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21 November 2004 Tia Carrere vs Liv Tyler

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BOXING AFTER DARK

Originally posted by Simguy on 11/21/2004, 4:02 pm

Before: Liv adding a little more movie star luster to a working woman’s division—opportunity is there for a major celebrity to make some noise at 130+. Tia a well travelled veteran on the downside slope of her career—it’s a payday for Carrere but it’s a stepping stone money as most think “Tia Time” has had its day. “Pundits can say what they want and predict what they want,” shrugs, Tia. “All I know is, I’ve got plenty left—more than Live ever had—and I’m still an elite name in this division.”

Strapping big-girl bra and panties Liv (baby blue)—Tia in red bandeau bikini with yellow Hawaiian print palm leaves, battle braid.

Duiring R1: BEEFY! Liv steps to Tia and POUNDS pudding—thudding lefts and rights on the hips and waist as Carrere bunches forward. Boom-boom-boom—Tyler smashing away at thick flesh, jerking uppercuts off the body to pick up Tia’s face, shoving stubby right hands in under Tia’s heart. Crunching minute’s worth of one-way bludgeoning too much: Carrere wobbles woozy to all fours as Tyler jiggles away hands high. Carrere up, grimacing 8—she takes a pasting at the ropes as Tyler bodies up and gets big. Bell to bell beat down Liv Tyler—great smashing hamhands bashing away at Tia’s biceps, chest, belly meat as Carrere covers up shabby.

R2: Tia sorts Liv out with a snappy little lead right on the face, shuffles over to the right, jabs her, slides back and circle to the left. Tyler coming forward, chin tucked, dukes up—just walking Tia down intent on finishing. Carrere stops, pops the jab, thrusts a straight right down into the body, turns on a hook up top: Tyler buffeted to the left, shaking her head. Tia pops the jab, keeping Liv on her heels, guard raised and Carrere leans in close with her body to carry a gutshocking right hand clean to the solar plexus. GROAN of pain from Tyler as she folds up hurt—Tia just placing that shot perfectly—she tidies up hooks against Tyler’s flank and hip as LIV GOES~DOWN! big Liv panting on all fours, tears welling up and it’s OVER! Tyler falls prey to that Tia C solar plexus shot, can’t catch her wind—KO2 Carrere.

After: Tia coming in soft, Tractorpull would say “chubby”, looking a shopworn victim in prefight but she’s still one of the most accurate, thoughtful body punchers in the game, fitting a beauty into Tyler sternum and putting the big woman down for the count.

“I’ve been written off more times than a three martini lunch,” Tia beams in postfight. “Tyler’s a punk—most of the girls at welter are punks—the so-called champ is a punk—Tia Time ain’t over!”

Reposted by Archer 7/15/09.