Posted by Simguy on 5/5/2006, 7:15 am.

Before: “I busted Allison Mack,” Chabert points out in prefight, “why wouldn’t I be able to take care of Dani, too? I’ve got slugging ability I haven’t even shown yet, and trust me--when I take care of Fishel in the ring, I’m gonna take FULL advantage if her.” Dani well-used to Dani-busting bravado--she’s the bigger woman, the stronger and more experienced--Fishel calmly confident of victory in the face of Lacey’s bluster. “I’m surprised they’re letting Chabert take this fight,” Dani schmoozes. “She’s got a nice little thing going with small chicks who can’t take a punch--why she would step up and get her ass kicked now is beyond me. But you know what? I stopped wondering what motivates these girls years ago--if Lacey thinks she can take care of my business, she’s welcome to try. God love ‘er!” Lacey in pink bikini, large white polka dots, white aerobics shoes and socks for ballistic look. Dani in navy bandeau bikini with bra strap support, large baby blue polka dots, white aerobics socks and shoes for ballistic look. White gloves, both vixens--Lacey very snooty during ring instructions, refusing to touch mitts with Dani.

During R1: Bouncing footwork as girls bop clockwise, then step in with robust right hands, carrying the left at cheek for protection on otherwise naked approaches. Dani getting the better of blockbuster single-shot haymakers--her gloves spanking load off Chabert’s chest, tummy, head and shoulders, buffeting brunette off-stride, Chabert not shutout--she busts Dani some tasty right hands to tummy and shoulder--but bumper car slugging goes to Fishel’s heavier weight of shot.

R2: Lacey engaging Dani midring with joyous slugging--little brunette scoring heavily Fishel’s underbelly with a swinging right--Chabert’s right foot jerking up off the canvas as she shovels home the blow. Moments later, Chabes  teeth bared as she scrubs lefts and rights against Dani’s face, sidestepping right to allow Fishel room to stumble forward, momentarily dazed by the buffeting. Lacey snarling, winging, chin up/chest out: Dani starting to settle down, refusing to indulge in the amateurish swingfest, crouching down, crossing her arms and bobbing under the worst of Lacey’s assault. Fishel looking to place hard, proper hooks in Lacey’s ribs and waist--she catches Chabert perfectly at the 2 minute mark to out brunette panting on all fours for 8. Mop up barrage at the ropes, features Dani at her bashing best: feet wide, arms crossed as she shoulder-bumps Lacey into place, then hammers away hair tossing, lips grinning. Chabert beaten to hands and knees again at the bell--visibly shakes by the sheer brutality of her bubbly opponent. Fishel bopping back to her corner, tossing her long tawny mane, grinning widely--it’s Dani at her happiest.

R3: Lacey grim-lipped, trying to push in head-and-shoulder with Dani: it’s a losing proposition. Fishel swapping punch for punch and getting the better of the trade: Lacey forced in stages to ropes where she digs in, tries to bang her way off the apron without success. Crowd-pleasing two-way plastering--Lacey adopting Dani’s forward crouch and crossed arm stance--girls bumping shoulders, trying work off the nudge to hook middles and jugg, or cuff each other about the ears short and clouting. Bell: Fishel chesting up and hooting happily in Lacey’s strained face--Chabert pushing Dani off with a snarl--ref jumps in quick.

R4: Lacey scrubbing furiously side to side to side--lips curled back, teeth bared--she’s buffeting Dani atop her breasts, against her face and shoulders--Fishel scrubbed off balance, staggers around a little as lacey steps to the right, Fishel bumped-and-slugged to ropes for the first time: she crosses arms in confusion, bending at the waist and looking for openings, but Chabert surprisingly effective with all-in brawling. Lacey slamming to Dani’s tummy with robust, shoveling right hands--back (right) foot coming off canvas with a running-shoe squeak. Thick, shrugging lefts and rights taking Dani inn the breasts--Lacey deliberately picking up jugg, feeling the meaty weight of Fishel and relishing it. Jugg mugging discourages Dani, boosts Lacey--Chabert POURING it on late and FISHEL’S HURT! Dani sitting in ropes, staring into punishment, on her heels--Lacey SMASHING at Dani, sometimes sloppily, but with total supremacy as Fishel’s curvy legs are challenged to hold her up. Bell: LACEY’S STILL PUNCHING! Chanes able to paste Dani across the face right/left/right before ref can body brunette off, Fishel staring in stupor, gob smacked and wobbly butt as Lacey howls epithets from across the ring.

R5: Grim toe-to-toe: Dani no longer smiling and having a good time as Lacey busted her good in the fourth. Both girls want the right hand thick in offending midsection: both are getting it. Both  want jugg: both are shrugging away thick n’ juicy to the other’s dismay. Dani a little stronger, more able to shoulder Lacey back, then hook her tummy--Fishel’s taking canvas away, forcing Chabert to fight off the ropes. Good hard working round--Lacey hooks Dani in the shoulder late: Fishel responds with a brutal barrage of rights and lefts which has Chabert covering up and howling for referee intervention.

