(New system now operational - just testing the actual technique I'll need to post the fights. Mendes/Blalock follows)

Before: Lanky-bodied shootout a step back for Eva: Mendes had been pursuing an all big-name strategy before the McCarthy set back. "Eva's known as a big hitter who gets nicked," recent BLONDE! Magazine article relates, "but she's used to being the last woman standing - especially at bantam. She's regrouping here, but it's still a risky proposition. This could be the best right hand in the division in Blalock versus the best hook." Eva in scruffy ponytail; lavender bikini; black shoes/white socks; small black mitts. Jolene in white crochet bikini (tawdry); soft white-fur short mukluks; small white mitts; hair - long blonde battle braid.

During R1: Lanky locomotion: Eva frowning, dukes loosely collected beneath her chin, feet widespread - purposeful stepping forward with little half steps back to get ranged in. Jolene's left hand dangling, right cocked at her chest - she's rangy to her left, feinting as she pivots. Jolene non-commital - lots of waving, backhand jabs tummy and face - blocked or ignored by Mendes. Eva's jab elastic and heavy, followed or sometimes led by similar springy rights. Some licking Mendes hooks bite heavily to Jolene's TIGHT midriff - Blalock rotating away from the heat.

R2: Eva continues to stalk lithe prey: Blalock prowling, pivoting supple. Midway through - Mendes jabs, leans in a hard right, steps in with her right foot to get her feet momentarily square: Blalock rolls with the Mendes right, answers back a curling, succulent right uppercut LIMBER onna chin. Eva's bug eyed as Jolene pops her hips, licks a tidy sideswiping right up and over to jaw (Jolene's lips pursing as she scores): Eva babysteppin' right,dukes panicky at her cheeks then EVA GOES DOWN! Delayed effect puts Mendes rickety on all fours: Blalock smiling big, rolling her big right hand midair. Cranky 8, Eva: Jolene weight on left (front) foot, celebrates with a licking hook amidships - so lusty, right foot skids up off canvas - terrific bite on the punch has Mendes groaning. Jolene content to stalk and harass as Eva wobbles around the ring, trying to get herself together.

R3: Eva stabilizes her front, gets her legs back behind a rangy, educated jab. Mendes conservative - poking away from outside, unashamed to step back when Blalock looks to answer. Girls trade inconclusive right hands: Eva's lengthy jab, curling hook the decisive punches of the round.

R4: More solid Mendes boxing. Limber, yo-yoing straight rights and lefts - Eva punching from a wide stance, then rotating away from receipts. Mendes still curling that hook, trying to rip Jolene to waist or sternum with a rising trajectory - Blalock showing healthy respect, legging away from the blasts.

R5: Continued Mendes dominance. Jolene pivoting clockwise, pointing her left shoulder at Eva: Blalock trying to roll Mendes' punching with her shoulder, then answering that licking right uppercut counter. Eva reading it well, jabs to tummy to freeze Jolene, stepping left and curling that oily hook to spook Blalock.

R6: First minute: Eva rips Jolene a right behind the ear, then curls that lanky hook to sternum. Jolene sobbing aloud, turns away, drops to all fours for a panting knockdown. Second minute, Mendes stalking, menacing - she gets Jolene in trouble with a vicious sidearm right in above left hip; hook in the body dislodges the mouthpiece from Blalock's teeth; right uppercut curls up and across, picking up chin and shutting off legs to drop JB again. Joley beats the count, but she's a frazzled beauty: Blalock runs the clock on rickety legs, soaking up shivering lash to her ribcage as Mendes walks her down.

R7: Pattern's the same: Jolene shying away, looking for the perfect one-punch right hand counter to end Eva's night. Mendes consistent, stepping Jolene down, attacking behind the jab, then strapping away lanky head and body blows. Jolene clobbered about the ring - starting to bust up and looking very discouraged through 7.

R8: Eva really stepping-to and letting her hands go free and easy: Mendes slugging without fear here. Jolene stumbling along apron, mouth open, eyes frightened - poor girl's getting shelled here as Eva curls and twists into those sleek, supple Miami haymakers. Bell: Jolene's wiry legs a-quiver, taut buttocks a-wobble en route to her corner.

R9: Little bit of fight from Jolene - she'll pitch, fall in, pivot-while-crowding to move Mendes around. Eva still the aggressor and consistent worker, putting lanky bombast to work downstairs, finding the chin with rangy rights and glancing lefts.

R10: Eva a little gassed, Jolene steps it up, cracks Mendes a few beauties en route to taking late points. Too little too late of course, but lanky, two way trade a welcome sight. Gorgeous stuff - both girls snarling, bending lithe into whippy licks, turning each other's head, scolding each other's ribcages with gusto. JB takes a hardfought 10th, loses a UD10 as Mendes outworks her girl.

After: KO never emerges despite both women visiting the canvas. Jolene more reticent than we've seen - hard KO losses to Cuthbert and others making Blalock a little gunshy, a little more selective with her right hand. Mendes stung and dropped, but stays on her girl for the duke: Eva showing she can get it done without the big eraser for a change.