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28 September 2009 Virginie Ledoyen vs Emma Watson

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Posted by simguy on 9/28/2009, 7:40 am

BEFORE: "I'm delighted to welcome Emma into the FCBA," a mischievous Virginie says in prefight, eyes a-glinting. "She's my favourite type of opponent: willing; outclassed, and; English! I'll have her clean up toute suite!" Watson scowling - extensive amateur career deserves more respect as far as Emma's concerned. "I won't be handled by Virginie," Watson promising crisply. "It's a pasting she deserves, and a pasting she shall receive. Ledoyen has long vexed the UK with her brazen strafing runs over our territory - deliberately seeking out young fighters before they're fully developed. I'm not the sort to be bullied in this way. I promise you, Virginie Ledoyen shall have all she wants from me. ALL she wants." Emma in yellow sport top; black stretch shorts; small black gloves; white sneakers; ponytail with swept bangs. Virginie in royal blue bikini top; lavender stretch shorts; white sneakers; small white gloves; curls loose n' tangly. ASIDE: Watson apparently utilizing the services of Hayden Panettiere in an advisory capacity - bit of a surprise, although Emma a pragmatist at heart, realizes that beating Virginie is job one.

R1: Boxers to midring - right hands high, left hands deploying tart jabs. Virginie wins the fencing contest - poking Emma upstairs and down, parrying the receipts, sidestepping to turn the youngster's feet. Midway through, Ledoyen throwing combinations in shoe-shining flurries: swishing punches scrubbing tummy on Emma, then sprucing up her top. Watson steps out to regroup: Virginie in off her jab, catches Emma a sweeping, walk-in right cross to turn British head aside. Ropes - Emma blinking in confusion: Virginie closes out the round strong - standing off Watson's bow and shelling her body tic-toc. Bell: bright smile Virginie as she whirls away; frown, crankiness evident in young Emma.

R2: Virginie jabbing at the open, then shifting weight to front (left) foot to hook-off-the-jab, neatly clouting British chin. Emma slugged off her stance - baby stepping to her left: Virginie resets the jab in Em's chest, then hooks her cheek with pleasing, well-oiled precision. Watson stumbling sideways, looking vexed: she's being bossed around, touched up. Virginie stepping-to, walking Emma down, jabbing and hooking. Down the stretch, Ledoyen dispenses with the jab, employing double hooks body/head to continue moving Emma about. Fight roams the ring as Virginie punches Watson in a wide, clockwise circuit.

R3: Emma dukes up, crouching, looking to shine Virginie's breadbasket: Ledoyen mirroring dukes-up look, crouching-with, then expertly tucking little left uppercuts into Emma's solar plexus. Watson behind the beat - hooking wide, but late: easy reads for bobbing Ledoyen who slips harm on the spot. Virginie steadily forward in her crouch - bobbing under Emma's shots, then hooking her body. Right hands flow from Virginie's shoulder over latter half - piercing Emma's guard, punching her face back. Watson backing up, moved by Virginie's clean punches. Flirty, meanspirited eye contact at the bell as Ledoyen pulls ahead 3 rounds to love.

R4: Emma again attempts to boss Ledoyen inside, moving in hands up, chin tucked. Virginie showing the same guard, willing to bump shoulders and stay in the pocket, tradiing body-swap with Watson. Both girls landing, but it's Emma moved off her stance: Virginie digging up English breadbasket, then marching forward as Watson stumbles away. Right hand midway through parts Emma's guard, punches her head hard to starboard: Watson jerks a quarter-turn to her right, stumbling into ropes. She covers up earmuff just in time to receive Ledoyen to body: Virginie leaning in, pushing head against Emma's guard while deploying both hands in rolling barrage against Watson's paunch. "GUHH!" of pain parts Emma's lips: she sits in ropes, then eases gingerly to her right knee, panting in confusion. Virginie patting Emma on the head before turning away: Watson enraged, but too winded to protest.

R4: Multiple jabs and a swift right cross chase Emma to ropes: she's staring, looking frazzled and punchy. Ledoyen to breadbasket via hooks: French girl's right hand at her cheek as she plants on left (lead) leg, turning into snug left hands. Emma groaning, heading slowly down: Virginie reaches small mitten of left hand into front of Watson's trunks to pull her up, then push her upright against ropes. SNUG right uppercut to solar plexus, Virginie: Emma crying out; bunching up; showing earmuff. Pair of digging left hooks to paunch, Virginie: Emma paralyzed, stooped forward behind her mitts. Virginie's right hand pushes Emma's head aside almost gently, just moving her over so the right hand can tuck cleanly in behind left elbow. Ledoyen getting wide n' whippy with the right hand, swiping it across Emma's lower back like a rubber hose. Watson sobbing aloud, knees bennnding woozy: Virginie reaches under arms, chests groggy Brit upright. Top of Virginie's chest rubs in ruff under Emma's chin: Ledoyen ROMPS to tummy, both arms pumpin'. Sad sigh of hurt, Emma Watson: she's butt-in-ropes, slumping forward as Virginie deflates British body. Another stack-up straightens wilting Em at ropes: VIRGINIE WANTS RACK! Watson demoralized, helpless - she can't stop Virginie from taking what she wants. Hard to watch: battlehardened French veteran of 80 sanctioned combats going at defenceless ingenue jugs...Emma's bleating in submission. Ref moves in; poor Watson cradles battered top, turns sideways into ropes as Virginie lingers close by, drinking in the hurt. TKO4 in one-sided fashion, Virginie Ledoyen.

After: In-ring bickering between Emma and advisor Hayden Panettiere: Watson not taking the loss well, heaping blame onto a sputtering HP. Ledoyen resplendent - glowing with a ruthless welcome-to-the-FCBA beatdown of highly touted young import. "Refreshing!" Virginie says of the experience in postfight. "Like a dip in a cool mountain stream on a hot summer's day - that is what battering Emma feels like. I broke her down, but I would not let her fall - non: I had work to do and I would not let her deny me. I pounded her top to let her know what to expect: other fighters will not be so gentle with her. If she continues at all, she must remember that!" British press characteristically savage with Emma for failing against hated Virginie: Ledoyen basically public enemy number 1 when it comes to small-bodied British fighters, so media not cutting Watson any slack.