Posted by simguy on 9/24/2004

Before: Ali Landry verrrry proud of herself ringside, arms crossed, wicked grin on her face as she chats up associates - she's making Jeri jump through hoops and loving it. Ryan wise to it all, but there's little she can do. "Ali wants to put as much mileage on me as she can," Jeri says matter of fact. "It won't work, but I expected this kind of petty crap from her. She really is a hateful b###h." And what of the catspaw in this bout - how does Tyra like being caught between two juggernauts? "Look, I don't have to dance to Landry's drum, but this is a legitimate opportunity for me. This is just good business: we're shuffling the deck at Samdog and I want my piece and that means taking it from Jeri. I see Ryan as kind of the Laetitia Casta of Samdog - she used to be queen, but she's lost her place and the rest of us are going to take advantage. That's just boxing, baby, nothing personal!" Politics aside, it's an intriguing KO match up - both girls love to extend on right hands and get opponents out of there - Ryan a little more complete, more efficient and compact - Banks a little bigger, maybe even heavier handed as a result. Jeri in red bikini, Tyra in lemon bikini, slick high ponytail, pretty yellow ribbon.

During R1: Banks' lips set in trademark b###hy snarl - she's lifting the jab off her hip, circling left, right hand coiled at her chest ready to detonate. Ryan using a little footwork early, tap-stepping in and out, changing up distance and direction. Jeri dropping her left: clear invitation to Tyra to launch that right and take her chances. Positioning lasts about a minute - Ryan settles down, jabs to tummy, bringing her hand back low. Tyra jabs, bends into the right and GETS BEAT TO THE PUNCH! Jeri ducking in and PARKING a sharp right hand on the chin - Banks' right hand sailing, legs corkscrewing - she reclines onto her back in a delicious sprawl, eyebrows high, eyes clicked shut - IT'S OVER! KO1 Jeri Ryan - blonde drinking in the sight for a moment, then staring meaningfully into the crowd: Ali absolutely livid, jaw muscles grinding - Ryan dodges a big bullet without a scratch.

After: Oh that Jeri Jinx! Banks brought around with the salts - Jeri moves in to make sure Tyra knows the pecking order hasn't changed much. Model gets tugged along for a halting walk of a shame, stumbling compliance from Tyra - Jeri stops above Ali, drawing dagger-eyes from Landry. Suddenly, Ryan jerks Banks close, slides the left arm round back of Tyra's head to grip Jeri's right bicep, right hand cupping Banks' skull as Tyra's face is pressed deep into Ryan's hulking bosom. Banks' muffled cries unheeded - she's pathetically pushing at Jeri's hips, reaching up behind Jeri to pull at blonde's shoulders. Ryan maintains eye contact with Ali throughout, pouring it on as Tyra's movements grow sluggish, legs start to tremble. Ryan giving the odd shake, tightening and adjusting her clamp, flexing the fingers of her right hand. Supermodel finally tossed aside all used up - Landry beet red at Jeri's pure defiance. HBO caught flat footed - techies scrambling in vain for the misplaced Swan Lake tape.