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Posted by Simguy on 2/2/2007, 6:03 am.

Before: Cuthbert again moving to protect Rachel McAdams’ flank--ambitious Kelly Hu knows road to the bantam title runs through Elisha. “I had Neve eating from the palm of my hand,” a rueful Kelly Hu recalls, “only a lucky punch prevented me from handing her a beating. Elisha’s cut from the same cloth: I’ll keep away from her, touch her up, and look for spots to hurt her. I fight my fight--this kid says ‘goodnight’.” Elisha fresh off a valiant title bid of her own, more committed than ever to preserving the McAdams dynasty. “I’m turning Kelly back,” Cuthbert boldly predicts, “she’s not getting to Rachel. Me and Rache have a stone cold lock on those belts--even if Kelly WERE to get past me, she’d be so beat up she’d never be able to last with Rachel. But it’s never going to get that far--I’m getting great fights as McAdams’ wing woman and I want to start winning some of them!” Elisha in Maple leaf motif bikini; red gloves/white knuckle bars. Kelly in white cashmere crochet bikini against golden brown Asian skin; white gloves.

During R1: Kelly weighs on left (front) foot--right hand suspended in midair, palm down--left also extended out around hip level, palm down--legs set springy to receive Elisha’s charge. Cuthbert jabbing into Kelly from too far away: Hu lands a chopping pull-counter right hand over ‘Lishy’s stick to put blonde wobbly butt seconds in. Cuthbert stunned, staggers forward on instinct: Kelly glides back, batting check-hooks against Elisha’s cheek, then steps right, circling out of range. Cuthbert on her heels, shaking her head--again she trudges forward: Kelly fades back, batting those sleek hooks, chopping the right hand--ELISHA STUMBLES TO ALL FOURS! Crowd groaning as poor Cuthbert’s getting carved up: the LOOK Kelly gives Elisha in rhe strut-past--all seething contempt and better-than-thou ‘tude. Cuthbert struggling up off her knees, takes a ragged ropeside 8: ON COMES KELLY! Hu UNLEASHING a torrent of blows in rapid succession--slashing lefts and rights as she leans in on that front foot, tearing Elisha up. POOR CUTHBERT! Elisha sitting shell-shocked in ropes, face-in-gloves--OH she’s soaking punishment, Hu snarling with effort, tearing at Elisha’s ribs, breasts, tummy, ears and flanks, bat-batting away to set up hateful right uppercut finishers. Elisha’s curvy legs hold her up but it’s a terrible pasting: Cuthbert cut in her mouth, staring in confusion at the bell as Hu paints a vicious shutout first!

R2:  Kelly out with the same weird stance--weight nominally on the front foot, but poised to glide back at will; hands wide apart, hovering in the air, reading to dart and slash at her foe. Cuthbert already busting up, Hu combative--she knows she’s simply GOT to get to Kelly’s chest to have a chance of renegotiating, Elisha double-pumping the jab, closing smartly and LABERLING Hu a sweeping overhand right as Kelly’s backpedaling: Kelly reeling to ropes wide-eyed, awestruck as ELISHA WADES IN! Cuthbert POUNDS away--head down, fists swinging at ribs, flanks, jugs: Hu’s turn to sit and soak on the ropes. Brutal, brutal body work dished out--Elisha baring gritted teeth as she torques her torso to haul home hurt.--big bashing hooks smashing off Kelly’s flank; succulent right hand roundhouses taking Kelly in above her left hip. Kelly paralyzed, unable to get out of there--Elisha ignoring the temptation of Hu’s hard-to-find chin in favour of belting the bejesus out of that bodkin. Bell: Kelly shiny-eyed, wobbly butt: Elisha bellowing in triumph as she chests up and answers HUGE.

R3: Hu going to her more familiar closed stance: pointing left shoulder at ‘Lishy; left hand dangling; right at chin as Kelly’s slinking/pivoting to her right. Elisha jabbing at Kelly’s left breast and shoulder--just touching Kelly, ranging-in: blonde HEAVING a muscular right roundhouse above the hip, chases brunette to ropes. Kelly flabbergasted, panting, wincing--she’s bending at the waist, giving Elisha head-movement, but Cuthbert could care less, OH THE BODYWORK--Elisha Cuthbert: ‘Lishy putting it to Kelly like a Rachel McAdams clone--brutal, lavish hooks sucking the life out of Hu as she sits in the ropes. Cuthbert drumming her foe’s torso, trying the odd uppercut, but Kelly’s wonderful little too slick to get caught upstairs. Elisha content to hammer the midsection, further weakening Kelly’s wonderful legs.

