Posted by Simguy on 5/16/2008, 12:06 am.

Before: “Hottest Fight in Boxing”, the posters proclaim—backed up by heartbreakingly beautiful competitors. “it’s getting ridiculous,” Alana says at the podium, downgrading the rivalry. “I routinely pin her in our apartment contests—she’s never really threatened me in a boxing match—and yet everyone’s always talking about what big rivals we are. She’s kind of blandly pretty—that’s it: she’s no threat to me in OR out of the ring.”

Laura responding with a scowl: “Alana’s deluded,” Vandervoort assures the press, “every time we’ve tangled—on carpet or canvas—I’ve given her hell. And she’s not getting any better: I’m closing the gap every day on her, and I think that’s really frightening her now. I’m reeling her in and there’s nothing she can do about that now.”

Alana in baby blue stretch cotton bra; full coverage bottoms with white waistband; white gloves; “Law and Order” hair. Laura in tight white cotton tank top with camisol straps; white panties; white gloves; long curly ponytail with bangs.

During R1: Alana the aggressor—occupying Laura up top with overhand rights, then hooking blonde midsection tic-toc. Laura grimacing—feeling the weight of De la Garza’s supple shot—blonde stepping away, keeping her dukes up. Alana leading right hands hooking the waist, hooking the breasts—left hand limber, strapping, clearly troubling young blonde. thudding shutout ADLG: brunette stalks blonde around the ring, touching her hard for points.

R2: Rangy, slick fighting—girls planting flat-footed, turning sinewy into smooth, sleek power punches at medium/long distance. Laura mimicking Alana’s sliding lead right, then turning into curling hooks: brunette taking her first hard shots, feeling blonde heat. Alana lifting her ,mitts to block right hands, but flinching when Laura’s left hand rips to body—De La Garza having trouble holding her ground. Laura intense, pretty face scowling in concentration—she’s leaning forward, slinging and strapping away for sinewy points in the second.

R3: Girls stepping-to, looking to engage: Laura leans in, penetrating Alana’s guard with  a sleek right hand up the middle. De La Garza’s legs shimmy—she’s still rocked when she takes a licking, left uppercut and SITS DOWN HURT! Alana blinking, sitting up pretty, hands behind her for balance: Laura glaring down, nostrils flaring at the sight of chin-shocked Alana. De La Garza takes her 8, covers up at ropes: Laura ringing straight rights up top; strapping left hooks across gut. Alana groaning—sitting into ropes—really catching hell from Laura here. Vandervoort baring her teeth—so supple as she turns on her hips to lick wallop onto Alana: terrific, lanky clout; mitts bouncing off shuddering brunette; ponytail dancing. Down the stretch, Vandervoort pushes her left elbow into Alana’s neck, nudging her along ropes, then clouting her a slinging overhand right to face. De La Garza stunned, catches a rising left off her face as she spills sideways—hitting her own home-turnbuckle in a fog; Ms. Vandervoort bearing down at the bell.

R4: Alan butt-in ropes, stooped forward face-in-gloves: Laura beats her without mercy. Vandervoort flat footed, supple-waisted—extending her arms to knuckle at Alana, just measuring her, the strapping away slinging rights and lefts. Laura swinging down/across with blows, then arching her back to curl uppercuts: Alana whimpering, trying to hold her guard together under lanky shellack. Laura using the point of her left elbow to push Alana away, then stroke her slinging overhand rights: De la Garza’s head well struck by these bolows, spilling her along ropes as ref shouts warnings. Vandervoort walks De la garza down—stepping-to with confidence, lavishing the beautiful brunette with whacking hurt. Bell: Laura chests up, .seething, forcing eye contact; Alan blinking back tears, dark eyes brimming.

R5: Alana still fighting off the ropes: Laura on top and aggressive. Vandervoort having her way: she’ll turn into her right hand, pull it back with the elbow up high, then turn into a rising left. Pulling the left back with the elbow up, Laura applies the next shellacking right—on and on until Alana either slides to her right, or elects to slug back. De La Garza looking shopworn—hand stacked right atop left at her tummy—she’s stooping forward, trying to slip under blonde wallop, then answer back lanky whacks. Alana landing with thump to firm blonde tummy; hooking blonde jugs—but Laura can’t be backed off. Bell: Vandervoort wheels on her heel, drawing her ponytail across an astonished, humiliated De La Garza’s face.

R6: Torrid, lanky wo-way: girls trading sinewy licks midring. Bending forward, twisting into shots, it’s a lithe display—long-limbed lasses generating tremendous torque with sling deliveries. Laura getting much the better of it—startling Alana with the odd clouting face-wallop; forcing Alana to grunt-and-cover from thick hooks amidships. Refs shouting repeated warnings as Laura gets that left elbow up against Alana’s neck—pushing brunette off, then smiting her that overhand right or cruel buggy-whip rights in above the left hip. De La Garza routinely wobbled throughout—beautiful face lumping up nicely as Laura outhits her 3 to 1.

R7: De La Garza feinting first,. Drilling the straight right up the middle, then turning on her hook: supple left hand curls across Laura’s front, following-through past Alana’s right ear. Vandervoort clouted to chin early—backs off: Alana finally able to come forward, regaining the initiative. De La Garza patient, stalking Laura—snatching licking hooks off blonde tummy; disrupting her with straight lead rights; checking-chin via the curling, rising left. Laura retreating, looking a little ragged: Alana finishes up the round with a spirited batting of long blonde flanks, beating Laura breathless at the bell.

R8: Alana sliding to her right, feinting Laura, then drifting her a smart right hand lead straight to mouth: Vandervoort’s face pitches back, eyelashes batting. Alana slides right, jabbing Laura’s breasts, then dipping forward to crank a withering hook off the lead foot, taking Laura heavily in her midsection. Vandervoort bunching up, well struck to body: Alana slides to the right, shoots a straight right across Laura’s back (grazing contact, no damage), then pops hips-right to clip a slinging left uppercut off the front (left) foot. Laura brushed upright, hands low, eyelashes fluttering: she’s stunned, disoriented, available for a clean up right hand to chin. LAURA’S LEGS GIVE WAY! Vandervoort stumbling forward in fence post holes, hands outstretched: Alana eyes-wide as she dips, drills that lead right to chin, licks a savage lanky left hook off blonde sternum, then steps right. Laura gurgling, trying to clinch: Alana smites her a vicious buggy-whip right hand to left flank; hooks a snatching punch off Laura’s tummy, then; clips a glorious left uppercut to overhanging blonde chin. Insurance right hand catches Laura behind the left ear as she’s pitching forward. BLONDE GIRL DOWN! Vandervoort sprawling on her face—pathetically trying to push-up off her chest, but she’s terribly hurt. Exhausted, battered Alana De La Garza struts away hands high as 10 count passes her blonde by.

After: Woozy Vandervoort guides to her stool for TLC and smelling salts: ALANA WANTS MORE! Boos from blonde-sympathetic crowd: Alana pulling groggy Laura to her feet, sliding the right arm round back of the waist and tugging Vandervoort out for a smarting walk of shame. Laura blinking back tears of disappointment and shame—SO close to toppling her tormentress tonight. Vindictive Alana taking time to pose Laura for photographers in the corners—waving with the free left hand. Stunning beauty of these two together never more apparent than during this period of exquisite contrast: Alana’s cruel exultation; Laura’s heartbreak.

Reposted by Archer 9/29/09