REEBOK FLYWEIGHT TITLE

Originally posted by Simguy on 5/26/2001, 9:26 am.

Before: Highly anticipated showdown arrives—both women confident of victory as pundits are split down the middle. Dushku’s accomplishment against Hayek weighs heavily—when Salma retires, she may look back on that beating as the point of no return in her career, but Williams fond of pointing out that she’s a different fighter than Salma. Dushku in prefight: “I could win this fight with my legs, but make no mistake—I don’t want Mish to have any excuses. I’m going to box smart, but I’m going to get in her kitchen as well. When she sees she can’t win my fight, and she can’t win HER fight—we’ll see some quit in Mish Williams.”

Eliza in red leather bikini, black booties and gloves, pretty ponytail, Mish in black French maid’s bra and panties, white lace trim.

During R1: Mish rocketing across the ring, tackling Dushku into her corner, shoulderbutting, driving in with her legs, then with the opponent pinned, slugging brutally to the trunkline and belly as Dushku goes bug eyed. Eliza mauled in a savage first minute for the champ, but the brunette starts to answer back by the midway point. Shoulder to shoulder, Mish on slugging autopilot, just carpet bombing indiscriminately—Dushku tightening up with her elbows in, countering slick off the block, manages to back Mish to mid ring in toe to toe action that sees the brunette bite into the blonde’s face and jugs with clean little lefts and rights inside. Judges impressed by Williams early power—Dushku’s corner begging her to box as Mish gets her wish early.

R2: Dushku embarrassed at having had her butt pushed into her corner, comes out angry and once again stands right in front of Mish, trading in furious exchanges. Girls just RIPPING into each other, cheek to cheek, banging belly, then hooking jaw, and it’s Mish getting the better of the smash-mouth—shouldering and nudging he girl into the corner by the end of the first minute. Dushku abandoning her fight plan, puts her feet wide and digs in to trade—crowd roaring as Mish gets her head under Dushku’s chin, pushing and shoving on the shoulders and chest of the girl to get Eliza straightened up, then digging away at the taut gut with both fists. Williams drifting low on occasion, Eliza answering bac with swift justice as both fighters warned for cheapness this round.

R3: Eliza finally getting her lead foot in the bucket, pivoting around her girl, really snapping off her moves as she opens up an angle for a biting left hook on Mish’s right eye. Williams connect percentage plummets as Dushku turns her, and midway through, Eliza with a stunning double hook on the eye lands another as Williams goes wobbly, but then it’s all Dushku, ramming in straight rights and lefts to chase a hurting champion to the ropes. Final minute all Eliza as she curls punches hared to the belly, shouldering Mish back and chopping at the blonde’s drowsy face as Williams’ defence gets sloppy.

R4: Dushku sticks with the game plan, puts it all together this round. Eliza closes behind a sharp stick, pivots 90 degrees to her left around a vicious hook that has Williams busted up around that tender right eye, Mish getting clocked clean, has to move her feet and isn’t punching nearly enough to stay even. Down the stretch, repeated hooks on the temple and eye get to Mish—curvy legs buckle as she nearly takes a seat, then straighten awkwardly with a dazed expression. Eliza so sharp on follow up, putting punches together, blistering lefts and rights underneath to carve up Michelle’s belly, bra and chin—Williams finishes up stupefied on the ropes as Dushku’s fists play unopposed across her body and face.

R5: Eliza switches focus, knows she has Mish hurt—Dushku goes right at her foe and giving it hard to Williams in the belly. Williams stooped forward, gets backed up punch by punch to the ropes as Dushku draws weary grunts from the champ. Eliza merciless—obvious to the crowd that she’s going for it as she pours it on. Williams swooning—she can see Dushku’s trying to end it—Eliza sitting down on every punch, reefing viciously to the stomach and around the sides, occasionally coming up on top to clock Williams’ head to the side. Final minute: Mish battered senseless, staggers sideways to a neutral corner, Dushku stepping with her and keeping it on—fists cudgeling into the body, shoulders and head as Williams defence grows dreamy. Pounding hook on the lips, crashing right hand on the face—Williams’ mouthpiece dribbles down her chest as she sways hurt on her hips, pushing her hands out weak to Eliza’s shoulders as the brunette punches through the blonde’s arms. Mish lolls back from a bashing hook on her cheek and she’s out on her feet, leaning against the ropes with a washed out look at fists at her chest and DUSHKU HELPS HERSELF TO FACE! Brutal pounding as Eliza does a blender job on Mish—POUNDING away with horrible flush lefts and rights and THE REF STEPS IN! Williams busted up like a cheap horror film prop as a vibrant Eliza is bodied back by the ref. TKO5 Eliza Dsuhku!

After: Dushku lifts the belt, delivering on her promise to box, but also to fight—Williams getting her fair share of licks in, but getting derailed and overwhelmed as Eliza capitalized on successive rounds of hurt for the blonde. Very dramatic 5tgh—women’s eyes very expressive—you could see the hunger in  Eliza, the realization in Mish that her opponent was coming for her that round—inviting to speculate what might have happened if Williams hadn’t gone out. Dushku passing up on the chance to humiliate the deposed queen, but snubbing Williams in the ring afterwards, “I respect Mish, but we’re not done yet,” says Eliza in postfight, “I can’t let my guard down until she realizes she can’t compete with me. I see it in her eyes—she still doesn’t BELIEVE—there’s still signs of life in there. I can’t let up on her until she finally admits to herself that I own her. If that means beating her out of boxing, then so be it.”

Reposted by Archer 5/16/09