat BOTH Tyra Banks & Melanie Lynskey ('Coyote Ugly' movie set) 2000;
So Bridge's not without some measure of street cred as a fighter.
Moynahan is tall (5'10") but she's also 40 y/o! She started with the Ford Modeling Agency and had a successful modeling career before going into TV/films, so she's familiar with the way Swanepoel has been model trained and her probable mental state. It could be an edge - one she'll probably need facing a girl nearly 20 years her junior!
Moynahan: black bikini; black thigh-hi's; hair pulled back in a tight bun, secured by a scrunchie. Swanepoel: Victoria's Secret black bra/pantiy and garter belt set; mute nude stockings; hair a loose tangle of shiny golden floss. Black gloves for both. Guest referee for this match: the recently retired FCBA legend: Catherine Zeta Jones!
During R1: Bridget displaying her pedigree; gliding gracefully with elegant, economical, technically sound footwork - she's never caught out; never unbalanced and never wrong footed. Unlike young, eager, Swanepoel who rushes her punches, often hitting nothing but air as Bridget tests the perimeter. Satisfied with what she's seen - nothing unexpected there - Moynahan settles down and goes about her work; ripping into Candice with stitching one-twos; pounding away at Swanny's wide-eyed face as they youngster looks totally flummoxed by the old timer's crisp punching. DOWN GOES OUR BLONDE! Candice swept off her feet at the minute mark; landing startled flat on her beautiful bum; long legs in a wide V in front of her as she leans back on her extended arms and looks up Moynahan's lanky body in awe. Swannie rolls over, gets up shaking her head and Bridget moves in to finish...only to run into that unpredictable Swanepoel buzzsaw! Candice clearly hurt, but savagely defiant; going berserker on the stately brunette and battering Bridget in the exchange. Now it's Candice walking Moynahan down! Bridget obviously stunned; alarmed by the unexpected show of resistance - stumbling away in disarray from the wildly free-swinging blonde. DOWN GOES BRIDGE! Moynahan doubled over by a hook to her aging midsection, then caught square by an overhand right and slammed on her back to the canvas in the closing seconds. Bridget sitting up shaking her head at the bell - ringsiders positing she may not have beaten it. Candice Swanepoel comes roaring all the way back from the brink to deck her veteran foe and steal the first round!
R2: No doubt about it, Bridget is spooked! No longer aggressive as in the first, at least not nearly enough. She's giving up the initiative to her young opponent; showing a lot of leg; trotting around the perimeter letting frisky Candice chase her all jiggly, jangly, and squirmy like a box of cute puppies...only a lot sexier! Swanepoel's hair undone, floating behind her as she leans in grunting as she heaves punches in bunches onto the careful, retreating, brunette.
R3: Bridget getting herself together but still showing Candice a lot of (too much?) respect. Bridget stepping in behind stiff jabs to the body, snapping Swannie's head back, then niftily side-stepping to avoid the returns. Moynahan testing the same waters she toed with Theron, fitting selective right hands into the sternum to part Swanny's perky little cleavage like the Red Sea. Bridget just touching her blonde up, not setting down to try and really hurt her in there; but roughing her up to let her feel a little hurt, keep her mind on the vulnerability of her bosom instead of thinking about Moynahan's chin!
R4: More of the same. Just good old fashioned patient, smart, safety-first boxing from the wily Bridget Moynahan boxing. Bridget's maintaining her distance with a patient, disciplined approach, a scoring jab finding Swanepoel's lower body, then coming up top to snap her head as Bridgy sets the tempo. Swanny grumpy, frustrated; still swinging hard and Moynahan isn't able to ever get comfortable and even the occasional blonde wallop lands with solid force to make the brunette shy away into a retreat.
R5: Candice has been giving up her tummy to Moynahan's stubby little jab and now Bridget starts to hook off it, her left hand smacking loudly to Swannie's rightside ribs, pancaking her right breast or cuffing the right ear. Instead of backing off after throwing the hook, Moynahan's staying in range and cleaning up with her staple-gun rights to Swanepoel's cute face. Soft, pale, cheeks taking on a ruddy flush and it's gut check time for Swanny! SWANEPOEL'S HURT! Blonde girl shattered by a left/right combo, legs give a shimmy as she clinches up high. Candice bravely facing into the punishment; scuffing Bridget's body inside, pushing off; turning as Bridgy circles now, snapping punching just picking Candice apart. It's bell to bell Moynahan this round - her class starting to overwhelm an overmatched brassy blonde chutzpa.
R6: More of the same. Similar stuff for Bridget who's found her rhythm now. Candice still fiercely combative, but those long, coltish young legs are unsteady, rubbery, resisting her command. Swanepoel a stationary target, still swinging hard and defending with a stolid desperation. Bridgy's up on her toes, sharpshooting! Candice busting up; left eyebrow leaking blood as she crouches, the seat of her Victoria's Secret boycut panties jammed deep in the ropes, plumbers crack peeking over the lowcut waistband. She's hurt and ready to go - but refuses to bend a knee to the brunette and for that she suffers a terrible mauling at ropes. Between rounds, Stone frantically issuing instructions; Bell stoney-faced working on that eye; Theron leaning in from outside, making eye contact over Candice's shoulder with Bridget - who gives her a wink and a smile!
