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10 August 2002 Jeri Ryan vs Catherine Zeta Jones

Page history last edited by Archer844 12 years, 5 months ago

Posted by Simguy on 8/10/2002, 8:42 am.

 

Before: Even staunch Jones supporters wonder at this match up--Jeri a tall, hard blonde who can punch holes in lightweights--not the usual CZJ interim opponent. Catherine shrugging off the concerns: "Theron, Bell. Sorvino. I eat tall girls up, and those brought much more to the table than does Jeri. Ryan is crude one dimensional--the wonder is that her people are letting HER take this fight." Jeri in navy string bikini, straight shoulder length hair, Jones red bikini, low ponytail.

 

During R1: Jeri touches Catherine early with the long jab in the forehead--Jones doubleclutching, stepping out, wary of the blonde's thudding power and range. Ryan stalking, but getting feinting and wrong-footed--Jones twitching her shoulders to buy half-seconds, stepping to angles, etting off weith quick snatches to the reasts and body. Even, tactical round till late--Jones still tightly on that left side, gouging in hooks to the belly, working her way to breasts and teeth as the ref comes around to inspect. Ryan jacked up at the bell--Jones with the wishy princess walk to her corner.

 

R2: Catherine making up for range on her jab with timing, beating Jeri to the touch. Jones slipping inside Jeri's predictable left, dipping the shoulder, jerking in that compact hooki to flat belly. Ryan constantly caiught mid punch, interrupted, pre-empted--Jones shining her up with deft in and out combinations and body work. Midway through, harsh pumping action from Jones--she's in her sweet zones, rotating her upper body into pumping hooks to the beltline--breathy groan from Jeri, she's in trouble. Jones punching with her torso, dips down, comes up with the short left uppercut on the teeth, twists into a clouting right across the teeth--Ryan's ropeside, wide-eyed. Jeri's hands at her chest, facing into punches--Jones putting 'em together, a brisk whitewash of Ryan's dazed features. Jeri leaning up straight on the ropes, blinking stupidly at the bell--meanspirited brunette lands a late right hand on the teeth to draw a stern's ref's rebuke.

 

R3: Jeri shakes it off--big woman's resilience despite Jones' good work. Stiff, stinging jab, doubling it, backing Jones off--Catherine bobbing side to side, trying to get the tining back. Jeri bouncing, lithe in her toes, steps in a cracking jab to the eye, steps in a rising hook to pick Catherine's chin up and WALLOPING right hand finisher! Jones' head straight back, then her body follows--she scoots to her backside, propped up at the ropes. Pathetic reach for the middle strand--Jones can't get off her butt! Beautoiful dark eyes swimming helplessly as Ryan lifts her mitts and STRUTS! KO3 Jeri Ryan.

 

After: Jeri solves class with power--taking some tough shots and cheap, hurtful fouls from Jones, then laying the hammer down with a bashing straight shot oin the chin. Jones comes-to and she is LIVID! Screaming at BSE officials ringside--anxious men pulling at their collars, loosening ties, sideways glances to exits...scary. "This is all an attempt by BSE to privilege Halle at my expense," whines Jones in post fight, "they would NEVER put Berry with Ryan--it's soft touches and cupcakes for Halle, hard tack and gristle for Catherine and I WON'T tolerate it!" On and on for several blistering minute--you get the picture.

 

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