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16 Jan 2009 Alicia Witt vs Catherine Zeta Jones

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Posted by simguy on 1/16/2009, 7:30 am.

Before: Witt stepping up in class after her Rohm-busting effort: Alicia well familiar with Zeta Jones on carpet. "I can honestly say from wrestling Catherine over the last couple of years," Witt says in prefight, "that her body is all but spent. There are positions she can't muscle out of anymore; she's tapping very quickly rather than suffering protracted punishment in hopes of reversing; she's relying ever more on her guile and cruelty to see her through. Opponents who are familiar with her tricks are beating her regularly now - and it's time to start pressing her in the ring as well. I look forward to opening this last front on Zeta Jones, and yes, I do intend to retire her." CZJ recalled from UK operations to face the emerging Witt threat Stateside: consequences of being a global celebrity are the global commitments. "Alicia is not being altogether honest with you, about us," Jones purrs in rebuttal. "My body has been more than up to the task of subjugating hers. I don't 'finesse' Alica into submission: I bull her to her back and torment her. Then again, if I were Alicia, perhaps I wouldn't be anxious to reveal that either. No matter: this ends now. I won't have Witt in the FCBA. The beating I shall give her will set the tone for her, and I promise you: she won't be back for more." Jones in fighting yellow bikini; long black hair tangly and loose; black gloves. Witt in green crochet cashmere bikini; red head fine and long; black gloves. Witt's gaze flat and unsettling as she stares Zeta Jones down during ring instructions.

During R1: Both women cagey, cautious. Matching crouches, pawing jabs - right hands tight to cheeks - weight on right (back) support legs. Counterclockwise creep-step circling - girls flat footed, but supple-waisted. Each dives in with sneaky rights, leading to grunting embraces: women securing each other with left arms in under opposing right armpits - right hands pounding plush bodies. Ref lets it go as long as the punching is hard and vigorous - then he breaks. Jones a little wild eyes - baring her teeth on occasion when she comes in. Witt cool, expressionless, getting her tummy on Jones, testing her strength in the first.

R2: Sultry crouching, creep-stepping battle continues - both women sprinkling in a few more meaningful jabs, doing a bit more head-feinting before diving in righty. Stop and go pace lively - women working hard in the clinches, plugging away right hands before ref's breaks. Witt getting into the mighty Zeta Jones rack this round: hooking it off the back (right) foot, leaning into it with short, plowing rights. Jones answering back hot, slapping hooks against Witt's offending bosom. Alicia walking Jones into ropes on a couple of occasions; Jones writhing her right arm under Ali's left and turning her into ropes to reverse. Breathy panting and grunting from both women in the clinches: high energy expense tummy to tummy.

R3: Strong Jones start: she drives Witt before her with the jab, leans in and fetches her long right crosses to chin, turning Alicia's head. Witt's legs prove sturdy - she absorbs clout, trading canvas for time, regrouping on the fly. Down the stretch, Witt punching artfully as she backs up, catching Jones' face smooth rights and lefts, then sidestepping to let Catherine stumble past. Attacking, Witt feints, comes with a delay left uppercut, catching Zeta J along left side of her face. Witt pushing in with her raised left forearm against Jones' cheek, then chopping over the top a tidy right hand to Catherine's left eye - once again carrying into Jones with her body, combining punches with pushing pressure. Jones driven all a-jiggle to ropes: she's hurt, covering up stricken, stoopng forward behind her gloves. Witt plundering the majestic Zeta Jones midriff - sweeping away big roundhouse rights and lefts - Witt's breasts bulging against Zeta Jones' bowed head as the punches thump home. Hard punching shuts Jones down, steals her best round out from under her as Witt pushes up of her girl at the bell.

R4,5: Steady Witt pressure; steady Zeta Jones retreats. Catherine often stooping forward behind her mitts, grunting and shuddering under the weight ot thick, swinging body blows - Alicia working calmly, looming above Jones and lifting punches up into her. Witt palming Jones shoulders, leaning into her and pushing her off: Jones' thighs trembling as redhead starts to get big, walking her down. Witt with the talent of punching close-in, then carrying her body into Jones: Catherine often reeling back from shots she otherwise would've taken well, made to look shabby and disorganized by Witt's beefy shoving. Sporadic Jones offence - fitting Alicia for the odd sneaky counter right; occasionally trading close-in, clawing hooks to rack. Witt takes the 4th and 5th like she's going through a checklist on Catherine.

