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Before: “Do I respect Brittany Daniel?” Eliza ponders when asked, “let me put it to you this way: I was having an easier time with Brittany in our first fight than I had with Tara Reid. She caught me a lick and eked out a win—no excuses—but that’s how I think of her: Brittany Daniel is a Tara Reid with a punch.”

Daniel chomping at the bit to get back in with Dushku, “I know I can knock this chump out. Did you see her punk act against Spears? Little blonde took it to this girl—I mean, If Britney Spears can beat you up in the body, what’s going to happen when Brittany Daniel gives it to you? Get the stretcher!”

Daniel black bra style bikini, Eliza red leather bikini—tense staredown as the girls get nose to nose.

During R1: Both girls digging to the ribcage early, nice juicy licks, relaxed hooking motion from both fighters. Adjustments on both sides—Brittany stepping to her right to take away Eliza’s pivot to the left—Dushku answers by turning southpaw, raking Daniel’s leftside ribs with stroking right hooks. Round to Dushku on work rate—Daniel’s loading up more, being a little more selective with her punching.

R2: Similar action, good brisk pace being set. Daniel elbows in, hands up, dipping her torso to the left and cranking hooks, trying to break Eliza down a little to get at those jugs. Dushku using her legs, changing up frequently from orthodox to southpaw, doing a good job of tanning both sides of Daniel’s torso. Down the stretch, Eliza steps in with a pounding flurry to Brittany’s tits—blonde steps back in shock, takes a clouting hook across her chops and loses her footing for a moment. Eliza lifting her eyebrows, licking her lips, responding to that little look of hurt in Brittany’s eyes.

R3: Daniel steps it up. Brittany reminded to jab, stablizes Dushku with that stick in the upper chest, sets up straight right hands and cleaner hooks in behind the elbow. Dushku backing up, going more defensive—she’s placing counters up underneath, but not looking to trade with blonde—Eliza content to sacrifice points rather than meet Brittany head on.

R4: Dushku so patient—going at Brittany’s waistline and ribcage with either hand, stepping around either blonde shoulder, never letting Daniel find her feet. Brittany wincing, flinching now as Dushku touches her up—Eliza hasn’t let up on that body since the first minute and the cracks are starting to show. Another saucy flurry to the breasts has Daniel staggering backwards, flushed—Dushku grinning, keeping it high tempo.

R5: Shout out Eliza Dushku. Body starting to open up the head as Daniel’s defence looks a little ragged this round. Dushku able to double up off the body, land the hook upstairs—Brittany on her feels, not coming forward, not answering back. Systematic bombardment from Eliza takes in the challenger’s belly, ribs, tits and chin—Dushku hooking off the jab, pivoting around bolnde’s right shoulder to avoid long exchanges. Daniel all banged up, hollow eyed—tells her corner, “She’s trying to make me quit.” Now everyone knows it.

R6: Eerily reminiscent of the first fight—Dushku in total control, Daniel turns it all around with a biting hook between the eyes seconds into the sixth. Eliza stomping, staggering around—Daniel gets on her with a brace of hooks body and head to beat the champ ropeside, Eliza hard to finish—she’s hurt, but composed, bobbing at the ropes, turning her shoulders—Daniel’s finishing flurry gets blunted and at the midway point, Dushku’s firing back. Daniel gets the toe to toe slugging she wanted: Dushku flat footed, baring her teeth to trade with Daniel—girls just taking turns shaking each other with 2 and 3 punch combos. Bashing give and take crashes on past the bell—ref takes a hand with both girls seething.

R7: Dushku puts down the rebellion. Eliza recovering well, boxes a smart seventh as Daniel prsses to land another bomb. Dushku circling to her left, jabbing to Brittany’s belly, then tight with the hook to the cheek—Brittany getting scuffed up as she can’t cut the ring down. Daniel pursuing, making the fight—taunting Eliza to stand and fight—brunette gets her legs back, clears her head with a tactical seventh.

R8: Prime Eliza. Dushku suddenly turns brunette avenger, tears into Brittany without restraint. Furious salvo puts blonde butt in ropes—Dushku just slashing away at the ribs and jugs, cashing in on the teeth with blistering side to side flurries. Daniel put wobbly butt, forced to clinch—girl is hurt, stalling. Ref issuing the break, pushes Dushku back—hungry-eyed Eliza prowls back in. Beating along the ropes brutal and one sided—Daniel wilting to her right, Eliza stepping with, getting hips and shoulders set, then cranking in the pain. Dushku working Brittany with a Too-Sharp Johnson look, right hand slightly crossed over the left, sometimes measuring Daniel. Left hand low, snaping into Daniel’s ribs, curling up underneath to clip the chin an uppercut. Brittany all busted up, collapsing around the ring—she takes one of the worst 3 minute beatings of her career as Dushky just heaps it on. At the bell—Dushku trembling with exertion, chesting up on a broen blonde and forcing eye contact, Daniel’s ghead lolling, mouth open—oh the humanity. Goes 10-8 Eliza without a knockdown.

R9: Brittany helped off her stool and shoved back out there—blonde is groggy, hands up but wide—Dushku takes advantage with spanking jabs up the middle, banging back Daniel’s head. Dushku methodical, getting her range and balance right with her jab, leaning in on that front foot to tap the body her hook, then as Brittany gets ragged, right hands start to slam home to chin. Daniel unraveling in the final minute, strong legs holding her up, but she’s wandering, stumbling. Dushku clubs her to the ropes, just snapping off punches from her hips now, leaning away from the odd tired blonde receipt, then going back in hard and crisp. Beautiful sequence of left hands goes body, bodym CHIN! to sit Brittany stupid in the ropes—Eliza helping herself to sleepy face with both mitts after the bell.

R10: CUE COMEBACK! Somehow, Brittany Daniel summons reserves of hate and takes a startled champion completely by surprise this round. Hammering blows to the ribcage, clanging hooks on the chin—Eliza beaten to the ropes where she sets up defensively, right hand crossing to her left cheek, left across her body, trying to blunt the incoming. Daniel’s best sustained pressure of the fight—she’s on top, palming and bodying the smaller woman into the ropes, shaking Dushku in the waist, beating in her ribs. Eliza unable to get off, just covering up and rolling with blows. Daniel snarling as she pours it on—blonde goes bell to bell, clubbing and bashing away, but can’t find the off switch,. Comes back UD10 Eliza Dushku.

After: Too little, too late for Daniel—she puts Eliza wobbly butt in the final moments, but can’t make up for a comprehensive beating from the champion for most of the night. Daniel proving she’s not just another pretty face—8^th round saw Eliza come for her with everything in the champion’s arsenal—Brittany refused to go down despite suffering ruinous punishment.

Reposted by Archer 4/9/09.