Posted by Ginny on 1/8/2011, 6:45 pm, in reply to "Re: PPV: Candice Swanepoel vs Bridget Moynahan (Pt 1)"
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R7: In her corner, Bridget's wondering what it's going to take to get Swanepoel out of there. She's on her feet before the bell, eager to get about the work of vanquishing another blonde opponent. Bridget circles left, smashing Candice with facial jabbing - working on her right eye now - then when that starts to show the effects, she moves down to work on the young girl's belly and ribs, gutting Candice and taking her young legs out of the equation. Only when she has Swanepoel subdued does Bridget get about the job she really lusts for: she starts criss-crosses either hand to Candice's perky young, firm, breasts; slamming down across the left to wedge the right orb to the side; then twisting back and coming up under the right to punish the underside of her left breasts. Moynahan working up a good sweat as she lathers leather with both hands. Swanny's face lumping up, but she stays stubborn; taking a breathtaking body beating but struggling to continue to throw punches when she can. It's very much a model fight for Moynahan who is looking to break the youngster's spirit by punishing her proud body - but Swanepoel's is very UN-model like in that she repeatedly turns toward her tormentress, still trying to force Bridget into a pitched battle where her youth and strength - fading though it is - might still prove the difference.
R8: Bridget mounts her most sustained body attack of the fight; stitching one-two's to Swanny's face to finally force her to cover up. Hooks and crosses beat Swanepoel from pillar to post about the flanks. Swanepoel's legs constantly threatening to give way and she's forced to clinch up high, giving Bridget plenty of chances to plunder her perky rack which she does with unseemly delight! Candice looks ready to go at several points - but she's too South African; too proud and for her stubbornness, the blonde suffers another terrible three minutes of body-bashing. At the bell, Candice wipes the tears from her eyes with the cuff of her glove having once again steadfastly refused to take a knee. While Stone tends to Swannie's battered face, Bell gently pulls away the cups of her nearly shredded brassiere to fill them with endswell to, if not reduce the swelling, at least somewhat ease the throbbing ache. On the apron, Theron glares daggers at Moynahan who, when she looks up and their eyes meet, raises her hand and gives Charlize a jaunty wave.
R9: Incredibly, back comes Swanepoel! Maybe age is catching up with Monie at last, because Bridget's punched herself out and she's gassed...allowing Candice to mount a late offensive of her own. It's a remarkable sight - one that has the fans on their feet cheering the young blonde...Swanepoel mustering some surprising venom; laying into lashing strokes that drive the shocked Moynahan's butt into the ropes where she is forced to hang on as Candice slops on some hurt! Now it's gut check for Moynahan as, half way through the round, a series of haymakers buckle her knees, forcing her to clinch. Candice heaving uppercuts low into Bridget's belly, then bringing them up under her jutting breasts as she bends forward! Swanepoel chug-chug-chugging those punches; barking at the ref; protesting Moynahan holding; demanding quicker breaks so she can throw more punches. In the end, Bridget weathers the storm and gets out of the round thanks to her veteran guile - and an understanding referee who's been there, done that herself.
R10: Swanepoel has no choice, she has to go all in and the girls trade right big hands early. The straight-punching Bridget's right wins just the race and Swanepoel's right sails wide over Moynahan's shoulder. Swannie's body corkscrews to the mat facefirst, then she slowly rolls onto her back. Bridget high steps over her on her way to a neutral corner.. Bravely, Candice struggles gamely to her feet, fighting off the KO - but she's a ragdoll! Stone picks up a towel to throw it in, but Theron stays her hand and shakes her head; Candice wouldn't want that. Bell's not so sure, but she keeps her counsel and Swanepoel undergoes the worst beating of her young career! Bridget throws everything she has into an attempt to put the surprisingly rugged model down and out. Another big right rocks Swanepoel and she goes flailing backward onto the ropes, arms flopping over the top rope; slowing her descent long enough for Bridget to get there. She props her up; head firmly under Candice's chin as Bridget systematically pounds Candice's ribcage until she can no longer raise her arms. Swanepoel's long, young, legs give up the ghost and as they start to tremble and fold, Bridget heartlessly reachs under Swanepoel's arms to stack the blonde in the corner for more. Zeta Jones doing a horrible job - staring in fascination at the carnage like a spectator. Swanny clearly out on her feet, but Bridget keeps heaving her upright as Candice's flapping arms give the illusion of life. The poor blonde suffers horribly under a torrential deluge of punishment before Bridget finally steps back to let her swoon to canvas at her feet. KO10 Bridget Moynahan.
Turning away, Bridget looks over her shoulder with flashing-eyed malice at Theron so there's no mistaking this was payback for the sushi dinner that Theron had 'on her'.
After (Pt 1): And there's more to come, right after this word from our sponsor and a tape of Swan Lake...
DURING THE SWAN LAKE TAPE (skip to Part Three if don't want to see nudity!)
After (Pt 1 - Bridget Moynahan's press conference - AFTER events in the ring described below!!)
