Posted by Simguy on 11/8/2003, 9:30 am.

Before: “Krusher girls have been beating up BSE girls for years,” says a brazen Cuthbert in preflight, “and I’m looking forward to continuing the tradition!” Strong bodied blondes have a lot in common, but Spears adamant about the differences. “Elisha’s come along way, but she’s not in my league right now. I could tear her up on the inside, but that would give her only opportunity to compete, so I’m going to mix it up a bit, give her different looks--box, slug. Once she’s discouraged, I’ll move in, take her apart, and probably stop her late. I don’t see Elisha going the whole route with me.” Back of the conference hall, a smoldering Jessica Alba: lucrative Cuthbert bout yanked off her plate by greedy Britney, and even more lucrative rematch with Spears apparently dead in the water--Jessi’s not happy. Spears in pale blue sports top, tied in the back, navy boy cut trunks, Elisha in white bikini.

During R1: Elisha aggressive, long right hands, rapid come-back hooks as she comes forward. Spears elusive, giving ground, left hand low, right at her chest, left shoulder pointed towards Cuthbert, cuffing counter hooks as she ho0ps bvack in good order. All even till late--Britney fluttering the jab off her hip, fades the Cuthbert right hand and bites a tight hook off blonde temple--’Lishy batted off balance and staggered at the bell.

R2: Spears potshot ting--she’s got Lishy’s respect, now she’s pecking away at her from outside, Britney stepping flat footed but supple, hands at chest, elbows in--she’s shooting straight lefts and rights, bouncing ‘em off Elisha’s available face. Cuthbert following, facing into blows--Spears touching her up and circling for a classy shutout.

R3: Britney edging in behind her left shoulder, stooping to backhand-jab Lishy’s pert gut, drawing the predictable right hand and cuffing counter-hooks over it. Midway through, Cuthbert stunned a hook upside the head--Britney nimble, steps in with a slicing right on the mouth, carrying in close, getting another left cross the teeth, following through with  the forearm, Cuthbert spilling back stunned from the fluid, compact power shots--she ropes and forms up hurt, Britney pressing up with her left shoulder and right hand, nudging ‘Lishy upright, then hooking her tummy, shouldering her back, then picking up the chin a tidy right uppercut. Spears supple on her hips, getting her body behind the licks--she steps right, twists a savage hook across Lishy’s jugs, turning to the right on follow through--big smile as Cuthbert cries out in startled pain.

R4: Elisha’s head enough--she storms across the ring, tackles Britney into her corner, shoulder butts her repeatedly to stack her up, then gets after belly with hateful plugging lefts and rights. Cuthbert bobbing up and down--sometimes chopping her fists overhand into Britney’s chest and torso, sometimes hup-hup-hupping ‘em up underneath, Spears getting ransacked--teeth clenched--blonde doing a a lot of clenching, Cuthbert bell to bell, beating a reckless tune on those golden ribs and hacking a cheap, late overhand right against Spears’ breasts in bitter paybavk as the ref steps in.

R5: Jug mugging worked--Britney’s angry, pressing in cheek to cheek, using her shoulder in close--it’s trench warfare. Spears no slouch on the inside--she’s cute in close, left across her body, right at her cheek, nudging and shouldering Cuthbert off balance, then licking her the hook or chopping right hand. Cuthbert dukes at her chest, bending side to side, going at Britney with nice tight clips--hardhearted exchanges rip back and forth. Midway through, Elisha gets a tidy right uppercut on Britney’s chin, twists and gets a nice left uppie in--Spears put wobbly butt, has to clinch, Cuthbert smiling, walking her girl to the ropes, bodying up--she’s bouncing her shoulder into Britney, shaking her up, then getting back into that taut waistline with beefy right/lefts. More punching after the bell from greedy ‘Lisha--Spears glaring, showing a frazzled “Hey, she’s talking extra!” look

R6: Girls gloves chest high--Elisha the aggressor, pushing her gloves into Britney’s, backing her up, snatching punches at her, Elisha with tight, snapping delivery, digging to the body, resetting her fists at her chest, bumping, then clouting the chin--tidy lefts and rights pounding away up and down on Britney. Spears looking shopworn, not answering back, getting hit--Elisha’s going right at her, breaking her down with steady pressure through 6.

R7: More Elisha  going at Britney, snapping, compact punches, body mixed with the head. Spears banged up, backed to the ropes--she’s soaking it up below her navel, ashen-faced, but by the final minute she’s fighting back. Tough, crisp punching on the inside--girls exchanging jerking uppercuts, hooking chin nice and tight, swapping hooks to throbbing jugs--good banging trade to the bell.

R8: Britney stepping to the right, hooking Elisha’s left eye, chopping at it with slicing rights, sidestepping away--crisp, short hacks breaking Cuthbert down blow by blow. Second minute--Britney with the right tight at her chest, starts ripping left uppercuts--arching her back, digging ‘em up between the mitts and ELISHA’S LEGS GIVE WAY! Cuthbert shook, staggering to the ropes--Britney edges in close, bangs a short right from the shoulder, back with the left uppercut--’Lishy’s head swiveling loose in limp neck, guard stupid at her chest  And Spears stays on her, eyes hard as she digs lefts to Cuthbert’s straining tummy, merciless as she clips left/right uppercuts onto the chin, fierce as she pounds her way into Elisha’s defenseless rack. Cuthbert’s curvy legs holding her up, but she’s swooning--unable to get Britney off her--Spears romps to the bell and beyond, forcing referee intervention.

R9: Oh. They. Bang. Away! Hands chest high, girls leaning in to work at point blank range. They trade left uppercuts to chin, they turn on drifting rights I tight. They bump and jostle each other back, hook mercilessly to tummy and tit. Back and forth, girls growing groggy, automatic in their motions, just bulling into each other, digging into whatever’s soft on the opponent. At the bell, girls just hunker down and swap to gut--heads in close, shoulder rotating, arms pumping as ionce again the ref has to enforce the break.

R10: Britney stepping right, hooking at Elisha’s bulging left eye--Spears has a blind spot to work with and she exploits it like a pro. Slashing right hands from the shoulder bash past Cuthbert’s guard, switching her head to the right. Ripping left hooks, left uppercuts--nice and compact, Britney’s shoulder and legs driving in behind the blows, lifting Elisha’s chin, setting her feet to wandering. It’s all Britney Spears--walking her girl down, wasting nothing, getting herself in close to get off with all her weight behind devastating blows. Cuthbert brave, but coming part at the seams--she’s finally battered to the ropes, drooping as Britney nails and reloads right hand after right hand. ‘Lishy won’t go, so Spears bumps her back, digs at that trembling gut, glorying in the exhausted groan from opponent as Cuthbert falls forward, clinching around Brit’s arms. Spears won’t have it--she keeps her hands free, stands up in the stirrups and POUNDS away to the thick of ‘Lishy’s jugs on the inside--little Krusher too broken down to do anything about it. Bell sounds, Britney’s plugging away on auto--ref pushes ‘em apart--this thing goes to the cards. Hard fought duke to Britney Spears--both girls drained, battered after a rugged dime.

After: What a brawl, Cuthbert showing her mettle, overcoming a strong Spears start to take the lead after 7, then Britney showing her championship pedigree in overtaxing the Krusher blonde, beating her unrecognizable over the last 3 brutal heats. Both blubbery, getting treatment in their corners--bruising, ruinous fight took its toll on both warriors tonight.

Reposted by Archer 6/19/11.