Before: Before Alana ever met Tricia Helfer, she was madly in hate with a blonde named Molly. "I knew when I got that guest shot on Vegas - the second I saw Molly - we'd be fighting," Alana recalls, eyes dancing. "I tore her up on set, and that got me my first FCBA bout. I kicked her ass again, and I've been battling my way to the top ever since. She's my old stomping grounds, you know? It's good to be home." Sims blushing crimson, but keeping her cool - she's used to De La Garza mind-games. "I feel like I let Alana loose," Molly nods, chagrined. "If I had beaten her in her debut - we never would have heard of her again. She's pretty, but everyone's pretty - if she hadn't gotten over Molly Sims, no one would even know her name. I'm getting that back from her in this fight. She thinks she owns me, but she's really just renting her superiority. Time's up Alana: landlord's at your door, and she's got to get paid!" Molly in bright Mexican-fiesta bikini (horizontal wavy-stripes of green, pink, mauve etc); curly blonde locks loose, black mitts. Alana in cool mauve string bikini, white gloves.

During R1: Alana stuns Molly early a sliding right cross, backs Molly up a brace of rising hooks - Sims spends nearly a minute on the lam, trying to clear her head while showing leg. Down the stretch, Sims firms - spirited toe-to-toe features resolute 2-way body spank as Molly firms, denies Alana the shutout.

R2: Similar action - De La Garza the aggressor for the most part, walking Molly down. Intense expressions, lips curling, eyes narrowed as they girls stalk each other. De La Garza ramming her jab through to Molly's chest, then curling a heavy, sidearm right to the ribs/chest, spanking away at torso. Sims leggy along the perimeter, but occasionally setting down to engage: strapping two way results late as Molly firms, slugs with authority to Alana's chest and ribcage to deny brunette satisfaction.

R3: Molly finally jabbing-with, beating Alana to punches: now BOTH heads are spanking back on occasion. Alana hooking gloriously to Molly's right side - reaching in lanky, spanking away above the hip. Molly gritting her teeth, taking it, answering back with batting, shivering body blows of her own - long arms rigid with lean muscle on hot contact. Blistering back and forth as Molly's no longer using the ring - just standing her ground and trading. Down the stretch, girls kiss each other rights; come-back hooks to chins: Alana's head toggles, her body relaxes - she eases woozily to one knee, face suddenly stricken. Sweet smile Molly - she glances down, nods, prances away thrilled to have hurt Alana so.

R4: Molly big and banging to Alana's svelte midsection - brunette groaning behind her mitts, forced back to ropes by free-swinging blonde lefts and rights. Ashley Scott's voice shrill at ringside "GET OFF THE ROPES ALANA! PUNCH HER OFF! PUNCH HER OFF!" But Alana's all curled up, shipping hurt. Molly HARD at work, grunting through tightly clenched lips: she'll bang that straight-arm right off Alana's left flank - Mol holding her left at her chest as she twists into the motion. Sims back with shivering lefts - popping her hips-right, holding right hand tight to her chest as she reefs away. ALANA SINKS TO HER KNEES! De La Garza cringing on all fours, blinking weepy, panting - she beats the count shabby, leaning up against ropes for support. ON COMES MOLLY! Sims squaring away big-girl, nice wide stance, workmanlike long-limbed strapping to Latina body to paralyze ADLG. Hard working left and right uppercuts from Molly - tightly clipped blows scraping against Alana's guard and forehead, setting up vicious swipes downstairs. De La Garza floundering - bending forward, leaning backward, trying to keep elbows in/gloves up. Molly lathers and pastes for points, grinning happily at the bell.

R5: Midring exchange - lusty straight rights and limber hooks - Molly gets the worst of it, staggering slightly under tart face-spank. De La Garza immediately to blonde ribcage - great shellacking lefts and rights CHUP! CHUP! CHUP! Gurgle of pain, Molly - she backs away while folding forward hurt. Alana limber - leaning in, stroking a vicious, lanky hook in behind Molly's right elbow: Sims sobs out, cringes hurt over her feet, then SINKS TO HER KNEES! Molly gasping - Alana glowing: De La Garza drinking in the sight with unspeakable glee - brunette very fierce and determined to neutral corner. Sims gingerly up, wincing as she beats the count: she digs in, covers up, because Alana's striding in. De La Garza squaring away, mitts collected loose at her chest - OH the shellack she unleashes - strapping and supple and slam-handed to Molly's flanks. BUT SIMS WON'T HAVE IT! Molly snivelling, blinking back tears, but she offers back late to avoid the shutout, pasting Alana's face rich rights and lefts in thrilling toe-to-toe.

Feverish corner sessions during the break - both women receiving vigorous thigh massages/ice-pack-neck-rubs. Both starting to swell and scuff up: each scoring with authority in the first half; each slightly discouraged to see the other still competing. Dim realization in both sets of eyes that this is becoming last-woman-standing territory.

R6: Girls trudging now, fronting-up, leaning forward behind raised mitts - crowd settles in happily as beautiful lasses strap it up thick in tit-for-tat toe-to-toe. Alana bursts on Molly - three thudding punches: right to the body; left to the body; jagged left uppercut guard-splitter. Molly right back in kind, digging rights and lefts wide to the body, then curling up underneath to work uppercuts and hooks. Occasional scrubbing head-contact as both are leaning forward behind raised guards - neither looking to finesse the other at all: this is brutal, methodical, hammer and tongs. Down the stretch, Alana beats a pair of shivering hooks against Molly's ribs and blonde can't take it. Sims grunting in pain, shying away all shiny eyed: De La Garza able to walk forward, lash at Molly unopposed as Sims covers up hurt to the bell.

