Before: 100 fight ace Brittany Daniel reflects on her career, talks about the future in prefight: "It's not so much about championships anymore," Daniel muses. "Although I'm sure I'll collect a few more trinkets along the way - there are a lot of politics involved with titles that I can't control. I'm hunting at lightweight these days, I want to claim steadily against those girls and really make my mark as an elite fighter. With a 100 fights, I'm a serious candidate for the hall of fame, and I'd be lying if I didn't say that was on my mind at this point. Variety of opposition is one of the things electors look at, so I'll be fighting a wide assortment of women. You guys have seen my list: I cut through that thing and it's going to be pretty hard for anyone to keep me out of the hall when I'm done!" Cobie at the other end of the spectrum: promising young fighter just looking to get traction, pick off the odd big name en route to establishing her credentials...Daniel qualifies as a premium target.

"Brittany's very beatable," Cobie insists, despite heavy betting to the contrary. "She's a tremendous athlete, but I think she's a very flawed fighter. It takes a girl with courage and skill to take advantage of Daniel's flaws, but that's what I hope to prove against her. If I beat her, I know I'll be just a couple of fights away from being ranked, and then who knows?"
 

Cobie in green bikini with low-rise hipster-fit retro-look bottoms; black gloves. Brittany in black bikini top with leopard print bottoms; black gloves; scrappy blonde ponytail.

During R1: Cobie spurning Brittany's advances with jabs - quality stick from brunette: stiff and snappy. RIGHT HAND COLBIE! Smulders follows up a brace of poke with a driving cross to chin: DANIEL'S HURT! Brittany stumbling away in confusion, curvy legs holding her up: she staggers to ropes, forms earmuff as Cobie rushes in. Smulders' eyes alight: she braces Brit with forearms in the shoulders, nudging her butt into ropes, then dipping down to hook the waist thick. Cobie workmanlike, methodical - using her forearms to stabilize Brittany in her shoulders, then digging at that firm blonde midsection. Daniel grimacing, absorbing: she eventually clinches loose about Cobie's waist; brunette tall in the grasp, still digging mitts in above Brit's hips outside extended blonde arms as ref moves in. Daniel blinking, still shook, but she's recovering: blonde gets on her toes, starts to leg out the clock. Cobie in steely-eyed pursuit: she's got her blonde on the run, wants to make sure Daniel never has a chance to reload. Stop-and-go fighting as Cobie tracks Brittany down with an educated jab, then scrubs away rangy right/lefts: Brittany crouching, pivoting, rolling - blonde using good upperbody movement and springy legs to get out of a troublesome first.

R2: Cobie upon Brittany with jabs again: Daniel reads, reacts accordingly. Blonde weaves her way inside as per trainer's instruction: Daniel doesn't want to be out on the end of Cobie's poke. Fighting off Cobie's chest - Brittany chops her first hungry body shots into Cobie's waist: heavy little cuffing swats touching up ribs and paunch. Cobie grimacing, feeling blonde strength: she's using heels of her hands against Brittany's shoulders, trying to shove off and get distance as Daniel crowds her. Midway through, Cobie succeeds in backing away, but eats a sweeping hook: Brit stepping-with, clouts mouth. Cobie reels to ropes with concerned expression: she can't shake the blonde, starting to feel Brittany's thumping weight of shot. Daniel boring back inside - head jamming in between Cobie's mitts, hands working busy to waist: Cobie's turn to clinch, tying up behind Brittany's elbows. Down the stretch, Brit being all brawny atop Cobie - wriggling her arms free of Smulders' clutches, staying on brunette ribcage. Brit comes off the body with clubbing clout, catching Cobie short strokes to jawlines/temples: SMULDERS LOOSENS INTO ROPES! Cobie with a dazed, distraught look - she's leaning back upright, hands pushing out into Brittany: Daniel loops over the top - a crashing overhand right - blasting Cobie's head violently back over top rope. Cobie instantly relaxes into KO - head lolling forward, leading her body. Grinnin' Brit steps aside, hands on hips, just watching as Smulders noses-in. KO2 in brawny fashion - Brittany Daniel.

AFTER: Daniel upbeat, celebratory in her corner: she takes care of business on a journeywoman brunette like an elite fighter should tonight - proving herself good as advertised.

"Cobie's tall - has that rangy power and good jab, and she caught me some stuff early," Daniel admits, white towel looped around her neck. "I took it all though, got myself together. That's the thing - these rangy chicks are going to score on you, and you can't panic when it happens. I shook off what she had, then poured unforgiving rain on her, you know? Scratch one bogie...Cobie!"