Posted by Simguy on 11/12/2004, 7:20 am.

Before: Cook giving champion Hayek all she could handle last time out--promoters liked her moxie--she parleys the outing into a competitive jiggler against up and coming Mitchell. Bev shocked and stopped in her last outing--pundits taking a close look at Mitchell as she handles adversity. “My punching bag days are over,” says a confident Rachael Leigh, “I’ll make Beverly quit--you watch,” Bev in lavender camisol and panties, white lace trim, Rachael in gloriously tawdry FHM get-up--baby blue crochet cashmere top (baby doll sleeves, showy scoop front, bare midriff--sort of a camisol fit), crochet cashmere panties. Late controversy: upon seeing Rachael’s outfit--Mitchell threatens to pull out of the fight saying “It’s too trampy--we’re supposed to be professional prize-fighters here.” HUH?

During R1: Rachael going at Beverly helter-skelter--crazy brawling action all around the ring, Rache pushing her guard into Beverly’s, smearing her to the side, bumping her off balance. Swinging punches allow Rache to wrap Bev up around the head,--at one point twisting Mitchell to the canvas--Rachael making sure she’s on top, giving Mitch a little business with the elbow before getting up. Cook hustle-punching to the breadbasket, then up into the lungs--Mitchell slugged up against the ropes, ashen-faced as she rides here right arm over Rachael’s shoulder, taking it to the torso. Bell to bell Cook--Rache just digging and bumping at her,, slugging after the break until ref takes a hand.

R2: Beverley over the shock--she meets Rachael midring for tidy-punching festivities, Girls taking turns in 3s and 4s--thumping up-torso on one another, gouging in behind the elbows, hooking and uppercutting chins in tight. Mitchell finally giving ground late as Cook heaps on extra--brunette just refusing to be outworked, puts Bev’s butt in the ropes in the final moments. Rachael pushing in, slugging to the hips, tummy, tits--bell sounds--Cooks still plugging away at vulnerable Bev--ref has to enforce the break.

R3: Rachael’s got Beverly a little shaky-legged--Cook bumping her guard, slugging wildly to get Mitchell covered up ropeside. Rache getting her shoulder under Bev to lever her upright, then hurrying punches into straining belly and pain-wracked ribs. Bev grimacing--torrid punching adding up on her--Cook starts to check that chin as Mitchell’s form degrades. Rache gets a pair of short scrubbing right uppercuts, puts the hook on top--Beverly sprawls woozy against the ropes, eyes fluttering, Cook touching her knuckles to Bev as she steps-with, then sets and slugs and MITCHELL ANSWERS BACK! Bev refusing to go down, stands and brawls off the ropes, catching Rachael several tightly clipped lefts and rights off the jaw lines to the bell.

R4: Rachael pours herself at Beverley again--effervescent flyweight punching from cook as she pins Mitch against the ropes, Rache rubbing hard with her head, fighting off Bev’s  chest--she’s reaching in to push Bev’s biceps back, exposing tits and tummy to non-stop chugging. Beverly just sick about it, but can’t get her weight forward--mouth open in outrage as Cook starts helping herself to more and more rack. Bell--Cook ignores it: there’s plenty of tummy and jug to take before ref can move in. Official scolds Rachael en route to her corner--”Break when I tell you--man, I mean it!” Cook's fourth straight round.

R5: Furious two-way slugging, both girls smearing and bumping each other sideways with the guard-rush, then tucking in tidy to trembling tummies and throbbing racks. Beverly simply overhauling Cook at last, punching more, punching harder, backing Rachael up. Cook not as good in reverse--when HER butt touches ropes, she covers up and lets Mitchell go to town, Bev scrubbing and plugging, falling in on Rachael and pushing her to reset--when the bell rings--Mitchell doesn’t care to hear it. Warnings all around as ref takes both heaving beauties by the arm and reads riot act aloud.

