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23 April 2011 Eliza Dushku vs Hilary Duff

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Posted by simguy on 4/23/2011, 9:08 am

BEFORE: "People forget," Duff reminds the press in prefight. "Eliza's taken terrible beatings from girls like Elisha and Dani - and I'm right in that class. I put Dani out to pasture, so I'm best-in-breed and anxious to get pressure on Dushku. And you know - I was rated higher than Lohan when we were amateurs...I'm a high quality fighter who hasn't gotten near enough respect for her skills. All that ends when I break through and take the title off Eliza's KO'd waist!" Dushku upbeat...riding high at HISC in the wake of Mishy's struggles...good chance for her to widen the Alpha-gap in her gym. "Hilary's another of these short, power-packed little tyros," Dushku allows. "Stubby, one-dimensional...I'm sure she'll give me the odd tuff moment, but soon or later, she needs to fall. Too much class here - the kid's never been in with Dushku-level heat." Eliza in red leather bikini; hair back in curly ponytail with ringlets framing face; small black gloves. Duff in baby blue sport top; dark green sport bikini bottoms; white gloves; hair in scruffy/curly ponytail with ringlets framing face.

During R1: Dushku looking to impose order via the jab...Duff not having it. Hilary bobbing like a little maniac - hook-hook-hooking out of her crouch; burying stubby right hands in Eliza's stomach...blonde girl a little power-punching machine in early going. Dushku alarmed, on her heels - hands're up, trying to block, but hooks are finding her body and jaw, and those stuffing rights are landing clean to belly. Ropes: Dushku rolling-torso in the pocket - Duff bobbing in close, pushing on Eliza, hook-hooking her to body, then chucking in the brawny left shoulder to knock Dushku ropeside. Thick sheets of punishment applied, Duff to Dushku...Eliza rolling/blocking, tying up whenever possible, but basically taking it bell to bell from li'l whirlwind. Bell: Duff making great show of pushing Dushku deep to ropes before separating - making the champ take weight in the first.

R2: Dushku back to midring, looking to pop the jab, impose rational order on proceedings...li'l blonde riot won't have it! Same up-tempo bob-and-slug power punching from Duff: hooks raking Dushku to belly, flank and chin - punctuated by short, pulverizing right hands body or head. Cleaving hook swivels Eliza's head...she's hurt, reeling back into ropes all staring in wonder. Duff steps-to, crossing arms to brace Eliza's chest, shoving her upright, then blonde girl pours on the hurt. Hooks and bludgeoning right hands...Duff bobbin' and a sluggin' - pressing into Dushku as necessary to prop and pin her. Eliza getting BATTERED, but hanging tuff...down the stretch, she unleashes a wicked, ripping array of left uppercuts/right hands to put Duff wobbly butt! Hilary suddenly destabilized...Eliza finally matching blonde ferocity with desperation slugging from the hips. Hooks rake across Duff's scalp and upperback as she bobs low: Dushku able to push and punch Duff backward. Hilary firms, crossing arms and bobbing on the spot, withstanding Dushku's slashing attack at bell. Girls still fighting...ref moves in hot...both vixens swaying on the spot, close to collapse in the second!

R3: Eliza ripping Duff right uppercuts off the jab - trying to pick blonde girl up out of her crouch. Duff sponges the shots, keeps coming: withering stream of non-stop hooks pours into Eliza Dushku, driving her back to ropes once again. Dushku: lips parted, right at left cheek/left across her waist...she's stooping forward, trying to crowd Duff with a shoulder. Duff: bobbing, bobbing, bobbing on the spot; hooking Dushku viciously behind right elbow, on right ear; tucking in brutal right hands to the Dushku midsection. Duff pushing Dushku off with left shoulder/chickenwing left elbow, then pouring on extra punches...Eliza taking on a grim aspect, hardly punching back, just absorbing Duff's work to body/arms/head.

R4: Fighting at the ropes a few steps away from HISC corner - Duff on top, pushin' and punchin'. Eliza grimacing, chucking back in spots, absorbing hell in her body. Dushku tries to slide past Duff's left shoulder to escape: Duff curls a hook to left side of Dushku's head, catching her awkward. DEEP knee bend Eliza D - Dushku's butt almost hitting her heels...then she spills past her corner into adjacent ropes, Duff walking her down. More punishment for Dushku - Duff pushing up on her, bobbing on the spot, working the gut right/left, then looking to crank hooks wide, body/head. Dushku progressively battered - she's trying to left-uppercut her way off the ropes late when a STEAMIN' hook smashes chin, dropping her to left hip in shock! "BOO YAH!" Duff screams down - Eliza's right hand flailing for ropes above her head, trying to pull herself up.

