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5 August 2011 Title Ch Elisha Cuthbert vs Jennifer Love Hewitt

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Elisha Cuthbert 11.jpg Jennifer Love Hewitt 13.jpg

Unified Bantamweight Title

Posted by simguy on 8/5/2011, 8:31 pm

BEFORE: "Elisha's just a whiny little bytch who I'm going to knock out," Jen explains at podium. "TWICE! First, I'll take HER title, and when that's done, I'll crush her feeble attempt to take my JMD tiara - leaving her crushed, smothered and heartbroken. It's the total subjugation of Elisha Cuthbert I'm after...nothing less will do!" Cuthbert champing at the bit - curvy blonde finally at the top of the mountain and she's determined to stay there. "Jennifer's going to break herself against me in this fight," Cuthbert says in prefight. "I'll hold firm - turn her back - then humiliate her on her own turf! It's the year of Elisha Cuthbert fellahs: I'm FINALLY where I always knew I should be and NO WAY am I letting Jennifer Love Pewitt spoil things for me!" Cuthbert in midnight blue bikini; loose shoulder length blonde hair all beach-messy; white gloves. Jennifer in scarlet beach-ball bikini; long brunette locks loose; bangs; black gloves.

During R1: Jen chip-jabbing to close; hooking the liver; dropping the short right hand to Elisha's pate...challenger has champ backing up under fire. Minute mark - Elisha's back to ropes: Jen diligent about her blonde here - jabbing her chest/guard; fitting her for THUMPING rights thick to waist; finishing up digging left hooks behind Cuthbert's right elbow. Systematic pounding reduces Elisha in the pocket: She's cringing from thudding body spank, slumping butt-first in ropes. Hewitt strong on her blonde bell to bell - heels of her hands pushing Elisha's shoulders to stabilize, then it's more gut-work as Cuthbert groans, wilts on the spot. Curvy legs hold Elisha up, but she's visibly shaken at the bell and JEN HOOKS JUG! Hewitt baring her teeth, clouting Elisha's knockers after the bell - ref rushes in to body Hewitt off as Cuthbert hugs hooters, whines in protest.

R2: Hewitt chip-jabbing on approach - stubby left hands knocking Cuthbert's pretty face back. Sets up thick right hands snug beneath Elisha's left breast; opportunistic left hooks raking paunch, digging liver. Blonde girl beaten backwards to ropes: Elisha digs in on apron, showing determined earmuff as Love Hewitt squares away. Grim, tousle-rubbing/shoulder-bumping toe-to-toe...both girls keeping elbows in, dukes up to work in tight. Girls working each other over in similar fashion - both looking to dig left hands under opposing elbows, then double the left into guard-splitting uppercut - each using the right to cuff at offending paunch, or chop around raised guard to get at jug. Elisha able to compete, but Jen has better position and seems more aggressive - often pushing into ropes to reset. Bruising tit for tat methodical, constant - ref pushes girls apart at bell: fighters glare at each other, chests heaving.

R3: Jen with the same smart approach-jab/right hand heart-punch routine early...Cuthbert grumpy, backing away until buns hit ropes. Elisha firming on the apron - weight forward, earmuff guard, elbows in: job of work for Jen to square up, pound the defences loose, then get after jug and tummy. Cuthbert willing to work inside in like fashion - bumping with her left shoulder; featuring left hooks downstairs/left uppercuts/cuffing or chopping right hands. Wedging, compact stuff here as girls look to dig up offending racks via stubby left uppercuts, then rip each other righty behind opposing left elbows. Bell: girls still bumpin' and bangin' - ref has to intervene as Jen won't back off her blonde. Three straight heats for Hewitt: Elisha competing well off the ropes, but corner wants her to take the initiative, start backing Hewitt up instead.

R4: Midring - girls plunder one another's racks via stubby jabs...Cuthbert working hard to deny Jen forward progress. Elisha graduating from the jab to a chopping hook off her right plant leg - hacking at Jen's breasts, finally getting a little give from the brunette as Hewitt retreats a step. Cuthbert forward strong - shovelling the right to Jen's breadbasket while crowding into her; girls are tousle to tousle as blonde walks brunette back. Jen's buttocks hit ropes, whereupon she clinches under Elisha's arms, grunting with the effort of wrestling blonde back to ropes...Cuthbert squirming to get her arms under Jen's, groaning with the effort of turrrrrning Jen into ropes. Fight tumbles along apron as girls swing-reverse each other...left arms reaching in under opposing rights; the free right hands chopping at enemy hips/lats. Down the stretch, Cuthbert able to tummy Jen into ropes and pin her there...blonde girl keeping top of her head against Jen's upperchest/left arm in under Jen's right while PLOWING right hands thick n' thumping to Hewitt's paunch. Jen: eyes shut tight, jaw clenched as she grunts in receipt...Elisha's stocky legs, strong buttocks working hard to maintain good position here. Cuthbert just pumpin' 'em in righty - often pounding Jen in her left thigh as well as tummy - ref shouting warnings but not breaking 'em up as Elisha dominates at bell. "HAH!" Leesh shouts after the bell, hair in her eyes, tongue licking her lips: Hewitt snarling, blushing crimson...ref steps in as it looks like Jen's temper's boiling over.

