Retro Bout: Late 1970’s-Early 1980’s

Postred by Simguy on 10/24/2001, 5:36 pm.

Before: On the set of ABC;s “Mork and Mindy”, a guest starring Raquel Welch treated cast and crew for a few rounds of “sparring” against then-unknown Vicki Frederick, who would go on to garner a slice of fame as the brunette Doll in “The California Dolls”. (“All the Marbles”). Although not officially scored, many observers thought that Frederick’s whistling body punches and exuberant all-out attack had soundly thrashed the legendary brunette who had by this time fallen into the pattern of fighting any time, anywhere, for small crowds and little applause, and was often on the receiving end of “disputed” beatings that were tough to document. Whatever the actual result, Frederick’s performance had drawn comparisons to a young Ann Margret and had been exciting enough to get network suits working to put her together with another young, obscure, up and coming fighter, Blonde Markie Post was paired with Vick in the summer of 19__, in a classic FCBA promotional pattern: two hot young prospects, still virtually unknown by the general public, forced to take a high risk bout for exposure’s sake and to guarantee the near-term vitality of the victor’s career. Fought on a network backlot--Markie in pink bikini, Vicki in silver lamme bikini, slicked-back ponytail

During R1: Frederick with her right hand under her chin, left hand low and hooking hard to belly--Markie with her right at her left cheek, left hand busy with swatting hook-work to belly--Markie with her right at her left cheek, left hand busy with swatting hook-work to the offending belly--the girls stood shoulder to shoulder and gave the kind of effect only hungry, ambitious starlets can give when faced with winner-take-all. Brutal, hard-hearted exchanges, punches hard enough to buckle knees and wobble butts on occasion, but both girls were determined to remain shouldered-up and busy. Post hammered iyt the close round with simple sustained abuse in the final moments as Frederick stopped punching and concentrated on blocking low at the bell.

R2: Vicki outworked Markie this round. Post’s melons came under cudgeling, brisk-punching attack as Frederick treated the blonde to her Raquel-busting body assault. Whistling punches stuck thick into blonde midriff, often hunching Markie forward with her hands crossed at her stomach, lips pursed in pain. Frederick stepped around her foe, digging up underneath the ribcage, or swiping hard across the jugs, leaving Markie with a wind-blown expression at the bell.

R3: Vicki was able to walk in and get back after Markie’s curvy underbelly with luscious, scooping digs--Post with her hands crossed at tummy, face stretched in pain, giving ground as she tried to roll with punches--Markie showed a veteran’s sensibility when her butt hit the ropes, rather than cover up to take a mauling, she turned sideways and took an emergency knee. After 8, Post had the wagons circled and digging in at the ropes began a masterful counterattack. Rolling side to side to absorb Vicki’s brick-mitted bombs. Post started catching the brunette--upside the head, hard in the ribs--little lefts and rights inside Frederick’s  punches that soon had the brunette giving ground. Post couldn’t erase the knockdown, but she never let up after her knee touched the canvas, determined not to let Frederick build up any momentum from the fight’s first big break.

R4: The assault of Markie was thrilling to behold. Post simply raised her game and came at Vicki’s body with savage focus--overwhelming the brunette, banging her back into the ropes and putting her groggy with unacceptable damage between the hips and around the back;. Vicki was helpless, arms crossed, turning her body, stupefied by Markie’s harsh work, and at the midway point, Post started coming off the tummy with tough uppercuts inside, jolting Frederick’s head, then jerking her forward as the next punch found open gut. Vicki sputtered to all fours, seriously hurt as Markie jiggled aside, clearly anticipating the stoppage. It was not to be, As Markie had done previously,  Vicki gathered her courage, took a hard 8, wiped her mouth and STORMED off the ropes to answer the knockdown with vigor. Post found herself warmed, unable to answer back as the brunette bodied up, dug into soft blonde belly, jugs and ribs, and began finishing combinations on the jaw as Post stumbled across the ring to hit the far ropes. Post bending forward, sobbing as Vicki’s fists pounded into side-flesh and flat lower back, crumbled to her hands and knees at the bell, It had been a shocking back and forth--which the small audience couldn’t believe had happened as both women were assisted to their corners.

