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29 January 2011 Title Ch Bridget Ryan vs Ali Landry

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Bridget Regan 02.jpg Ali Landry 08.jpg

UNIFIED WELTERWEIGHT TITLE

Posted by simguy on 1/29/2011, 5:33 pm

Before: "Oh, my God," Regan gushes in prefight, "I am SUCH a Landry fan-girl - you have no idea. She was so strong and beautiful - me and my friends would watch her fights and I can remember crying my eyes out when Theron battered her that first time - then going insane when Landry got sweet sweet revenge. I hated Jenny O'Dell and Gena Lee Nolin and Torrie Wilson - any girl who seemed like a threat, I would totally cheer against. That's why I've got really mixed emotions now, because that was like TEN years ago. Ali's lost that glow she used to have - that untouchable aura. It's a thrill to be in the ring with her, but...I feel like I'm so much stronger than she is now - so much more physical...I just don't want to diminish my idol, you know? Once I've battered her with my own two fists, I can't UNbatter her...you know?" Landry seething, but under control - battle-worn veteran well aware that fans and media alike have jumped on the Righetti-busting bandwagon of Bridgy Regs. "Regan's a big strong kid," Ali admits at podium, "but it's not just about beef: it's the quality of beef that matters. If you guys think I can't take and hold a title in this division again, you better think again. Regan, Righetti, Bjorlin - whoever they throw in there, they still gotta deal with me. Bridget's going to school in this fight, boys: believe it!" Ali in championship gold bikini; black gloves; hair loose. Bridget in white bra style bikini top; black bottoms with white belt; white gloves; long black hair in loose tangles.

During R1: Regan dukes up, applying pressure with her legs, walking Landry down. Ali showing much more leg than we're used to seeing - briskly sidestepping clockwise, pumping out the left jab. Regan stalking, feeling for Ali with her own jab, looking to crowd and bang: Landry abruptly changing directions, roaming to her right to shake pursuit. Midway through, Landry circling counterclockwise suddenly drops a clanging lead right to Regan's jaw: Bridget takes it, walks through it, but generally more cautious thereafter. Ali's gamble buys her separation...she maintains a very fast pace, keeping Regan off balance, touching her just enough to convince judges that Landry's not just running.

R2: Same again: Regan forward - Ali denying her with jabs, crisp counter right hands, sudden flurries - anything to keep Regan from setting and belting. Bridget stalking, jabbing Ali's mouth or upperchest: veteran refusing the multiple invitations to stand and bang. Ali's colour high, chest heaving as she boxes out another high tempo/low risk heat.

R3: Similar stuff...Regan pursuing/Ali circling in either direction, boxing for all she's worth. Bridget slipping torso-left to evade Ali's sneaky lead rights: Regan able to come back with hooks to Landry's ribcage, chasing veteran off. On the few occasions Regan's able to chase Landry ropeside - veteran ties up smart, hanging on head-and-right-elbow as Regan pounds Ali's hip/flank until break. Another cagey round of uptempo pageant boxing - Ali's third straight: Landry mouthbreathing, walking back to her corner hands on hips at bell; Regan fresh, upbeat, a little touched up, but still all grins on her stool.

R4: Regan steps-left, cutting off the ring, jabbing Ali hard in her chest: Landry's ropeside. Bridget moving in strong; fists curled into hollows of cheek; head/torso bobbing on approach, then OH! Bridgy's giving it to Ali in the body. Thick, pounding blows either side of the paunch - Bridget bringing her mitts back to her cheeks and bobbing on the spot - using a brawny left shoulder to push Ali back into ropes to reset. Landry in earmuff, elbows in tight to ribs: she's rolling-torso in the pocket, looking for counters, but suffering a fearful bombardment as Regan hammers the waist/biceps with the same two-beat bump-and-slug rhythm. Down the stretch - Regan sits Ali in ropes via BRUISING right/left to waist...Regan coming off body with left uppercuts - just jerkin' 'em in snug between mitts. Ali hunching forward, munching punches...curvy legs hold her up, but she's hurt, cut in her mouth at bell.

R5: Regan steps to her right, punching a straight right into Ali's chest to cut off the ring: Landry ropeside, forming tight peek-a-boo as Bridget moves in. OH the body work: Regan in slugger's crouch, bobbing on the spot, using her left shoulder/extended left elbow to keep Landry pinned down, then CHUP! CHUP! Bridgy's getting into the breadbasket with both hands. Tight chugging delivery - Regan digging, then bringing mitts to cheeks/moving her head...very professional demeanor for a young fighter. Punishing work amidships has Ali paralyzed: Regan off the body via stubby, hardworking little uppercuts - left and right hands parting the guard, chipping the chin and LANDRY GOES DOWN! Ali bouncing lightly off ropes, dropped to all fours: Bridget GLOWING on the jog to neutral corner. Landry up at 8, haggard and concerned: legs're shabby, so Ali braces herself against ropes. Regan wades in: cue one of the worst minute and-a-half segments of Ali's career as Bridgy just pushes up and heaves-ho. Thick, pounding, non-stop abuse dished - Bridget to Ali: Landry slumping forward behind her mitts as her body is absolutely massacred. Bell: sweat pouring off Regan as she pushes off, eyes eagerly taking in the sight of Ali-on-the-rocks. Landry hurt, hugging herself en route to her corner: she's all disheveled, cringing as she takes on water and ice on her stool.