R6: More shoulder-bumping, toe-to-toe goodness--give Lacey credit for squaring up and at least attempting to deny Dani yardage. doesn’t work: mitt for mitt, Fishel just too beefy--she’s grinding out the exchanges, driving Lacey inch by inch to ropes, then consolidating as brunette covers up, Lacey open-mouthed, soaking, mitts-at-temples as Dani bumps, stacks and clubs away short-n-thick. Lacey looking wan at the bell, arms numb, shoulders bruised, chest and ribs throbbing--and don’t even TALK to her about her tummy!

R7: Swaggering Dani back--hair in her mouth, across her eyes as grin starts to widen: her heavy punching starts to wear lacey down. Chabert conscious of the need to keep her back ff the ropes, but she’s meeting Dani head-on and trying to back Fishel up rather than giving her angles: Dani getting her fight and winning it. Chabert banged up toe-to-toe, forced to ropes once again--she’s grouchy, grimacing as she crosses arms, bobs low and tries to shoulder Fishel off her. Dani muscling up--feet wide, shoving up on Chabert, then bashing at her hooks and club right hands: no-frills beat down has crowd bellowing in appreciation. No none punch does it--midway through, poor lacey bludgeoned to hands and knees--belly heaving in and out, mouth open: she’s clearly shellshocked. Fishel strutting, long hair in sweaty tangles across her shoulders, spilling down her chest--she’s loving the work. Final minute just juicy mop up by Fishel: Lacey covering up earmuff, trying to stoop forward but Dani smearing brunette sideways, pushing Lacey into ropes, getting weight on her, and jamming away with free right hands to hip and ribs to the bell. Lacey all achy/whiny--complaining to the ref about what amoiunts to hold-and-hit as Dani bounces back to her corner.

R8: Lacey not just another pretty JMD’r: she holds her ground in brutal mouth-on-shoulder slogging early--pace slowing a little as Dani takes her foot off the gas. Chabert’s been  getting consistent right hand lift into Dani’s tummy--now Lacey tucks in the hook to waist and works hard hup-hup underneath against the bulging shelf of Dani’s overhanging jugg. Fishel not working, reaching in behind Lacey back for little rest-breaks--red breaks ‘em up and it’s lacey--not Dani--stepping forward to body up and engage. Chabert finishes the round strong, pressing Dani into ropes, body-smothering up on her and lugging mitt to jugg at the bell.

R9: Dani catching face-spank early--Lacey with that ferocious scrubbing action simply drubbing her hands side to side, buffeting Fishel onto her heels. Chabert able to come forward--always a key against Fishel--and move Dani to the ropes and getting the work done Lacey able to shove her mitts into Dani’s tummy and ribs; scrub back-and-forth across Dani’s generous bosom with plenty of forearm follow-through; hook Dani’s ear and lift her up with uppercuts between the mitts at the bell Fishel a little shopworn: Lacey putting up more fight, later in the night than TE strategists had anticipated.

R10: Dani rises from her stool,. Bats her mitts together and storms on out…only to be met head on and smashed up in wild toe-to-toe trading. Fishel pasted again and again on her face--she’s spluttering, frowning, falling in to clinch: Lacey picks her up a short right uppercut on the way bin, dips and rips a short left uppercut and Dani GOES DOWN! Shout of shock from the crowd--Dani panting on all fours and LACEY TACKLES FISHEL FROM THE SIDE! Dani driven onto her right side--Lacey squirming atop and punching right hands into unprotecte4d pit of Fishel’s belly--ref working hard to disentangle wriggling vixens as Syren nearly gets disqualified for charging the ring. Order finally restored--Lacey’s blood up and Dani looking a little frazzled: Chabert able to push-n’-slug her way into Fishel, pressing her hard at the ropes to the bell. Lacey chests up--Dani groggily pushes her away--ref jumps in to impose a little order after a raucous see-saw duke. Comes back UD10 Fishel.

After: Did Dani underestimate this particular little puncher? “You know, maybe I did,” a sheepish Fishel admits, face lumpier than expected in the aftermath of a late rounds Chabert rally. “She was still very aggressive and competitive after several knockdowns and some,. Really, really good body shots--I just didn’t think Chabert would be the resilient. I thought I had the fight wrapped up and maybe I coasted a little. That’s all I can think--I mean--when I was fighting flat-out, she couldn’t hold her ground at all with me.” Chabert with a different take on the action, “Dani was gassed--all fat and wheezing--because of my devastating body punches. She couldn’t take it all to the body, which is surprising given what everyone always says about her being so sturdy. I had her worn down and ready to go--I just ran out of time. She’s lucky--very lucky--that I didn’t stop her tonight. You know what I mean.”

Reposted by Archer 5/22/11.