R4: Kelly flat-footed, but supple: she’s hurt, but crafty. Hu sliding to her right, dropping the jab slow into ‘Lisha, the backhanding it snappy, never letting Cuthbert get a read,. Kelly timing her cobra-quick right hands, jotting ‘em in on Elisha’s mouth as blonde approaches--Cuthbert getting pre-empted as she momentarily forgets her to jab her way in. Hu righting the ship--not hurting Elisha, but circling her, tapping and drilling at her in spots for points,

R5: Elisha landing SICK body shits: she’s got Kelly all cramped up midring, forcing Asian beauty to lay-in and swamp downstairs. Hu grimacing, mouth-on-shoulder with Elisha while trying to slide around her--Kelly snapping/snatching supple little clouts inside, treating herself to stubborn blonde paunch and firm Canuck jugs. Cuthbert grinning even when she’s getting touched--she’s landing much more robust shock to Kelly’s flank and arms, simply bashing away at the sleek stylist. Hu stands her ground and trades, but she’s getting all banged up in the process.

R6: Kelly in her closed stance negotiates distance exquisitely--she’s got Elisha coming forward, walking into shots. Kelly drifting counterclockwise, flat footed very supple--shoulder-rolling Elisha’s jabs and right hands, then coming back with a vicious straight right hand bingo on the teeth, Kelly able to hurt Elisha at points--stunning her that counter right hand, then putting the hook on top: blonde legs too sturdy to give way as Cuthbert continues to march through Kelly’s fire.

R7: Elisha’s fans starting to cry out for their heroine: Cuthbert’s face lumping up badly as Hu continues to dial in,. Kelly hypnotic in her movements--just sliding to her right, dropping the jab down, lifting it up backward, punching Elisha in her mouth. Kelly fading juuust out of reach then walking Elisha into exquisite straight right hands--rifling, heartless shots, pounding into Cuthbert’s beautiful face, Ripping hooks--Kelly turning to her right, tucking the shoulder in behind the shot while transitioning weight to right foot: sinuous leverage being generated as punch takes Elisha repeatedly upside her head. Cuthbert’s legs trembling, but holding--Cuthbert walking through Kelly’s best punches, just can’t close and answer the way she needs to.

R8: Kelly completes her work on Elisha’s left eye, closing it completely via the jab this round. Right hand abrupt, sudden to Elisha’s face: blonde taking it flush, no longer seeing the incoming. Kelly slicing her hooks to face, breasts and waist--just sampling Elisha gnawing on her. When Kelly wants distance, she slides out of range, always coaxing Elisha forward, always shoulder-rolling blonde one-twos. Cuthbert well and truly busted up, frequently staggered, but consistently trudging forward: no quit in this kid as she’s till looking for Kelly’s body.

R9:  Elisha finally able to crowd Kelly to ropes, bullying Hu with head, shoulders and elbows inside. Kelly open-mouthed visibly tired--she’s pulling Elisha in behind her head, tieing up more: Asian vixen running the clock, trying to bog determined blonde down. Cuthbert working hard, pushing and writhing against Kelly’s arms for room, then waxing those golden-brown ribs, Hu not doing much offensively, slouches in the ropes, holding and hitting in little spurts.

R10: Elisha jabs Kelly to ropes, lands heavy right and left roundhouses to either flank as Hu twists and swivels to blunt the incoming. Kelly mouth breathing, legs wife/parallel as she camps out on ropes: she’s right in front of Cuthbert as Elisha starts to get big. Cuthbert landing some thumping body shots now, gutting Kelly, then reaching under Asian arms to chest Hu into ropes: Kelly grimacing, trying to hold on as Elisha’s clearly the stronger vixen. RIGHT UPPERCUT, ELISHA! Hu rocked back, body and limbs suddenly relaxing--she’s very limp, sagging in the ropes with glassy eyes and CUTHBERT PILES ON! Elisha REEFING to Kelly’s midsection, hauling home the hooks, shifting her weight then swinging in the right hands--blonde pushing and punching, rag dolling helpless Kelly at the ropes. Hu beaten senseless, but makes it to the bell--Elisha physically pulled off by the ref as she’s mindlessly whaling away after the bell. Comes back UD10, Kelly Hu.

After: Hu wincing, cringing when ref tries to lift her arm in victory--Kelly virtually crippled by Elisha’s body work tonight. Hu finding a little of the old championship gumption in soaking it up from Elisha: Kelly proving she can absorb thudding work when she has to, carving out a tremendous win over a hamhanded little slugger tonight. “I want the winner of Rachel/Allison,” Hu grimaces in post fight, ribs freshly tensered-up. “I’ve paid the price, I’ve jumped through the Mountees’ hops: now I want the rewards.”

Reposted by Archer 7/11/11