Thandie in black bikini top, leopard print bottoms, slick ponytail, gold arm bands right bicep
Naomi in black bra, blues-and-mauves abstract print bikini bottoms
Small work out gloves, essentially bare knuckle both women
TKO9 Newton

Former Commonwealth flyweight champions have fought each other on almost every continent, in cities from Bombay to Berlin - they fight on the deep undercard of an FCBA PPV but they bring that international pedigree into the ring with them.

Always a pleasure when slender limbed beauties don't shy away from hard punching at close range - both these girls committed not only to outclassing the opponent but to out-working her too, leading to an endless stream of torrid exchanges throughout the rounds. The heats had a discernible rhythm - girls would separate, seek angular advantage, then come together in a batting, slashing collision, separating after stinging one another up and down with hard, quick mittens in combination.

Naomi as the taller of the two sought to touch Thandie as far away as possible with the jab and ring her up with long right hands whenever available. Thandie as the smaller woman countered with exaggerrated footwork, hopping to either side while chopping tidy punches onto Watts and more often than not, precipitating furious, small-woman exchanges of blistering quick licks.

It must be said that Thandie made much the better, if more illegal, use of the small gloves worn by both beauties, in addition to a flagrant use of elbow-spearing tactics, particularly at the end of rounds, just after the bell. From the mid-rounds on - Thandie would grab at Naomi's biceps, tug at her waist band, hold a bra strap to smoke short clouting rights to the mouth - anything to get Naomi off balance. It worked - despite a very good start to the match for Watts, Thandie's high tempo, crafty trunk tugging, demoralizing elbow-digs, constant movement and punching from angles, had a steady, draining effect on Watts. Ragged, mouth breathing and already staggering to open the 9th, Watts melted under Thandie's furious onslaught, sagging into the ropes to accept a pelting rain of Newton right hands as Thandie kept a firm grasp on the front of Naomi's trunks. A surprising, crowd pleasing tilt to begin the evening - both women showing world class skills and a particular distaste for one another evident in spiteful, even malicious punching, all night long.