R6: Regan sent out with two words from her trainer: "Destroy her!" Siege of Ali Landry begins. Landry in weary peek-a-boo, hands at temples, butt in ropes as she slides to her right: Regan atop her foe, pounding her flanks/midsection; pawing the left hand to pull down the guard; coming off the body with uppercuts, trying to part the guard. Ali spilling sideways - legs quivering: time and again she looks ready to go, only to lay back in the ropes and somehow keep herself upright. The spank of Regan's mitts on Ali's flesh sickening: such brutal, walloping contact on biceps/flanks/waistline that ringsiders imagine medicine balls being smashed against Landry's curvy frame. Nothing back from Landry for two minutes: down the stretch, she begins to offer poking counter right hands, or sneak-swipe left hooks - cuffing at Bridget then covering up tight as a pounding rain of Regan receipts slams home. Bell: Ali busted up - one commentator actually bringing up the Talisa Soto fight as being the last time he can remember a girl getting through Ali's guard with such sustained ferocity.

R7: Ali wilting ropeside in peek-a-boo: Regan shelling the defences with bright-eyed gusto. Body work pulverizes Ali, softening her up: a pounding series of straight, jackhammering lefts and rights pour up the middle, penetrating guard, punching Ali's head/shoulders over top rope and leaving her helpless! Landry in swoon, sputtering to her right along ropes...Regan stepping-with, punching right hands upside Landry's head to ragdoll her into the Jeri's corner! Landry all but out, propped up butt-on-turnbuckle...crowd screaming as Ali covers up/cringes forward under a barrage of plowing belly-blows. Regan stacks her girl up like a sack of cement, then slugs away with that straight, stubby left/right jackhammer delivery again - pounding Ali's rack into rubble! Landry sobbing, tying up: she's deadweight hanging off Regan's neck, taking right hands in her tummy until ref's break. Again and again, Bridgy Regs wades in: Ali covering up, suffering, then reaching to tie up for ref's break. Bell: Regan turning out of the Landry corner with right hand held high...Landry battered unrecognizable, sits heavily onto her stool and passes out for just a second until her trainer can revive her.

R8: Ali doesn't even bother to leave her corner: she digs in, hunkers down, waving Regan on in. Bridget steps-to - just touching her left against Landry's guard, then SHOVING in a thick right hand to breadbasket to renew the onslaught. Sickening slam-bang impact noise sounds out as Regan work's Landry's ribs, but Ali quick to tie up - getting a cheap little right hand onto Regan's jaw in the process. Ref's break: Regan wades in...Ali in earmuff, cringing at Bridget hooks the right-side ribcage, but Landry quickly back with stubby left/right uppercuts to chin, then tying up with left around the head. Ref's break: same again: Regan wading in, bogging down...Ali absorbing in the pocket, but answering back, then tying up...she's not letting Bridget stand off her bow and work her over. Pretty even two way slopping until the final ten seconds when Ali unleashes an eye-catching shoe-shine, buffetting Regan a tremendous scrubbing barrage of side-to-side punches...nothing on these blows, but sudden torrent forces Bridget to cover up/ride it out at bell. Veteran steals the round with late work, but in the Regan corner, Bridget reports that she "took it to her" in that heat!

R9: Ali roams a couple feet out of her corner to set up shop at ropes: Regan wades in to reduce the pocket. Ali cagey, grimacing as she absorbs pounding wallop to either flank, but answering back nifty - picking Bridget up stubby uppercuts, or cuffing her right hands to paunch, then tying up tight for breaks. All even till final 10 seconds...Regan leaning in to work...Ali pushes her behind the left elbow, spins out from underneath, reverses Regan into ropes and douses her with a flurry! Sudden squal does no damage - but judges see Bridget turtling up under the onslaught, while Ali's baring her teeth and getting off hot! Landry steals the ninth cute...and sends Regan back to her corner with a clapping right hand on the ass!

R10: Battered Ali exhausted, badly worked over, but grimly determined: she sets up shop just a couple feet away from her corner, leaning forward in earmuff as Regan trudges in to work. Regan leans her head into Ali's guard, then slams thick, stroking lefts and rights at the Landry midsection - Bridgy reaching behind her and laying 'em in strong. Landry shudders under impact, then spin-reverses - neatly putting Bridget ropeside and clipping her a sneaky right hand across the mouth before bodying up. Landry wrapping up tight underneath Regan's arms, holding Bridget down: pageant princess moving her head to either Regan shoulder, scrubbing Bridget's face in the process. Juuust enough work to prevent ref's breaks - a little shoving right in the tummy here; a tuff shoulder-butt in the tits there...Regan straining to get out from under - writhing to work her arms in under Ali's. Bridget strong enough to power out and twist Ali to ropes, but Landry simply tying up for ref's breaks...confusing and frustrating her young foe in the bargain. At the bell, Ali's a drained beauty, bending over double with hands on her knees as a delighted Bridget Regan jogs back to her corner for celebratory hugs. Comes back UD10 one point duke for the winner and NEW welterweight champ...Ali Landry!

After: Grand-theft boxing...Ali Landry draws on her 100+ bouts to craft perhaps her guttiest win ever, leaving Regan a shellshocked loser despite looking much the fresher after the verdict. Ali grimacing, tenderly helped from the ring and walked to the locker room with a second under either arm...Landry sells her soul, takes a terrible beating to win yet another title in wince-making fashion.