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5 February 2011 Morena Baccarin vs Brittany Daniel

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Posted by simguy on 2/5/2011, 8:56 am

BEFORE: "She's tricky and fit, but come on!" Brittany grins, gesturing towards her ballistic chassis at podium. "You can't finesse this. Morena's cute and sneaky, but I expose girls like that. I'm the 'Blonde Anvil" baby: girls get hammered flat against me!" Baccarin serene, composed - if she's intimidated by Brittany's muscle, sleek brunette's not showing it. "I don't fear - nor do I respect - Daniel's physicality," Morena purrs at podium. "I won't be there for her strength; I won't allow her to process me the way she wishes. This battle will be fought on my terms, and for days after her defeat, Brittany and her staff will be puzzling over how I was able to dismantle her!" Brit in black "Skyline" bikini; small black gloves; long, tangly blonde hair loose. Morena in black sport bra; leopard print bikini bottoms; small black gloves; hair in that trademark short-cropped black tousle.

During R1: Daniel aggressive, grinning as she pressures Morena around the ring. Baccarin slick in retreat - sidestepping her blonde; feinting; executing cute billiard-ball bounces off ropes to escape Brittany's crowding. All Daniel though - she's aggressor, making the fight...until she walks into a VICIOUS head butt under her left eye as girls come together. Morena up and punching immediately after clash of heads: small mitts sounding out PIK! PAK! PEK! against Brittany's muscular gut, paralyzing the stricken blonde. Baccarin's dark eyes absolutely heartless as she tears at Brittany - punching that left eye chopping rights; hooking the jaw as blonde girl stumbles along ropes. Onslaught beats Brittany to all fours - Daniel whining in pain as her left eye rapidly swells: Morena prowling to neutral corner all business, using her close-cropped pate to maximum advantage in the first.

R2: Brit rallies, comes out strong - instructed to ignore Morena's elusive head to concentrate on breadbasket. Blonde single-minded - jabbing her way forward, then carving up and across Morena's sleek torso with either hand. Baccarin grimacing, sliding away: brunette trying to shake dogged blonde pursuit, but Brittany's got the legs to keep pace. Plenty of fighting along the ropes as Morena can't clear her back: brunette forced to issue don't-hurt-me clinches as Brittany establishes inside. Ref issuing breaks; Daniel pushing back in, working ribs/tummy via muscular, shoulder-chugging hup-hup...Morena given a good solid working over bell to bell as vindictive blonde fists answer that heartless headbutt.

R3: Morena silky smooth, pivoting clockwise around a stiff left jab ticketed for Brittany's bulging left eye. Blonde girl whining/wincing in pain as brunette pounds the eye shut: Baccarin's jab every bit as educated and cruel as Natalie Portman's. Daniel weaving forward, trying to step into Morena's ribcage: brunette doing a good job sidestepping/maintaining distance - circling until she can draw a bead on Brit's left eye again. Morena taps out cruel points, looking Brittany over with coldblooded satisfaction at the bell.

R4: Brittany trying to force things up the middle - lunging in to carry thick right hands to ribs; wishing hooks at tummy as Morena bounces out of range. Baccarin potshotting her handicapped foe - circling counter-clockwise to turn Brit's left flank, exposing the blind-side. Morena's favourite move: dart in with overhand right hot off Brit's left eye; duck low on follow through while pivoting-right; emerge from crouch to hook Brit's left eye from angle off Brit's left shoulder. Blonde girl constantly rocked, but so sturdy: she grits her teeth against the pain, continuing to pressurize Morena around the ring. Daniel finding Morena's ribcage with wide roundhouses - often as Baccarin's disengaging. Break: desperate work with the enswell on Brit's eye...Daniel really forced to dig down to deal with this adversity.

R5: Morena in tactical command; pivoting to her right, turning Brit's left flank; jabbing the closed eye/dropping slick right hands onto the chin over Brit's left mitt. Daniel stalking her prey - blonde girl's connect percentage is low, but she's still effective when heavy hands find svelte brunette ribcage. Midway through, Daniel getting close to trapping Morena in a corner: Baccarin executes a vicious left hook low blow/pivot clockwise routine, spinning round Brit's right flank as blonde girl doubles over helpless. Ref steps in, gives Daniel a moment to compose herself: Morena making frosty eye contact as Brit's walking off the hurt.

R6: Feint-and-pounce for Daniel crosses Morena up: blonde able to chop a sneaky lead right hand to Morena's chin, buzzing Baccarin's legs early. Morena wobbling away, eyes moist: Daniel grinning through her own pain, stalking hurt prey. Daniel stoops, reaches jab-to-body: Morena flurries her fists in shoe-shine against blonde head/shoulders, desperate to keep Daniel off. Daniel stoops - sells it like she's jabbing body again - then leaps in close, tucking hook-to-chin en-route. Morena blown backward by punch and hurtling mass of ballistic blonde body both: Baccarin crashing to her back, suddenly all a-swoon! Morena swiming on her back, trying to roll over her right hip - falling back - feet pushing on canvas as numb legs give up. Baccarin's limbs mutiny - you can see each separate part of her quitting as her mind's desperately trying to rally off the deck. No go: KO6 Brittany Daniel in come-from-behind justice-league fashion.

After: Vindication for a banged up blonde: left side of Brittany's face beaten to putty - her trunks pounded...rough night in the office as Brittany nearly overwhelmed by Morena's heartless tactics on the night. "She knew she couldn't compete physically," Brittany shrugs in postfight, holding an ice bag to her left eye, "so she got cheap. The headbutt really hurt me - I was out on my feet for a few minutes there, and she was able to take advantage, build up a lead, but I knew that eventually my body would prevail. I've got a big welterweight's muscle packed into an athletic lightweight's body...that's just too much for these girls to handle. I'm still waiting for Missy Peregrym to answer the beating i gave her a while back, but you know - there's lots of girls I'd like to expose in this division. I'm not picky!"