R5: Vicki came out of disastrous fourth a little firmer than her foe--Post breathed through an open pout--eyelids fluttering and she looked to wrap up or lay in rather than work as the brunette walked her down. Frederick’s output was sloppy, but constant, lathering at the blonde’s hips and arms, but missing to the head as Post crowded, mused a nice fade away-lean in routine with crossed arms to change uo the distance and get out of the round.

R6: Markie caught a second wind, and as the girls lay in sleepily at midring, just working cheek to cheek, taking turns stuffing hurtful hooks to tummy or shirt right hands up top, it was Post who started to assert herself. Vicki began to reach around Markie’s back, looking for rest spots, but the aching blonde wouldn’t allow them, punching around the brunettes arms, using her shoulder tough against Vicki’s mouth, always keeping something on the brunette at all times.

R7: More mid-ring banging and more momentum for Markie Post who began to get Frederick rolling down hill this round, The fighting still bogged down in the trenches, with the girls leaning forward on stiff legs, mouths on shoulders, hands low, working up underneath to punish pain-wracked bellies and overhanging breasts inside. Markie had a nice, slick way out clouting and cuffing at Vicki’s jaw, stepping back to allow Frederick to slump forward into punishment. By the bell, the brunette had gone drowsy with punches, just taking and waiting for her reserves to kick in.

R8: markie started to pile on. Insidel she owned the brunette as Frederrick lay sullen, arms across her body, chin on Markie’s shoulder as he blonde worked. Post could step back, confident that the brunette would fall forward and eat that clipping right uppercut or cuffing hook on the teeth. Markie could also body up, reaching under Vicki’s sturdy arms to chest the brunette into the ropes, roughing her up and breaking down the defense so clubbing fists could be brought to beat. Frederick stared aimlessly at the bell, wandering hurt to her corner after 3 brawny rounds from Post.

R9: The knockdown had been building and when it came, no one was surprised. Pst simply put her head down, fought off Vicki’s chest and moved her hands back and forth into the brunette’s body until she felt Frederick’s legs and backside start to give. At the midway point, an exhausted Vicki Frederick slid down the blonde’s body to all fours, sobbing piteously in disappointment as the wearing punishment took effect Markie shouted in triumph, strutting one half of the bring in apparent victory. And Frederick beat the count. Post amazed, waded in but had nothing left in trembling arms and Vicki reached down to find, somehow, even greater resolve to go on. Hard, clipping little lefts and rights bounced off Markie’s stomach, backing her to the ropes with a groan and the brunette piled on in a trance--shouldering Post back, punching her jaw and jugs almost at random as Markie went wobbly butt at the bell, Pried apart, the two women locked eyes in pain-drunk stupors before staggering to their respective corners.

R10: Hurt as Frederick undoubtedly was, she shook off the knockdown and got ion top, walking Post to the ropes, bodying up and working away with tired, stuffing, lefts and rights--just wedging the punches in around Markie’s elbows downstairs, or over her shoulders up top., Fighting with her butt on the ropes--an exhausted blonde could only answer in spots--leaning back into the strands, positioning Vicki’s head on one side or the other, trying to toe up, but Frederick would not stand down. The final minute was torturous for both women as Markie sullenly covered up, sat on the ropes and soaked up punishment--Vicki worked at propping the blonde up, digging into the meaty goodness downstairs and cuffing Post’s ears in tight. At the bell, the women had to be separated, each quivering on wasted legs after an agonizing long dime. In the end, the heartbreaking decision was rendered: UD10 Markie Post.

After: Frederick shouted out as though kicked in the stomach when this decision was announced and she never would accept that the blonde had outworked for the win. Markie would go on to glory, emerging as one of the best all-around talents produced by the networks in the 80s. These two would enjoy a little limelight together after a particularly rousing series of apartment wrestling battles, but I the end, the losses effectively reduced Vicki to “opponent” status in the eyes of network match makers. Fair or no, you can see the name Vicki Frederick on the records of many of the sports’ biggest names, often tarnishing those names and usually appearing early on in their careers, when risks like Vicki were hard to avoid.

Reposted by Archer 7/12/11.