R6: Bev turned the tide in the fifth, consolidates in the sixth, Cook beaten ragged in mid-ring trade--turning her head and walking away as Mitchell pounds away tight hands, Ropes: Cook crossing her arms, flustered, hurt--Mitchell gritting her teeth and swinging from her hips, great gaudy swiping blows side to side. Rache bashed hard upside her temple a swinging right hand--she’s helpless as follow-on punches smash against her ace and chest--COOK GOES DOWN! Rachael seated, knees at her chest against the ropes, she struggles up for 8 as Mitchell sobs for breath in the neutral corner. ON COMES BEVERLEY! Mitchell driving in on Rachael, pushing at the brunette’ biceps to clear away the defense, hooking those jugs, packing in robust right hands to pit of stomach. Cook groaning, riding her left arm over Beverley’s shoulders: Mitchell able to pump away underneath, nice n’ snug on the inside. Bell? Nobody’s listening--ref has to physically pull Mitchell off meat.

R7: Smash ‘em up collisions midring--girls baring teeth crushing into each other--it’s bedlam, Crazy punches land loud and wide to chins, wobbling flyweight backsides--both reel for a moments before shaking it off and getting back in there. Midway through, Rachael manages to tuck her shoulder behind a driving, short-short right hand to the chin, blocking Beverly to her backside! Mitchell dazed, rolling stiffly to her feet--that punch really has her discouraged. ON COMES COOK! Rachael sensing her foe’s dismay redoubles her efforts to the midsection--Mitchy sitting in the ropes, right arm limp across Rachael’s back, face pale, eyes shut as Cook pounds away left/right to the goods, Bell? Just the signal that Cook can take extra--you’;d think the ref would be making quicker moves.

R8: Rachael takes great, heaping, mittfuls of rack this round--going there with mindless determination as poor Beverley staggers along the ropes. Cook clearly having moments of weariness--stepping out to take deep breaths through the nose, exhaling as she dives back in--shoulders rotating, arms pumping as she mugs the bejesus out of Beverly’s jugs. Mitchell crying, trying to tie up--she just can’t get off those ropes, curvy legs holding her up as Rachael gobbles every last morsel. Herky-jerk thumping up into the breasts continues after the bell--ref picking Rachael up from behind, swinging her around and putting her back on the ground as Mitchell hugs battered frame.

R9: Beverley fighting in spots, but ragged--she’s taking unbelievable punishment from Rachael Leigh tonight. Cook fighting like she thinks she’s behind, pouring extra onto Beverly, walking her down, digging at her, bumping up on her, pushing at her arms and hips to keep her pinned. Pace slowing a little--how could it not--but Cook maintaining a busy, non-stop barrage bell to bell and beyond.

R10: Rachael fights the tenth as she has every other round: hungry. She gets on Bev, bumps and jostles her to the ropes, then goes about the job of putting leather on meat. Mitchell shabby with hurt, but still slugging back--heartbreaking for her not to come forward and get her butt off the ropes, Rachael cleaning up with tidy bright uppercuts ion the chin, putting hooks in top, then pumping at the ribs as Mitchell soaks it up--entire round fought on a little patch of canvas three feet from Bev’s corner.  At the bell--Rachael chests up and bellows in Mitchell's face, forcing eye contact with the battered beauty. Comes back UD10 wide--Rachael Leigh Cook.

After: Mitchell achy, wincing as gloves are removed--she got her butt KICKED tonight, dropping 8 hard rounds to a very busy Rachael Leigh cook. Rachael all flashing dark eyes and aggressive talk in post fight. “Claire Danes wants some? She got it--she and that Wolfpack scrub Mish Williams. Precious Portman? I’ll punk her out. I want Gellar, I want Packard--all the girls that have me penciled in as a ‘sure thing’ on their charts. I’m tuff, I’ve paid my dues, and I want in: people were WAY too quick to write me off in this game.”

Reposted by Archer 5/6/11