R5: Jen chip-jabbing, then sidestepping left: she's turning Elisha's right flank midring. Hewitt clever here, showing her variety - she's not just coming in off the jab, she's stepping in and out, turning her blonde, touching her the poke to set up thumping right/lefts to waist. Cuthbert grouchy, stooping forward behind her mitts as she takes body shots, then trying to hook-receipt...eventually, she starts landing thick to Jen-Jug, forcing Hewitt to set down and retaliate with power. Latter half the round becomes a bitter tousle-grinding, shoulder-rubbing slugfest in the trenches...Cuthbert able to brawl Jen to a standstill late, but Hewitt's control early gives her clever points. Bodies nice and pink from punishment on respective stools...girls breathing hard, looking frazzled, but still alert and determined through 5. Cuthbert chirping in between gulps of water: "She's giving!"

R6: Elisha steps up her attack - chopping hooks to Jen's jugs without mercy; dropping right hands to chin as Hewitt's crossing arms in rack-protect mode. Jen's buns hit ropes: she forms earmuff, grimacing behind her mitts. Elisha squares away - pushing on Jen's guard via the extended left elbow/forearm, then clubbing her short rights, chopping lefts in volume. Blonde girl working hard to reduce her foe in the pocket: Jen's curvy legs holding firm - her hands up, elbows in. Steady Elisha work has Jen taking baseball-bat clouts...Cuthbert with that cuffing hook in the paunch setting up quick-jerk left uppercuts to split the guard...Hewitt's head popping up sleepily off her mitts as Cuthbert gets to her. Down the stretch, Elisha brazen - reaching in under Jen's arms to wrestle apart the guard, chest brunette into ropes and pancake her for a follow-on jug-mugging! Blonde jailbreak as Cuthbert's romping - hacking and clouting away on Hewitt's hooters! Poor Jen distraught, mouth open, eyelashes fluttering arms trying to wrap Elisha up, but blonde girl's just in there too strong - whirling away fists/elbows/shoulders to clobber rack up-to and after the bell. Ref pulls seething champion off her foe: Hewitt swaying on the spot, then hugging herself in agony, fighting back tears as Elisha's wriggling furiously in the official's arms.

R7: Brutal toe-to-toe slugging midring. Girls scrubbing foreheads together - hands up/elbows in...each taking turns digging short-clout to waists; cuffing in behind elbows; coming off body to get tidy uppercuts. Backsides ringing, curvy legs holding canvas as girls step sluggishly around - each constantly at the other either pushing, rubbing, or head-scrubbing. Down the stretch, Elisha BURIES a left hook to Jen's gut, cramping Hewitt up. Cuthbert shoves home an insurance right to gut, then wedges a right uppercut to jug as Jen's slouching forward. Hewitt hurt, just laying in with Elisha, not answering...Cuthbert hooks Jen's tummy again, then doubles the left hand into short uppercut...Hewitt's head pops up woozy, her eyes closed, lips parted as she stumbles back a step. Elisha steps-with, gets the left uppercut again - with more authority - then starts cranking hooks-to-jaw as Jen's reeling backward! Hewitt dazed, taking clouts upside the head...she clatters back all the way across the ring and HEWITT GOES DOWN! Elisha stampeding forward on her own momentum, laughing giddily as she tremples Jen underfoot, blonde girl's jugs a-jumpin'. Elisha hits ropes chest-first - blows a kiss into the audience - then jogs to neutral corner as poor Jen's lolling side to side, trying to rally! Hewitt sits up, rolls over right hip to get to one knee but it's OVER! Elisha Cuthbert retains via KO7!

After: Hewitt up and reeling under her own power - lashes batting in groggy denial as Elisha's leaping around the ring/climbing the corner posts/carrying on in jubilation. "I DID IT!" An excited Elisha Cuthbert shrieks - bouncing on the spot and sending crowd-pleasing jiggles throughout thighs/tummy/tits. "I stood strong against Jen and turned her back...now I'M coming for HER, and SHE'S all hurt and shabby! I'm just going to steamroll over Jen - I know it! I'm gonna take her JMD title and leave her with NOTHING! OMG this is the greatest night of my life!" Noting Hewitt's getting TLC on her stool, Cuthbert suddenly breaks off the interview - barging into the Hewitt corner! Elisha ruff, pulling a whining JLH to her feet by a left hand fisted in damp brunette locks. Cuthbert pulling Jen's face to with inches of pulsing blonde rack...Jen's lips parted, her hands pushing flat on Elisha's tummy, but blonde girl's not pulling Hewitt all the way in. "Take a good long look!" Elisha bleats. "These are coming for you, baby: I'M GONNA BE ALL UP ON YOUR FACE!" Officials eventually pry Cuthbert's hand out of Jen's hair - blonde seething, stomping around all dominant and scowling: Jen sniveling, getting herself together for what is sure to be a tense JMD camp!