Before: "She's a payday - not a threat," Jaime says of Jessica in prefight. "Seriously, I'm not buying the 'Jessica's matured' line of BS. To me, she's the same old whiney beyotch she's always been...with a smidge more power. Well good luck to her: she doesn't knock me out, she's gonna catch a beating, that's for damn sure."

Alba composed - she's used to Pressly's amped up press-conferences by now. "Jaime showed against Carmella that she's still top-tier at bantam," Alba allows, "but in watching tape of that bout - believe it or not - I did see signs of slippage in the old gal. Ingenues become cougars overnight, and after I put Jaime on her back - she's going to know she's crossed over. And cougars don't improve as we all know: I don't believe Pressly's getting any better at this point. It's time for me to start reeling her in."

Jaime in royal blue DOA bikini with white border at waistline and beneath jugline; white gloves; puncher's ponytail with bangs framing face. Jessica in Into the Blue teal bikini with stripey bottoms; white gloves; long low ponytail - just wisps free about the hairline.

During R1: Supple stuff - girls at range in closed stances - pointing left shoulders at each other - left hands across bodies, right hands at chests. Flat footed, but springy stances - girls backhanding out jabs - bending at the waist - leaning into sleek right hands. Lithe test of reflexes goes to Alba by a smidge: nobody hurt - but Jess landing a few more shots to flank and breasts in a negotiating first.

R2: Identical round - punctuated by a sleek Alba right hand that finds all of Jaime's chin halfway through. Pressly startled - she's forced to trot out of it, shaking her head 'No' as Jessica walks her down.

R3: Similar stances and exchanges - Alba finding the mark again and again with those sliding, oily right crosses. Minute in, Pressly wobbling away, trying to regroup: Alba hops in close with a supple-stroking hook, lashing Jaime across her jaw palm-up and BLOWING HER TO HER BUNS! Jess stepping through Jaime's legs - prancing to neutral corner: Pressly well and truly rocked. Middle minute - Jessica stalks Pressly along ring aprons - probing with measuring right hands setting up vicious, lashing hooks in a diagonal strike path from Jaime's right hip to left shoulder. Down the stretch, Pressly raked and strafed - Alba all sinewy, bending into searing punches, shredding wilting blonde defences. Jaime proving a real warrior here: crowd screaming as she's stoked savagely to body and head, refusing to bend the knee again. Bell: Jaime reeling, out of it: Jessica swivels on her hips, whipsaws her torso and draws her ponytail across Jaime's eyes in triumph.

R4: Maybe ponylashing Jaime's counterproductive. Well conditioned blonde regroups - attacks Jessica with renewed vigour. Pressly leaning forward on front (left) leg - both hands up, palms out - then she's pouncing in - batting and swiping her hands in combination. Alba spooked out of her positions - trying leap back and time Jaime coming in with no success. Shutout Pressly: Jaime stabilizes her front.

R5: Pressly continues to be aggressive with Jessica - weight on front foot, hands up - the odd lead right or flicking jab prelude to quick pounc-ins. Jessica firming - holding her ground: she's engaging a close-medium ranges, exchanging limber licks. Supple dip-n'-rip from Jessica; snappier, snatching combinations back from Jaime. Pressly scoring, claiming steadily against Alba's lithe torso - sprucing up those jugs a bit, cuffing that million dollar face.

R6: More Pressly: she's breaking down Alba's stance, forcing Jess into scrambling, hasty retreats. Alba alarmed, puffing up a little: she's getting chopped up, walked down as Jaime steps-to. Pressly jabbing Jessica's body and jugs to stay in contact; deploying buggywhip right hands sidearm against Jessica's left flank. Alba responds in kind - leaning in and viciously buggywhipping her own right against Pressly's toned chassis. Furious spank of hateful leather here: both girls deliver that punch without pity.

R7: Alba finally getting the timing right - fading back from Pressly pounces, catching the blonde check-hooks off the right (back) leg. Pressly unhurt, but often caught clean about her ear/jaw and punched off-line: Jessica able to mount sudden pouncing counter attacks of her own as Jaime's regrouping. Alba leaning in with slinging, vicious overhand rights up top and sidearm buggy whip rights to Jaime's ribs: Pressly grimacing when smote, shying away as Alba bares her fangs.

R8: You buggywhip me, I'll buggywhip you: hateful punching back and forth as sinewy blondes lean into licking rights, head and body. Crowd-pleasing stuff - both bodies sounding out with agonized thump when right hands smash into unprotected rib, hip or back. Alba continuing to walk Jaime into stroking check-hooks off the back leg; Pressly hopping into short hooks off the front leg, taking Jessica in her breasts or chin. Both women proving resilient - taking the other's abuses and finding ways to exact sinuous retribution. Lanky, potshotting rhythm and lissome torso movements play to Alba's strengths: she strokes Jessi for close points.

R9: Pressly with the edge when she get a little closer, let her hands go in withering combinations. Alba proving a trooper when savaged thus: she's biting back cries of pain she would have released a couple years ago. Jessica willing to compete with Jaime at her doorstep: Alba with elbows in, dukes at her cheeks - she's dipping the left shoulder, popping hips-right to lick left hooks and uppercuts up into Pressly - winning a little breathing room. Pressly daring Jessi's proven uppercut in order to maintain position and pressure: she touches Alba up for points as a result.

R10: Alba on front foot, all bendy-backed as she cranks succulent hooks up into the Pressly breadbasket and sternum. Crucial series of lanky rips punches the breath from Jaime, leaving her stationary, camped out behind a high guard. Alba over to offence - pivoting slightly to her right to get a better angle for the buggywhip right hand in above Jaime's left hip. Jess palming Jaime's shoulders lightly, then dipping to once again strap hook to paunch: this is supple, bendy Alba at her most fierce. Pressly groaning - buckling - but refusing to give in: she continues to turn, fronting up on Jessica, keeping the guard up. Alba dipping either shoulder, slugging limber uppercuts off either foot in an attempt to split Jaime's guard: THAT doesn't work, but the lashing strokes to Pressly's midsection and ribs and scoring heavily. Jessica sliding back in good order - turning her girl, luring her forward: Pressly grimacing, unable to mount much offence as Jessica strokes out a masterful tenth. Comes back one point duke - Jessica Alba!

AFTER: Upset in the minds of many: Jaime takes 5 rounds, but the knockdown proves decisive as Jessi's supple whiplash delivery gets it done. Both women sporting swollen cheeks and bruised bodies - each cringing as adrenaline fades, revealing pain-wracked bellies and throbbing ribs from those withering buggywhip right hands. "I took out Eliza Dushku a while ago," Alba says all steely eyed, "taking out Jaime Pressly just confirms that I've upped my game. Anyone who wants to fight me better run tape of the third round of this fight. If I did that to Jaime Pressly, what do you think I'm gonna do to YOU?"