VICTORIA’S SECRET BODY SADDLE TOURNAMENT

PRELIMINARY ROUND

Originally posted by Simguy on 1/12/2008, 11;45 pm

BLONDE! Magazine article by CHARLIZE THERON cont.

This is the kind of fight I’d pay money to see in private. I just love big, rangy, athletic women showing themselves off to each other—and you can’t beat supermodels for that attitude. Don’t get me wrong—these girls are hopelessly flawed as fighters—much less technically sound than the previous two—but for sheer preening showgirlship, you have to love them.

I don’t like Rebecca. Not because she rivals me—she doesn’t, that’s been established—bit because she has squandered the best natural tools any girl ever had. She had the body and potential to be a truly wonderful boxer—one of the Great Blondes—but her lack of confidence and shameful quitting is simply unforgiveable. She was stunning in the metallic grey/blue bikini she kept from her cancelled sitcom, but she looked to me like a loss waiting to happen.

Warren’s always been a mystery to me. As athletic and powerful as any of us—truly, when she’s on, you’re in awe of her—but she’s never been able to sustain her performances. I don’t find her attractive—I don’t know why—but her black bikini showed her body well: very sleek, toned and strong looking. I was rooting for her. I thought she deserved something like this, and Becky didn’t.

Right away, I saw how tense Estella was, and I thought “Uh oh”. Her yes are so expressive—I could see from ringside that she was feeling tentative, and I wondered if she’d warmed up properly. Becky saw it too, and she was jabbing hard to tummy, trying to loosen up Estella’s guard. Becky’s legs looked good—nice sharp turns and pivots, and that jab was popping off Warren’s tummy with some spank. In the final minute, Becky caught Estella with a rangy right: Warren took it well, but she covered up and froze, giving away her tummy on the cheap. Becky finished the round with a series of carving\hooks in the side and stomach, beating Estella into ropes. E was sniffing, hurt to the body, and Becky was really upbeat to her corner.

About a minute into the second round, it was over. Becky long-jabbed Estella to ropes and leaned into a killer right hand driving Warren’s head and shoulders over the top rope. Estella loosened—basically out on her feet, her hands really feeble at her face. Becky licked hooks to the ribs, then the head, dropping her right hand into Estella’s eye to pound back her head, and that was it. Warren was defenceless—just staring—and the ref stepped in to save her. I left before Romijn could saddle Estella—I didn’t want to see that tramp acting big.

Reposted by Archer 7/28/09;