R7: Grim trudging aspect continues - girls midring, leaning in, loading up. Molly not punching - this is Alana systematically getting work done, shaking Sims with heavy body blows out wide. Midway through, Sims loosening badly: Alana slides that elastic lead right through, punching Molly's stunned face back off her gloves; mops up a torquing, limber-limbed hook ala Felix Trinidad - swivelling Molly's head and PUTTING MOLLY ON HER BACK! Sims all stretched out, face stretched in pain: savage exultation on Alana's face as she drinks in the sight of flattened Molly. Sims achily rolls over her left hip, struggling to her feet: she's queasy-weak at the ropes, settling back into them as De La Garza marches in. Hard to watch: poor Molly slouching forward face-in-gloves, screaming into her mitts as Alana tears viciously amidships. Great lank on these shots - swinging, full-blooded lashes. Molly's curvy legs hold her up, but OH, the damage done.

R8: They grimly trudge-to, Molly blinking back tears - Sims still too body-hurt to punch, and Alana adds to blonde woes. Molly crouched forward behind her mitts, steadily beaten backward by methodical body wallop: Sims shabby now, shipping sullen, unable to slug-with. Alana strong on Molly to ropes, continues to lick at her flanks as Molly sits in the cables - heavy loosening barrages designed to set up ripping uppercuts. Mission accomplished: Molly's defences slacken - Alana's carving uppercuts brush blonde back, skidding off her drowsy face. Uppercuts set up sliding straight rights and Alana's fearsome hook: De La Garza's curling, lissome left hooks clanging off Molly's chin, bouncing off her cheek as blonde head lolls limp on loose neck. DOWN GOES MOLLY! Just dreadful attrition - Sims' marvelous legs finally quitting - she droops to all fours, badly battered. Alana seething, drawing deep, aching breaths: she's nearly spent with the effort of finishing Molly.

R9: MOLLY BANGS BACK! Athletic blonde catching a second wind despite the pounding she's taken: Alana can't hold Sims back. Molly trudging into the De La Garza midsection with those lusty, free-swinging rights and rangy lefts - Alana gulping back sobs as she's steadily driven to ropes. BEATDOWN! Crowd roaring as De La Garza slumps face-in-gloves against strands, curvy legs propping her up as Molly gets payback. Thick blonde shellack dished out - Sims too badly battered herself to go on a true jailbreak here - but she's rhythmically strapping away on Alana, pushing big-girl into her to reset. Alana beaten weepy - all groggy and wobbly butt by the bell - but she's still on her feet, stumbling back to her corner.

R10: RIGHT HAND MOLLY SIMS! Molly lands a glorious head swiveller - Alana's noggin' tossing right as her body tilts left - she staggers out of it, still on her feet. LEFT HOOK MOLLY! RIGHT HAND MOLLY! Sims extending on desperate haymakers, stepping and catching Alana at the end of the blows, pounding De La Garza senseless and driving her ramshackle to ropes. Molly squares away, back straight, arms humming as she punches lefts and rights in the horizontal plane - AND ALANA ANSWERS! De La Garza fighting off the KO, denying blonde satisfaction - she trades in the same exhausted, side to side trajectory, pasting Molly's face, shaking Molly's legs. MOLLY FIRMS! Just as Alana's starting to score heavily, buckling Molly's legs, Sims beats De La Garza to a series of rangy rights and lefts to face, stunning Alana yet again. It's too much for De La G - she sags back into ropes, eyes vacant, lips parted - she's woozily pushing out feeble lefts and rights on autopilot as Molly bares her teeth and PASTES AWAY! Sims drawing on her last reserves, finishes up with emphatic, heartfelt face-punching as De La Garza stubbornly keeps her feet to the bell. LONG delay as judges tally and retally - comes back one point duke: ALANA DE LA GARZA!

After: Molly sobbing "NO!" at the announcement - beaten by a hair's breadth by a woman who's career has been built upon the foundation of Molly Sims defeats. ROLLING CHOP BLOCK, KRISTA ALLEN! Kris barrelling in, takes Molly behind her knees, dropping the blonde to her back in a stunned heap. Alana grinning happily, pouncing to Molly's feet: De La Garza hooks Sims' legs under either arm - brunette sitting on her haunches and neatly positioning Molly on her back via leg-control. CONGA-LINE BIG-SPLASHES. Ashley, Ali, Krista all partying it up, forming up to drop belly-to-belly big splashes onto poor trapped Molly, one after another. Sims quickly splashed back to the stone age - head lolling in stupor side to side, arms down at her sides - grinning Alana holding blonde's superb legs steady. Girls splash down, push off heavily, tossing hair off happy faces, looking into Molly's cringing face and feeding off the destruction. Goes on and on as officials are slow to rally - FINALLY marauders are forced to release their victim. ADLG et al hugging and high fiving as they wander off. Poor Molly flat on her back, arms reflexively hugging herself about her ribs, eyes shut tight: she's hurt.