Moynahan frowning in her press conference when it's suggested however obliquely, that she's "too old to be fighting youngsters like Swanepoel?"
"Not only am I still young enough to fight 'girls like her'," she snaps angrily. "I'm woman enough to teach them a thing or two about the fight game. The girl's good, don't get me wrong; but I've only had like six or seven fights in the FCBA in the last five years. You think sparring or apartment wrestling can keep you sharp? There's a huge difference between being 'physically sharp' and being 'mentally sharp'. I did some good things out there tonight, but footwork and putting combinations together isn't the same thing as getting hit. It's a completely different thing. Sure, I've done apartment wrestling - got into it during 'Coyote Ugly' and stuck with it off and on ever since - but it's nowhere near the same thing as boxing. Truth is, Theron got my competitve juices flowing again and I'm NOT too old to get back in the ring. It's just a matter of finding the right
opponents...there's plenty of women out there I can beat...all I've got to do is figure out how to get them into the ring! Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm hosting a special dinner party for a dozen of my closest friends - and my new BFF, Catherine Zeta Jones - at the sushi restaurant Charlize Theron took me to a while ago. Bon appetit!"
Posted by Ginny on 1/8/2011, 6:51 pm, in reply to "Re: PPV: Candice Swanepoel vs Bridget Moynahan (Pt 2)"
Immediately AFTER the 10th round...
Stone and Bell are still trying to get Swanepoel off the mat when Moynahan returns for more! She has the good grace to let them put Candice on her stool and bring her around to the point she can answer questions:
Stone: How many fingers?
Swan:: Uhhhh two? (It's always two!)
Bell: Where are you?
Swan: In Hell? Dreamland?
Stone: What's your name?
Swan: Candi...
"OK, that's enough," Bridget barks. "She's good to go," she snarls, grabbing a handful of sweat matted blonde hair and jerking Candice squealing to her feet. Using one hand on her left elbow and the other snug in the seat of Swannie's VS panties, Moynahan takes the sniffling youngster on a sloooow staggering tour around the ring; stopping at each side to make sure everyone gets a good, long, look at what she's done to the youngster. When they make it back to Candice's corner, Theron is standing there glaring icily.
Bridget shoves Candice chest into the ropes and drapes her unresisting arms over the top ropes. Standing with her pelvis rammed hard onto Swannie's taut tushy, Bridget leans over Candice's shoulder so she can see Charlize's face, then reaches up and releases the back of Candice's bra. Swanepoel's hands jerk, then try to reach her cups, but a quick punch in the ribs disabuses her of that idea and she sags forward, eyes closed in realization of what's to come.
Bridget pulls the bra down Candice's arms and tosses it to Charlize at ringside.
"We won't need this where we're going," she chuckles. "I'm taking 'Candy Cane' here and some of my 'closest' friends for a special dinner at a sushi restaurant. I'd like to invite you to join us...I'll give you the 'seat' of honor. In fact, I insist you come!"
Charlize opened her mouth to say something smart-aleck, then thought better of it and shook her head, turned on her heel and stormed off, leaving Candice in the ring with Bridget.
At ringside, Stone and Bell exchanged a glance. "She hates being upstaged," Cat said, shaking her head sadly.
Bridget reached around, cupped Candice's breasts and gave them a squeeze that send shivers through Swanepoel's aching body.
"Please...don't..." she whimpered.
"Dont be silly," Bridget insisted as she hooked her fingers in the waistband of Candice's panties and started to slowly peel them down her long, trembling, legs. "Everybody's gotta eat! And I think you'll find this dinner 'memorable' I know I'll never forget the one I had at this same place. Now, right foot..." Candice raised her foot and stepped out of her panties. "Left..." She complied, leaving her in nothing just a garter belt and laddered stockings.
Moynahan ripped Candice's panties in two and used them to bind her hands behind her back, then took her for a second tour around the ring, giving everyone an even better look at the bruises and discolorations her fists had left on the young blonde's gorgeous figure. Then she led her down the steps from the ring and back to her dressing room where Bridget's trainer got Candice cleaned up and ready for dinner while Bridget met with the press.
(Analysis): Swanepoel's combativeness - especially coming back from that disaster in the first round to knock Bridget down is the real take-away for her here. Despite the outcome, Candice Swanepoel actually grew in this contest. Maybe this is one model who is for real? Wiry blonde South African's have done it before, why not this one? Candice certainly has the role model and she doesn't look the least bit intimidated in the ring. At times she's been overwhelmed by an opponents talent, but she hasn't shirked or shrank from contact - a bugaboo for many 'pretty girl' types in the model biz!
This fight establishes Swanepoel as - if not the best certainly one of the best - fighting models in recent memory. You'd have to go all the way back to the Kathy Ireland, Cindy Crawford, Tyra Banks, Naomi Campbell era to find women who weren't afraid to get down and dirty the way Swanepoel has. Yet she's been pleasently modest: telling reporters she "owes a lot" to the Victoria's Secret runway women who "took me under their wings and other stuff" when she got started in the business. "They taught me a lot about not letting someone get inside my head" and that "discipline can be learned but it can't be taught" whatever that means.
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