Posted by Simguy on 3/5/2004, 7:02 am.

Before: Jolene’s worked out the kinks--she’s ready to go. “I got everything worked out on Kiana--I’m feeling great,. A quick KO over Britney and I’ll be right back where I was before the Connelly upset.” Spears not impressed, despite Jolene’s awesome display against Tom and the lingering results of Spears/Blalock I. “Blalock took Kiana apart, but anything less would have been a disappointment--it’s meaningless ego-stroke as far as I’m concerned, I’ve been watching tape of Jolene’s real fights--Blalock/McCarthy, Blalock/Connelly--and I think the real Jolene is slowly being exposed. She’s a devastating offensive fighter, but you can’t let her get into your head00you have to gamble with her, punch with her, look to hurt her, it’s dangerous, but when shorter girls like me or Eliza try to box her, we get into trouble. Take the fight to Jolene and you have a good chance of getting her out of there.” Interesting assertion--fight the puncher--up to Britney to make it work. Spears in business-like black sports bra, black boy cut trunks, black shoes--Jolene in blonde dreads, black push up,. Leopard print bikini bottoms, black shoes.

During R1: Spirited stuff early--Spears copying Connelly’s little step-over to the right away from Jolene’s booming right as girls stalk each other midring. Jolene loping footwork, right at her chest, left at her hip, seeking Britney up-jabs, Spears left hand low, chin tucked behind that left shoulder, right hand at her chest--she’s twisting down and away, slipping Jolene’s punches, circling counterclockwise, directing her attack to Blalock’s slender ribcage and tempting tummy. Even round to the final moments--popping right hand behind the ear sends Brinte4y on a hurting pony-trot--blonde distraught  as her kegs go all rubbery and abandon her for a moment. Bell sounds--no follow up from Jolene as one walloping right wins the round for her.

R2: Spears stepping right, crouching, lifting the jab off her thigh and reaching it into Jolene’s breadbasket--Blalock missing right hands, getting countered to her body. Britney smart, making JB give up her height--she’s walking Jolene into abrupt right s to the ribs, scraping a hook across those hulking Blalock kegs--little snaps and snatches as Britney nibbles, moves on. Midway through, Britney jabbing tummy, dragging her left foot as she slides to her right--suddenly she hops forward, swivels her hips and shoulders to torque a tidy hook onto Blalock’s chops, carrying her body into Jolene on follow through and BLALOCK’S SHOOK! Jolene eating hook, put wobbly butt--she reels ropeside all crazy-legged and Britney pounces, Brit nice and tight, punching in and out of her crouch, moving her head, snapping brisk, bouncing rights off Jolene’s flanks and tanned waistline, good veteran stuff from Spears: hurt a girl to the chin, clan up in her body, send her back to her corner badly rattled.

R3: Blalock tentative,. Weight on that back foot--Britney’s dictating with curvy legs, sudden hooks off the jab and workmanlike bursts o the ribs. Spears snatching 2s and 3s to the body, getting that nice little hop-in hook upstairs--working in and out on Blalock. Taller wloman on her heels--doesn’t look to comfortable: Spears takes the lead.

R4: Blalock re-committing to her jab, touching Spears with it, negotiating her backwards, then to the left--Britney’s lost initiative because of it. Jolene inching forward, but always behind long, snapping stick--midway through she strikes pay dirt. Blalock pounding away with piston lefts--Britney bending at the waist and weaving them well, but she’s laying over on her right side--Jolene extends on a whistling right behind the ear and BRITNEY GOES DOWN! Spears scattered to all fours parallel to the ropes--she climbs strands to beat the count, but those million dollar thighs are all trembly--Blalock gets 60 seconds to clean up. Jolene showed she can punch to the body against Kiana--she proves it again by edging in behind that extended left,  turning on a sinewy right flat to the chest, ripping up into the gut the hook, then staying on the torso with licking, carving strokes. Poor Britney soaking up a tremendous beating, guard shredded, tits and abs spanked--she’s a busted up wreck at the bell, Jolene chests up, breathing hot  onto Britney’s shiny face--ref breaks ‘em up.

R5: Spears gutting up--eyes clear, jaw clenched--she slides to her right, rolling with Blalock right hands and countering with saucy right hand licks to her own. Jolene getting caught flat amidships as Britney capitalizes on misses--Spears uncoiling, driving that screened right hand in with good body torque, then sliding away from the receipt. Midway through, Jolene coming forward--Brit steps back to load up on her back foot and thrusts herself forward--hips, shoulders twist into compact hook and BLALOCK SCOOTS TO HER BUTT! Britney getting great explosive release on that shot--she looks down in steamy satisfaction as Blalock stares up in shock. Woozy 8 Blalock--Britney pushes her way in to work, Spears no pampered pop star in these moments--she’s brought her lunch pail and work boots, LOOTING Jolene’s pain-wracked middle. Britney crouching and exploding, getting 2 and 3 right hands up into the body, then shifting weight to work her hooks--pulverizing Jolene’s slim waist and buxom jugs as Blalock droops open-mouthed into the ropes. Bell sounds, Britney still at it, working hard, twisting on her hips to reef home the leather--ref has to pull her off as Jolene’s lips curl in protest.

R6: Blalock winded, stalking forward, bending into lithe right hands, but Britney’s outclassing her! Spears sliding to the right, rolling her torso to the right, then jumping back at Blalock, stamping flat right hands against the ribs, jerking in that hook to chin, then sliding out of Dodge, Jolene stubborn, bringing the fight, but she’s not cutting off the ring as well as she has and she’s getting the bejesus countered of her. Spears able to potshot and move, drawing Jolene in and taking her apart a little bit this round.

R7: Jolene stepping over, correcting her pursuit angle, thrusting out the jab--Britney forced to move to her left early. Rising Blalock hook, fine licking stroke smears Brit’s face, leaving her wobbly butt and a HEARTSTOPPING right cross smashes her chin back the other way--poor Britney blasted back on her heels and deposited several feet away on her butt at the ropes. That’s a ruinous punch--Spears lolling over to her left hip, eyes smoky with hurt--Jolene licks salty lips in anticipation of the Big Finish. Torn up 8, Spears, she almost stumbles to her knees when the ref steps back--ON COMES JOLENE! Not for the faint of heart--best finisher in the business steps up and unleashes a sickening volley of slashing, limber-limbed wallop on a helpless Britney Spears. Crowd screaming as rights and lefts tug on Britney’s little chin, horrific blows tear up her belly, tightly pulled hooks rake her jugs--SOMEHOW Ms. Spears keeps her feet, sliding ragged to her right along the ropes. it’s all too much--Blalock getting too much on Britney, too much time to work with--a series of bloodcurdling right hands bash down on Britney’s jaw and ear, turning her in stages to her right, then beating her to canvas. Jolene stands above her fallen prey like a triumphant cave woman--legs spread strong, hands smoking at her sides, chest heaving as she takes in the sight. KO)7 Jolene Blalock.

After: Jolene all the way back, following up Kiana with an equally brutal dismissal of Britney Spears, but critics like what they saw out of Britney. “That was a very combative outing for Britney,” says one pundit. She didn’t shy away from Jolene, she didn’t play it safe--she gambled shot for shot with Blalock and damn near won this thing. I think we’re seeing the real reason why Jolene doesn’t move up--she cracks like a lightweight, but bantams are wearing out her chin in nip and tuck shootouts--you’d hate to see what a Ryan or a bell would do if Jolene got in with the big guns at sub130.

Reposted by Archer 4/2/11.