R6: Jones halts the slide. Firm jabbing - often doubled up - leads to better Jones right hands and clean up hooks. Witt thrown over to defence: she's supple under attack - leaning onto her back (right) leg, hands at temples, rolling her torso to the right and down, drawing Jones into clinches. Bit of a round off for Witt: she's content to ease Jones into clinch-traps, letting Catherine punch herself into a lather.

R7: Hard times for Jones: Witt moving forward, imposing her will. Alicia busting Jones up with that sneaky left uppercut/close-in chopping overhand right routine - pushing in with her body as she's slugging to drive Jones before her. Catherine often reeling away from these attacks, deeply demoralized at her inability to stand her ground against Witt. In calm moments - Witts jabbing Catherine's beautiful face - pounding at it, knocking it about, startling Jones. Determined forays into Jones' rack see Witt wade in left uppercut/right uppercut - really pancaking those mouthwatering melons before bulling Jones backward. Jones saving face late - scoring with counter right hands to Witt's face off the ropes: sitll a big round for Alicia as CZJ's trembling at bell.

R8: Witt changing tack - widening her stance, leaning in with booming right hands to Jones' heart and stomach: Catherine blown off her stance, hammered ropeside with panicked expression. Catherine desperate off the ropes, hooking Witt in her trunks: Alicia answering with a cold-blooded flurry of lefts and rights about Jones' head and shoulders, beating brunette to a seat in ropes. Jones slides her left arm under Witt's right, looking to pound right hands to Alicia's body in the grasp: Witt eagerly joins in, chesting Jones to ropes and trading thick right hand licks downstairs, much to Catherine's dismay. Girls just staring out over opponent's left shoulder while plugging away righty: Jones pressed against ropes, eventually has to tie up tight, hold for ref's break. Down the stretch, Witt steps into Jones with driving right hands - palm down power punches slamming into breast and ribs: Catherine with a shocked/exhausted look as she absorbs, falls back in awe.

R9: Jones able to jam a short right hand over Alicia's left shoulder, knocking redhead knees together: Catherine able to slug her way forward, following through with her body into Alcia's to drive her ropeside. Tough first minute for Witt: she's stunned, covered up:Jone working her tormentress over at ropes with snatching licks to either flank and tuff left hooks to trunks and thighs. Witt able to clinch, then muscle Jones into ropes: holding and hitting to the body commences as both girls dig mindless right hands into offending meat. Jones huffing and puffing, slowly losing the advantage her right hand had won: by the final minute, Alicia's coming forward again, slugging and bumping Jones off stance. Round finishes up with Catherine butt-in-ropes, showing earmuff, soaking up a muscular beating behind either elbow, courtesy hard-working Alicia. Bell:; Witt with hair sexy across her eyes, gives wilting Jones a withering look.

R10: Jones stuns Witt again with another close-in right hand, but once again, Alicia's able to absorb, tie up, get herself together, then go back on the offensive. Catherine fading down the stretch - recoiling from the left uppercut/right hand and body-up follow through of Alicia: Witt able to stampede Jones ragdoll to ropes. Catherine stubborn, fighting off the ropes with short combos inside: Witt on top for the most part, but unable to bludgeon the fight completely out of her foe. Fight ends tummy to tummy at ropes - girls holding and hitting, chins on each other's left shoulders while right hand pound out dull tunes downstairs. Comes back UD10 big and wide - Alicia Witt.

After: Witt proving a curvy temptress tonight, passing her Zeta Jones test with flying colours. "Pretty much as I expected," says cool-eyed Alicia as she brushes hair out of her eyes in postfight. "She was strong early, crisp: I had to manage her carefully, start the process of wearing her down. She started to get tired, started to get cheap: I opened up and hit her harder, really broke her morale in the middle rounds. I checked her a few times throughout the fight, but Catherine IS tough: didn't look like she's go out without me gambling, so I elected to just crush the fight out of her over the distance. You know - is she done? Not just yet I guess, but there's not a lot left. She's going to have to choose where to make her last stand: she can't defend New York AND London the way she has for the last 10 years. Woman just doesn't have the legs for that anymore."