Posted by simguy on 5/29/2009, 8:46 am

BEFORE: "Even if you think Lacey has improved," Sarah says in prefight," which I don't, by the way, but whatever...even if you do, she's got no answer for my legs. I'll dance the poor girl to ribbons! I'll be touching her, sampling her, stitching her up - she's not going to know where to turn because she's never been in with this much class before. And let me tell you this: as soon as her tummy touches mine, I want a ref's break: she's not going to be holding and hitting me all night like she did with Hayden!" Chabert brazen at the podium, swaggering in big-girl off that hard beatdown of Hayden P...she's hungry for more Foxfire. "Whatever - every top girl thinks she's going to outclass me," Lacey scoffs, "ask Kris Bell how that's working out. They don't get that I'm good - I'm smart in the ring - I figure out what's going to work and I do it. And plus? I hit harder than any other girl my size in boxing. Not Hayden, not Ricci - none of those tramps even comes close to my pop. That's going to be huge against Sarah, because the second she gets hurt, she's going to be looking to get out of the fight. I don't have to stop a tramp like this: I just have to discourage her...which I'll probably do at the weigh in!" Lacey in heartpounding white pushup and panties; small white work out gloves. Sarah in fun bikini - horizontal bars of pink/white/yellow/green; yellow bottoms with thing belt of pink/white/yellow/green; small black work out gloves; hair in long ponytail with bangs framing face. Fighters refuse to touch gloves after ring instrux.

During R1: ACTION! Sarah elects slugging - going at Lacey like she did Virginie Ledoyen. Wide, slapping lefts, connecting with the heel of the hand (illegal); straight, drilling rights, poking for Lacey's face. Chabert sustaining the clap-and-poke assault, bashing back short, clubbing strokes head and ribs: Lacey simply denying Sarah, outhitting her, finally forcing her to disengage. Carter leggy from the minute mark on - loping wide circles around Lacey, curving in on her, jabbing body/lashing right hands head or hip. Lacey blocking alot of this, crouching low and staying small - but she's unable to answer back as willowy Carter's there-and-gone.

R2: Sarah limber, leggy outside - loping footwork - stooping jabs to Lacey's tummy; pinging jabs to tits and cheekbones; dotting straights up the middle; slinging buggywhip right hands deployed against Lacey's left flank. Chabert crouching forward in crossed arm, bobbing at the waist, encroaching on Carter: some success for Lacey as she works her way in, gets off in clubbing swipes across Sarah's front. Carter doing a good job clearing her back of ropes - ponytail swishing across her backbone as she hops and slinks around.

R3: Lacey diligent in pursuit - showing a stubby little jab and the odd straight right to help guide Sarah to ropes. Carter forced to fight stationary on apron more often, taking thudding blows against ribcage while trying to fit Lacey for uppercuts. Chabert will take that deal: she's in with brawny little shoulders, jostling Sarah, roughing her up, even bodying her tummy to tummy to pin her down. Carter enraged at the touch of belly - barking at the ref whenever Lacey's pushing upon her: Sarah wants ref's breaks, but she's not getting 'em.

R4: Sarah spritzing jabs while dancing to her left: flicking, backhanded beauties nibbling Lacey tummy, tits and head. Switching directions - Sarah deploys buggywhip right hands in above Lacey's left hip, then hooks Lacey's tummy while pivoting-left. Chabert cringing when smote: Sarah bending her whole lissome frame to the task of buggywhipping Lacey - cruel strokes spanking out loud on contact, slowing Chabert's pursuit. Sarah loping back outside, constantly turning her brunette: Lacey cranky, crossing arms and bobbing on the spot, unable to penetrate or get work done this round.

R5: Sarah on her toes, using the ring: Lacey jiggling forward, trying to force banging exchanges with little success. Carter in her rhythm, getting her distance...she'll stoop-and-reach the left jab to Lacey's tanned tummy, then straighten, hook Lacey's tits while pivoting sweetly left. Lacey crossing arms against breasts and body while bobbing forward: Sarah able to bounce left jabs off Lacey's hairline and brows, patiently busting Chabert up. Big, haymaking strokes from Lacey come up empty: Sarah fighting in space, weaving her spell through 5.

