Posted by simguy on 12/11/2004

Before: Long time Hewitt watchers noticing a new confidence and new swagger in their girl: she's more demanding of promoters and site-accommodations, more imperious with the press, more dismissive of her opponents - wouldn't be the first time belts have gone to a girl's head. "She's out of control," Rachael acknowledges, "Hewitt thinks she's some kind of tyrant now and we should all quake with fear at her coming, but you know what? She's still the same scrawny little skank she's always been and more vulnerable than ever. She thinks she's just going to wade into me, but I'm telling you - Jenny Love's going to get knocked out if she doesn't respect me." Hewitt scoffing at any mention of an RLC victory. "There's no way in hell this tramp trips me up. I could stink out the joint Claire Danes style and box her, but why? She says I can't wade into her - that's bullshit. I'll do whatever I want with Rachael Leigh Cook and there's not a damn thing she can do about it!" RLC in that gloriously slutty cashmere two piece (baby blue version) - JLH in her lucky white string bikini. Small gloves for both. Salma Hayek preceding Jen to the ring like some kind of cheap Price is Right spokesmodel - stone-faced as she walks the ring to display glittering gold belts on behalf of the champ.

During R1: As promised, Hewitt loading up and looping: Cook answering with tight defence and iron discipline. Cook not shying away - elbows in, dukes at her jaw - she dips in under Hewitt's shots, stays close and jerks tidy counters to Jen's extended ribcage. In and out like that - Rachael calm in the pocket, stepping to the side - occasionally preempting Jen with the jab but mostly looking to cash in off Hewitt misses. Down the stretch, Rache beats Jen to right hands - pulling a haymaker onto jaw while dipping in and down - then straightening to bite a tight hook off chin and HEWITT SITS DOWN! Bang-bang punching to the head after a steady stream of body shots has Jen blinking up from her backside.

R2: Hewitt unrepentant, shaking off Rachael's 'lucky' punch - Jen right back to loading up and swinging lusty, playing into Cook's disciplined hands. Rache nice n' tight, dipping and ducking, digging up into ribs on either side underneath wild Hewitt punches. Jen finally looking ragged, overswinging and staggering a little off balance - constant nibble on her breadbasket starting to take effect. All Cook down the stretch as she hammers fists off Jen's lungs, finally cashing in a hook on chin and SPRAWLING HEWITT ON THE ROPES! Jennifer bleak, frazzled and COOK POUNDS RACK! Jennifer's bulging beauties all ripe and helpless - Rachael dives in with shoulder-shrugging glee, hammering away to goodies at the bell. Rachael filled with jug-lust, keeps a-slammin' - Hewitt sobbing, head lolling as she sits there taking - ref finally takes a hand, lifting Cook up by her waist and hauling her away from teary-eyed champion.

R3: Hewitt finally lands the right hand stroke she's been looking for, staggering Cook - Rache answers right back a blunt right hand on the chin, putting the hook on top. Hewitt's head getting jacked up, but she lands the slinging right right again - first overhand, then looping it underneath and THERE GOES RACHAEL'S LEGS! Cook glassy eyed, staggering to her right and SHE lights Jen up a short right on the mouth, buckling Hewitt's legs. Jen open-mouthed - staring - she's on autopilot as she swipes a hook wide to cheek and dives in with a right flush off Rachael's face. Cook stomping back on her heels to the ropes, extending her arms pathetically - Hewitt charges in snarling and BASHES Cook's head aside a murderous right cross. Cook drooping, but Hewitt won't let her go - reaching under the arms and bodying her upright - JEN GOES TO TOWN! Hewitt stroking away wide hooks and crashing right hands, pounding away on defenceless Rachael Leigh and THE REF STEPS IN! Cook hammered out on her feet, cradled to safety by a concerned official as Hewitt struts away KO3 winner and STILL flyweight champ.

After: Hewitt understandably pumped - she's caught and dropped but manages to overwhelm Rachael in a wild-swinging affair. Crowd chanting "J-M-D! J-M-D!" and it's obviously goading Jennifer - Hewitt marches into Cook's corner and reaches for her prize. Rache still woozy - pushing against Jen's stomach to ward her off, but champ pulls beaten challenger to her feet, throwing the left arm round behind Rachael's head, wrapping up with the right atop the skull - Cook snugly ensconced in Jennifer's hulking bosom as crowd roars with delight. Jen patiently stepping with Rachael, staying on her as Cook's legs give. Rache finally going to one knee, right hand in the ropes, face all wet and pasty, mouth open and eyes unfocused: Jen standing strong, admiring her handiwork and HEWITT WANTS MORE! Jen going to her knees and throwing her arms around Cook's head for a second time - Rachael pushing desperately against the hips, then palming Jen's ribs, sinking onto her haunches as Hewitt settles in on top. Jen gently rocking, licking salty lips while snuggling Cook's face into an air-tight seal. Hewitt riding Cook in stages to the canvas, lying atop the cashmere-clad beauty and taking every last drop. Jen finally releasing and sitting up on a jugged-out Cook. Hewitt: smoothing hair back behind her ears, looking thoughtfully down into Rachael's damp, sleeping face.