Posted by Simguy on 9/28/2002, 8:39 am.

Before: Milano playing Shakira like a tambourine in prefight, pushing all the buttons, lounging around behind security guards as little blonde goes apeshit. “She talks about how I will suffer in this fight,” seethes Shakira, “but it is HER belly that will be destroyed. This I promise you. Alyssa in gold tankini, highlighted hair, Shakira in tan leather bikini top w/fringes, brown leather bikini bottoms.

During R1:  Shakira backing Alyssa up early: clubbing rights on the jaw, thick left hooks in the paunch—Milano to the ropes, arms crossed and soaking as blonde unloads. Shakira using her legs—getting off in gorgeous, ripping bursts, stepped out, then dipping in again to get more. Midway through a CLANGING right on the jaw has Alyssa startled—gloves up, weak—she takes a pumping left off her tummy, slumps into the ropes and drops to her knee as Shakira lords it over her. Alyssa shaken, trying to gather herself with the 8 in count, then Shakira right back in—tight, disciplined, had punching from the blonde. Milano desperately clinching hanging off Shak’s neck—blonde digs 3 sumptuous right hands into the pit of Alyssa’s belly, dropping her breathless to all fours at the bell, Shakira prancing, jumping, carrying in—ref guides her back to her corner as Milano slumps achy on her stool/

R2: All Shakira, all the time, Colombian immediately quartering the ring on Alyssa, then backing her to the corner with shattering rights upstairs, thudding lefts in  the body. Blonde just beating Milano senseless, putting punches together in bashing sequences, stepping out to reset, never letting her form get ragged or wild, Alyssa slumped in the ropes, crossing her arms, or stooping forward with hands undecided—Shakira’s rampaging up and down assault has the veteran bewildered. Bell to bell beat down dished up Shakira skipping back to her corner with a song in her heart—Milano sent back to her corner busted up, broken down after 6 punishing minutes,

R3: Shakira just DIGGING into the ribs and body—harsh, harsh 2 handed volleys backing Milano to a familiar perch on the ropes, Alyssa pale and sickly from those heartless left hooks to the liver—Shak tucking in under Alyssa’s elbow, but those crashing overhand rights are stunning the veteran as well. Milano hurt, covering up—Shakira slows the pace to palm up, get beefy on Alyssa, shoving and propping Milano in between thick body shots. Third straight shutout in a row—Alyssa Milano in shock, reeling, slouching hurt in her corner—Shakira giddy as a Latin popstar as she HEAPS it on.

R4: Shakira BOMBARDING Milano’s breadbasket—bullying Alyssa up against the ropes ripping in 3 and 4 banging left/rights—it’s an awesome display. Milano gutshot, sobbing aloud at the occasional dig—she’s sliding hurt to her left, unable to evade or answer back. Finally, after another 2 minutes on non stop bludgeoning, Shakira starts to blow—Alyssa able to come off the ropes and clinch under the arms, walk her girl around. Milano on board late with some crafty little uppercuts out of the clinch, working out of the wrap—she puts Shak’s back to the ropes at the bell.

R5: HAMMER AND TONGS! Two way slugging erupts mid ring as Milano’s weathered the worst of it, but young blonde seems tireless. Shattering bursts head and body, girls just taking turns midring—tight, vicious hooks and crosses. Shakira victimized in the final minute as Alyssa keys on uppercuts, getting her shoulders under beautiful clipping strokes to wobble blonde backside, Shak belted up against the ropes, staring, hands out palm-first as Milano gets a little slamming payback body and head to take her first points.

R6: SHIUTOUT ALYSSA MILANO! Shakira wilting, clinching for the first time—Alyssa rampaging to the belly with both mitts as the blonde’s hips shunt back. Colombian hammered to the ropes, hands up at cheeks—Milano wailing away with brawny lefts and rights to the ribs and waist, teeth bared as she heaves’em in. Final minute particularly brutal—Shakira whimpering, legs threatening to give way—Alyssa heartlessly pounding hooks in behind that right elbow even past the bell Colombian hugging herself in pain on her stool—Milano in sad shape herself—everybody’s getting their money’s worth.

R7: They just keep digging deeper, coming at each other with fresh reserves. Back and forth, short, sharp punching, both girls putting blistering sequences together, both suffering as they cover up and ride out the abuse, Final minute—Alyssa wants it more. She harms Shak with a series of batting hooks in the right flank, shouldering a wounded blonde back, nailing her crisp right on the face, clipping her the hook—blonde stunned, dazed against the ropes. All Alyssa late as she freezes Shakira with bashing sequence of straight arm lefts and rights against the body, then drapes her back with shrugging punches to the jugs. Blonde teary eyed, trembly as Milano struts back to her corner, well back into this fight.

R8: Shakira gets a second wind, punching with Milano early and CLOBBERING her that tight overhand right, crippling her to the body with withering left hook, Alyssa staggering ropeside and covering up pathetic once again—she’s lolling with either side on the ropes, trying to distribute the hurt as Shakira pours on. Shak starting to get sloppy with fatigue. Occasionally falling in on Milano and smothering herself, but she’s pushing off strong, digging and scrounging in and around the turtleshell defense with either mitts. Milano battered bell to bell—face pinched tight as she minces hurt to her corner.

R9: ALL SHAKIRA! Shak’s doing a great job of getting on top, then hounding Alyssa against the ropes, never letting the veteran come forward or get off with leverage. Little blonde scouring her opponent, getting underneath her, stacking her up, then going at the ribcage with insane, batting pressure. Alyssa clinching for breaks, mouth open, eyes forlorn—she’s soaking up a dreadful beating and just trying to survive. Final minute a brutal romp to Milano’s plump jugs: Shakira slumping the girl forward with a left tieing up Alyssa’s right—free right mitt just a-pumping to the  puppies.

R10: chest heaving, bodies aching—girls somehow haul themselves off their stools to create more mayhem, Milano an early lead right, stubby off the chin, another, backing Shakira up, starting her Colombian moving her head well, getting underneath Alyssa’s punches, stepping in and hooking up into the belly, chopping down onto cheek with that vicious combination that’s been working all night long. Slugging is slower, more vindictive as Milano drifts low with her hook, Shakira cramming her’s into jug—both girls staggery as they rotate in a hurtin’ circle. Final minute: Shakira. Blonde starts decisively beating brunette to punches, backing Milano up, putting her on the ropes, Shak palming the shoulders—showing her own exhaustion, but piling into the ribs and belly of her foe—using up the dregs of Alyssa Milano. Veteran helpless, hanging on at the bell—Shakira still pumping in leather as the ref hauls’em apart, Comes back UD10 Shakira.

After: Blonde badly mauled but triumphant, she lifts her left mitt high, right elbow still tight against her damaged rightside ribs, face taut with pain,. Milano on her stool, beaten unrecognizable—what a gutty stand to come off the canvas, soak up 3 shutout rounds to start, and pound her way back into this fight. Coming of age for Shakira—it’s a tremendous win, earning her comparisons to Michelle Williams juts before Mish cleared the Liu hurdle.

Reposted by Archer 10/3/09.