R5: Grim, digging battle at ropes near HISC corner - Duff atop Dushku, working her over. Eliza busting up, sitting and suffering in ropes, sniping back in spots, but generally looking bruised and sullen. Duff a constant blonde menace - pushing up with crossed arms bracing Dushku's breasts; pushing in via left shoulder; pushing off via chicken-wing left elbow. Duff's brawny shoulders rolling as she works the gut rolling right/left licks; Duff bobbing on the spot, then REEFING hooks, taking Dushku in her body/head. Duff's right hand less featured, but effective as a ballpeen hammer in close - tucking deep to breadbasket, or chopping in on Dushku's jaw. Eliza's sleek legs threatened again and again, but holding firm: tough champion still getting off in spots, chopping up Duff's breasts and face in angry reprisal bursts. Bell: Duff pushing in deep before pushing up off her foe...blonde girl leaving her scent on weary champ through 5.

Posted by simguy on 4/23/2011, 9:08 am

R6: Dushku meeting Duff midring - jab-jabbing from the shoulder; hooking the chin or forehead - sidestepping left, creating a turning battle midring. Duff swivelling/bobbing on the spot - having less effect with hooks as Dushku's circling away from that stroke. Good tuff minutes for The Sheriff: she's leaning in to bump shoulders; fitting Duff for short left uppercut/right hand combos; pivoting-left away from Duff's hook. Eliza stabilizes her front - grinding away hardnosed, but being cute enough to avoid standing in one place for long.

R7: Similar stuff - turning battle midring - relatively close range as Dushku leans in and out, but Eliza prudently pivoting clockwise around Duff's right shoulder. Eliza's elbows in, arms relaxed - short punches clipping and clouting at Duff's head/shoulders as Dushku peppers combos. Duff's hook still raking Dushku, but having less effect: Hilary relying more on that short, shoveling right hand in Dushku's midsection to score points.

R8: Same again - Dushku chipping away jabs on Hilary's face while sidestepping-left - always fighting off blonde right shoulder. Dushku dropping in tidy right hands, scoring to face...Duff falling off the pace as she crosses arms/bobs her torso, trying to regain rhythm. Eliza shifting left, getting off first - nice methodical hands and feet from Dushku keeping her in charge. Bell: Dushku slides in an extra right hand poke to right side of Hilary's mouth...tempers flare as ref jumps in.

R9: Dushku limber-limbed midring, chipping in smooth one-twos, looking to pick Duff up delayed-action left uppercuts off the front (left) leg. Duff bobbing in crossed-arm, slipping shots, heaving wide right/lefts to body...girls negotiating furiously for position midring. Midway through - Duff buries a right hand to pit of Dushku's stomach; turns a short-shrugging hook across Dushku's chin...Eliza backing away blinking, trying to reload for a receipt right uppercut. RIGHT HAND, HILARY DUFF! Duffster looping in over the top, crashing upside Eliza's head righty...DOWN GOES DUSHKU! Shattering blast puts champ on her back - Duff all a-jiggle en route to neutral corner. Eliza all but out, but refusing to go under...she struggles off her back, takes her swaying 8 like a battered little warrior. ON COMES DUFF! Hilary wades in all busy blonde fists and shoulders, bumpin' and a sluggin' on wilting Eliza! Dushku ragdolled, swollen eyes fluttering shut as she's pressed into ropes, then beaten. Champ drawing on pride, sinewy legs holding her up as hook after hook bashes her senseless. Bell: Hilary baring teeth, sinking an extra right hand deeeeep to tummy, then doubling that right hand into helpless tits...Dushku lolling, shipping the insurance all limp and woozy as ref moves in.

R10: Dushku beaten beyond recognition, but forcing herself up off stool: Duff marching in, compresses Eliza to ropes to initiate fresh beating. Dushku limp, absorbent...Duff just pushing on her, propping her, hooking her hip to head, ragdolling her upright. Eliza swooning - right at her left shoulder, left at her tummy...reactions tragically late as she takes hard bashing blows off her head, THEN rolls with them. Duff reefing hooks to liver and waist - twisting torso-right to heave home the left hands - glove bouncing off proud Dushku-meat as Eliza sponges it up. Shove and slug, shove and slug: Duff putting her shoulder into Eliza, stacking her up, getting her done bell to bell. BREAK! Ref pulling Duff off from behind as she won't let up...Eliza battered into swoon, dimly aware she's just coughed up the belts UD10 Hilary Duff!

After: Duffster bangs through with a prime-Fishel type effort...little blonde fireplug just climbs into Eliza's trunks and beats the championship right out of her. "I'M SO HAPPY!" Duff wails, wiping at tears in postfight. "Destroying Dani was one thing - that was me sort of shuffling the deck and getting rid of old beef - but this! This is just the best. We KNEW Eliza could be outworked...she's a tuff old boot for not quitting, 'cause I was ALL up in her business - but I refused to let up on her. She got her game going in the middle rounds, but I just got my second wind and took it all away from her. OMG - I'M CHAMPION! I'M THE CHAMPION OF THE WORLD!" Duff overcome with emotion, no longer making sense as she hugs belts and milks the moment.