R6: Shutout Sarah: she's got Lacey on a string. Carter intense, but smirking now - very comfortable with terms of engagement. Lacey crouching forward, fielding jabs and ringing right hands off her hairline and brows: Sarah dealing and wheeling, sliding off to either side. Carter lashing that cruel buggywhip right against Lacey's left flank at every opportunity: Chabert's eyes welling up at times as she backs off, wincing in pain from blonde stroke.

R7: Lacey scooting in on Sarah, bundling her to ropes: fighting much more to Chabert's liking as she muscles Carter into compliance. Sarah baring her teeth, struggling against Chabert's curvy strength: taller girl bending, using her shoulders and elbows to push for room underneath, then licking mitts against Lacey's firm chassis. Chabert ignoring the punishment, fighting off Sarah's chest: Lacey shoving and slugging like a champ here, really bashing away at slender blonde. Carter proves a warrior: unable to spin free, she hangs in tuff - bumping her forearms into Lacey's shoulders, licking her uppercuts, stroking her hooks across tummy - competing like a champion should. Bell: Lacey's still in there working - ref pulls her off from behind as Sarah's screeching in protest.

R8: Sarah puts on defensive clinic in first minute...luring Lacey to corners, bouncing off one set to the adjacent set - turning, twisting, bending under blows, then spinning 'round Lacey to open up the canvas. Chabert swinging and missing - she chases after Sarah all jugs a-jumpin' unable to bring her blonde to heel. From the minute mark on, Sarah's pin-pricking Lacey - jabbing her face; scrubbing rigid right/lefts across face; hook-and-pivoting left, scoring against Lacey's firm tummy. Chabert hurt by a ringing right uppercut at one point: Sarah with a rare opportunity to stand in front and swish away, shoeshining Lacey's jugs with a side to side scrubbing. Chabert tottering on her heels at times, blinking in confusion: Sarah's getting touches, hurting her girl here as blonde picks at brunette through 8.

R9: Similar will-o'-the-wisp stuff from Sarah: legs dominating curves. Lacey stubborn, chugging forward in crossed-arm crouches, looking to bang Carter out of there, but Sarah not cooperating. Carter turning her girl, curving in on her, touching her body, tapping her face, bending back out or range and pivoting away to safety. Lacey still combative, but she's a confused beauty, rarely letting her hands go as she's just not confident about her positions. Bell: discouraged Lacey scowling at canvas, thinking things through: she's startled when long, soft blonde ponytail sweeps across her bruised face, parting her lips in a bewildered little "Oh!"

R10: Sarah saves best for last: she tears at Lacey bell to bell. Carter still with respect enough to attack from angles, but she's punching with true vigor, really trying to hurt her girl. Gorgeous, ripping left uppercuts dig at Lacey's paunch or sternum - small mitt gouging in as Carter pivots-left around the strikes. Sliding lead right hands punch at Lacey's puffy brows, then Sarah eases weight to right (back) foot, pulling the limber hook across. Rigid, scrubbing one-twos work at Lacey's tired face, or buffet her jugs: when Chabert crouches to deny these punches, Sarah angles-right and chops that buggywhip right hand in above vulnerable brunette hip. Chabert wobbled time and again, treated viciously by a vindictive champ: Sarah at her sinewy best, combining elegance and cruelty in exquisite fashion. Shutout 10th leaves Chabert swaying, blinking back tears: decision comes back UD10 for the winner and STILL flyweight champ, Sarah Carter.

AFTER: Carter beaming, nodding as associates shout acknowledgment in oost-fight bedlam. "Legs beat curves every time," the Foxfire whippet chirps. "Oh, she fought hard - she pushed, she competed - but your talking about a Ferrari taking on a Pinto here. I did what I wanted with her, pulled her strings - it's a big wake up call for Lacey because quite frankly, her ego's been getting way, way out of control. If there's any girl in boxing who needed a good deflating, it's Lacey Chabert and I'm just thrilled that I could be the pin!"