BEFORE: Highly-touted Zoe "The Sleekness" Saldana looking to make a big splash: not shy about calling out the most glamorous names in boxing. "Oh definitely - I want the very biggest fights," Zoe says with confidence. "Alba, Fox and Beckinsale are at the top - they need to know I can knock them out in the ring OR at the box office. Bibb's just a showcase - people need to see my sweetness - but getting the Iron Man babe beat fits my agenda as well!"

Bibb huffy about the Saldana high hand: Leslie not ready to be relegated to pretty-blonde-stepping-stone status just yet. "Zoe's got a shock coming," says leggy blonde. "I'm probably the tallest bantam in the division, likely the most skilled, and definitely the prettiest. Gonna have fun touching up Zoe's ho-hum face and shutting down those marginal legs of hers. Get ready boys: it's going to be a welcome-to-the-FCBA beatdown for Zoe!"

Saldana in white lace push up bra with boy cut bottoms; small white work out gloves; slick high ponytail long down her back ala Star Trek. Bibb in black lace push up/boy cut leopard print bottoms; small black work out gloves; hair up in curly blonde ponytail, ringlets framing face.

During R1: Classy. Girls steppin', feintin', circlin'. Bibb with elbows in, hands up and relaxed, hopping in her stance, bending at the waist, being supple. Zoe limber-pivoting around, occasionally dangling one or both hands at her sides, pointing either shoulder at Bibb while rotating round the blonde. Swift punching back and forth - grazing contact early as both girls prove very elusive. Zoe's stiff jab to Leslie's body the most consistent money-maker: Saldana jabs for points in wide ranging, leggy action.

R2,3: Zoe starts to hurt Leslie with single shots - usually a slinging hook supple off the hip; occasionally a darting lead right hand straight to mouth. Bibb looking startled by Zoe's handspeed: blonde freuently scrambling out of her stance, made to look rushed and uncertain. Saldana very poised - circling, then curving back to her blonde; managing Leslie with stiff left jabs to midsection, then doubling up hooks tits or chin. Leslie still letting hands go, but missing: Zoe's VERY bendy backed and slick - slipping and rolling like a 10 year vet. Through 3, Zoe's got all the points; Leslie all the lumps.

R4: Another brisk, clever Saldana shutout: she's quicker, more agile, more confident than Bibb. Zoe sliding around with elbows in, hands open, held low and palms down: if she weren't wearing gloves, her pinkies would be pointing up. Swift-jotting jabs from the gently bobbing left hand as Zoe pivots about. Leslie growing reluctant to release: she's covering up earmuff, stooping forward behind her mitts, waiting for Zoe to finish punching. Saldana opening up the playbook as Bibb's output drops: to the sticky jabs, slinging hooks and jot-straight right hands she's adding dip-n'-dig left uppercuts to sternum; buggy-whip right hands in above Leslie's left hip. Comprehensive beating for the Bibster: she's touched up hip to head, sent back to her corner well chastised through 4. Zoe? Grinning, eyes bright.

R5: Bibb breaking down: weight's on her back (right) leg; face is confused, scuffed up, eyes bleak. Zoe circling to her left behind stiff left jabs into Leslie's flat gut: Saldana frequently feinting before committing, keeping Bibb's hands high. Stitching, potshotting stuff - Zoe safe outside - penetrating at will, scoring, then darting out of range. Bibb a demoralized beauty back to her stool.

R6: Bibb grimacing, trying to hook-with, scoring to Zoe's cheek as girls swap it up lefty. Saldana with initiative - curving in on Leslie, dictating terms: Bibb bravely returning fire despite several early crisp connects to her beautiful face. Final minute, Zoe: stiff jab gut; slide-step left; feint-to-the-body; hook up top instead (palm-down cuff to chin): Bibb's legs give way. Leslie forlorn, stumbling hurt in fence post holes. Zoe leans in, torquing torso-left to haul a sweeping sidearm right to Leslie's chin: cracking clout freezes Leslie - she's just drooping forward in ragged earmuff. Pair of limber left uppercuts, Zoe: Saldana pursing her lips as she splits Leslie's mitts, picking up drowsy blonde face. Bibb's legs stiff as she sits back, then sprawl onto her back - arms flinging up above her head as she relaxes into dreamland. KO6 in withering fashion, The Sleekness.

After: Zoe heartbreakingly pretty in victory - smiling into cameras, gesturing with index finger number 1: she totally undreses, outclasses the very leggy Leslie B. Battered Bibbster blubbering - complaining she's dead at the weight: she DID look a little listless once Saldana started piling up the touches. "I'm pounding the table," Zoe trumpets in postfight. "Alba. Beckinsale. Fox. Lohan. If you've got a name, I want to take it - simple as that!"