Posted by simguy on 6/8/2007

Before: "Catherine will fall," Kelly boldly predicts. "I saw her eyeing me at the weigh in - she sees my form these days - she knows she can't measure up. The fight's a foregone conclusion: this body beats that body - hands down. Plus, she's afraid to weigh jugs - what does that tell you?" Bell pursing her lips at Kelly's dismissal: busty American knows a body-rival when she sees one - Cat not about to surrender anything to upstart Brit. "Kelly looked good in her last fight," Bell admits, "not great, not special, but good, I'll give her that. She's not just a right hand and a prayer anymore - I need to spend some time polishing her before I take her out. I'm looking forward to Kelly putting her game where her mouth is - should be good. Oh and jug weighing? That's for tramps." Kelly in white bikini, ring connections; tight, tangly curls; white gloves. Cat in electric blue bikini; shoulder length straight black hair soft n' shiny; white gloves.

During R1: Heavy handed clouting off stiff jabs - both girls setting in strong puncher's stances, leaning into firm, stroking right hands. Cat's jab more educated, finding and spanking Kelly's face to good effect. Brook landing the hardest blow of the round - a drifting right cross to chin as Cat's late pulling back - Bell momentarily wobbled, but able to leg her way out of trouble as Kelly doesn't pounce.

R2: Hard clout off stiff jabs: classy, but not TOO classy - both girls committing to hurting each other tonight. Bell gets the firm touch this round - banging Kelly's head around a clanging right cross. Cat mops up on jug, belting Brook's hooters to-and-fro via the hook - Bell's eyes wide-n'-bright as she claps at jugmeat. Brook's back to ropes, tears brimming: she reaches to tie up light around Cat's ribcage: Bell dutifully jamming in crook-armed rights above Kelly's left hip until ref's break.

R3: Cat stepping around, eyes thoughtful, expression tranquil - she's a consummate professional here. Brook glaring as Cat's stout poke pounds pretty British face - Kelly just facing into stick, unable to parry or anticipate. Bell rotating clockwise, feinting, looking things over, dropping the occasional right upstairs, then doing business downstairs via a rangy, digging left hook chaser. Cat brawny - scoring muscular rights and lefts, then pushing Brook tuff in her shoulders: Kelly looking disheveled, disoriented - well and truly touched up in a shutout third.

R4: Kelly's underrated jab reappears - Bell startled by banging poke up the middle as the girls step-and-stab. Very methodical work - girls pushing off right big toes to get leverage, driving in on the opponent - Bell hurts Kelly midway through with a ringing right cross, discouraging British legs. Brook grimacing, stepping away, setting up shop at ropes: she's stooped forward behind her mitts as Cat steps-to. Bell thuddingly deliberate here - big, strapping lefts and rights carefully applied to British flanks, shaking big strong Kelly - then Cat cleans up jug as Brook loosens. Brook refusing to punk - sniveling slightly from tuff body blows, but answering back rangy rights and lefts - real stand and deliver slugging at a methodical pace here as both women test each other late. Clanging blasts to chins, jugs and tummies - not rushed or frenzied stuff: it's one girl scoring thick, then the other. Bell's round by a smidge, but both lasses wobbly butt en route to respective corners.

R5: Similar stuff: wide, strong stances; both girls looking for rangy rights and lefts, swinging away wide or crook-armed, head and body. Really gorgeous chin checks and sumptuous body connects - both girls rattled, but grimly standing their ground, each concentrating fiercely in order to land the next haymaker. By the midway mark, Brook's getting the better of it - putting together a patient series of clouting lefts and rights to chin to loosen Cat's knees. Bell reaches to clinch around Brook's slick ribcage: Kelly jams away righty above the hip with that hardhearted crook-armed digging outside Bell's extended limbs. Bell's eyelashes fluttering, lips parting moist as she absorbs several bludgeoning blows before ref's break.

R6: Not groggy - but flat footed stepping - eyes hooded: women continue to establish strong stances, stepping in jabs, leaning into hooks and crosses. Chins checked, skulls toggled as both score in turn: job of work for both lasses to plant and bang in muscular, patient fashion. Cat separating herself late with a meanspirited jab betwixt British jug, followed by a spate of pancaking rights directly onto, and mop up hooks drawn across, heaving British bosom. Break: Bell VERY challenging here - grinning as she makes eye contact, raising her eyebrows at fuming Kelly.

R7: First minute - girls square away, thoughtfully hammering each other crisp rights and lefts across face: Bell getting beaten to punches - she's groggy, a little shabby after several clouting chinchecks. Second minute - Brook smelling opportunity stays with the program - trading rangy, muscular power shots to the chin, steadily ringing Bell up - now starting to back her up as Cat's legs shake. Bell grimacing - arms crossed as she tips forward: she's badly stung here, just trying to ride it out. Gorgeous, cranking hook takes Bell in her paunch, folding her up with a breathy groan: Brook brightens, shifts her feet, then tucks home a big-girl hook behind Cat's right elbow with a shout of pleasure "HUHH!". Bell suffering, baby-stepping forward in a sad crossed arm crouch: she's hurt. Kelly in front, leaning forward to sweep her right across Cat's pale back - pushing Cat in her shoulders - then sweeping the left across Cat's lower back. Another tuff push - another sweeping right hand across kidney: Syren screaming from the TE corner "GET HER OFF THE BACK, REF!" Bell sobbing aloud, stumbling forward: more back taken as Kelly swings righty, eyes dancing. Brook sidesteps right - Cat tumbles face forward to ropes, hugging herself in pain: Kelly pounces.

Right hand shoves to Cat's lower belly: Brook riding her left forearm across Cat's upperback for big-girl control.

Another right hand shoves into Cat's tummy: Bell's butt pushes into the ropes. Brook still riding her left arm behind Cat's head, pulling it forward and down.

Right hand swept across the back with a sickening thump: Bell's legs give a shimmy. Big smile Kelly at the hurt.

Another right hand shoves into Cat's tummy - Brook shouting in triumph as Cat shudders. Left arm still riding behind Cat's head, holding her in place. Where's the ref?

Right hand across the back "WHUMP!"

Right hand across the back "WHUMP!"

Cat Bell goes down.

Bell on all fours, sobbing and rickety in pain: Kelly bends over, belts that back another right hand - bringing in the ref at long last.

It's all too much - Cat agonized on all fours, trying to rally, but kidney-belted body can't shake off the hurt. KO7 in heartbreaking fashion - Kelly Brook.

After: Mitts lifted high, Kelly Brook: voluptuous Brit takes a majestic strut around the ring, adding Bell to her recent Theron triumph to firmly establish herself at lightweight. Brutal, hamhanded slugfest set up in the most scientific way - pleasing blend of thoughtful reserve and malicious power displayed by both vixens on the night.