Before: Future of the lightweight division squaring off. "I don't know what it is," Jessica chuckles, explaining her dominance of Brittany. "Physically, I'm superior, but it's more than that. Brittany's not the same fighter against me she is against other girls. When she halted Jennifer Garner, Brittany was throwing these crazy double right leads and doing a bunch of unconventional stuff - you don't see her improvising against me. She gets very tentative and conservative with her punch selection - more one dimensional. It's like I've beaten her before I even step in the ring with her!" Daniel reserved at the dais. "A lot of girls really enjoyed what happened to me last year," Daniel says, refering to one of the classic falls from grace in FCBA history, "and nobody loved it more than Jessica. All I can say is, every girl that was loving it when I was down is going to be crying this year, starting with Jessica Biel. She's going to be the example for every one of those tramps out there." Biel in red 'Summer Catch' bikini - Daniel in sporty black bikini, underwire triangle top, moderate coverage bottoms.

During R1: Daniel's early aggression met by Biel's poise, easy, loping footwork, disruptive jab and by end of minute 1 - Jessica's in control. Smooth boxing from Jess - eyes focused, stepping to spots, luring and steering Brit with the jab, lining her up for rifling right hands quick off the shoulder.

R2: Brittany getting corralled, covering up midring, turning - she seems flustered. Biel already dominating with her legs and fists - starts mixing in the body punches as Brit keeps her hands up high, gorgeous cranking hooks square amidships shakes strong blonde backside and thighs. Jess just swivelling left, trying one-twos up top to pierce the guard, cashing in thick to midriff hooks. Final minute, neat-as-you-please: Biel in a wide stance, arches her back, licks hook to breadbasket, hook to breadbasket, chopping right hand between the gloves and a crisp little left uppercut (all leg) to chin - DANIEL GOES DOWN! Brittany blinking back tears - Biel's perfect placement producing shock - every one of those punches hurt poor Daniel. Satisfied grin Biel - high fives in her corner - she's piling on early and loving it.

R3: Daniel trying to answer with exuberant punching, wants to get to her opponent's chest, but Jessica has all the answers. Biel melting away from the early aggression, slowly bringing Brit to heel with the jab, spreading her out, positioning her midring, then picking her apart with opportunistics rights and those ripping hooks downstairs. Daniel flabbergasted - badly outclassed at this point - she just cringes behind her gloves, tries to keep her blocking D in place, but not moving her head much, just posing for punches.

R4: Brisk exchanges punctuate first two minutes - Biel turning more the puncher in an effort to wear Daniel out, Brittany enjoying the opportunity to trade punches toe to toe - it's even, crowd pleasing stuff. Final minute - girls working hard - Brittany jumps in a lead right to the chin, reloads, gets it again as Biel backpedals - Jessica's back hits the ropes: she's startled. Brittany pouncing - ducking to dig gut with furious lefts and rights, pounding her way up-torso and MOPPING UP JESSICA'S JUGS! Biel open-mouthed in shock - Brittany standing up in the stirrups and galloping to her opponent's goodies and BIEL TAKES A KNEE! Jessica breathless, goes down snivelling - Daniel hooting in derision as the ref tackles her back.

R5: Daniel on the warpath! She catches Biel a chopping right over Jessi's jab that gets brunette backpedalling - raking series of hooks skids off Biel's left eye, chasing her ropeside - Daniel bodying up then plugging tummy firm, short right hands. Ragged Jessica regroups middle minute, flat footed but using her jab, bending in on slinging rights, dipping to her right to bite the hook off Brittany's face. But down the stretch, girls trade rights and lefts, Daniel consistently pounding back Jessica's head and BIEL GOES WOBBLY BUTT! Crisp head punching has Jessica swooning - Daniel brawling her to the ropes, fighting through weak clinches and rioting to Biel's trembling tummy and helpless tits. Classic Daniel, letting hands go in abrupt bursts, tearing Biel's torso up - Jessica sagging into ropes, staring back as her defences crumble under the punishment. Bell sounds - Brittany helps herself to a clanging extra right hand on the chin - ref jumps in with a harsh warning, tugging Daniel away by her arm.

R6,7,8: Daniel's accomplished one thing: Jessica's busted up, not looking so mobile or care free - Biel forced to more or less go shoulder to shoulder with Brittany and lick it up tit for tat. But Jessica's far from baked - she's answering almost every shot, moving her head and catching Daniel swatting hooks out of the crouch, standing her ground, struggling against the blonde whenever Brittany tries to walk her back. This is grinding, meanspirited trench warfare - both girls guilty of tousle-rubbing and butting on the inside, both getting rich off one another's taut tummies or shiny flanks, both suffering and punishing in almost equal measure. In close, close stanzas, judged maybe by one girl's tired look after a clean blow on her chin, or a staggering mis-step, or maybe the impression of strength in the opponent - Biel takes the 6th, Daniel the 7th and 8th in bitter, bitter fare.

R9: Biel goes for it, upping the tempo, systematically going at Brittany as the girls linger on the inside. Jessica using her left shoulder to nudge, then stepping back to walk Brittany into punches - it's hooks amidships, tidy, supple little uppercuts from the brunette, sliding, subtle footwork. Brittany wading forward but getting picked up, worked over - she's shopworn by the final minute when Biel starts landing her hardest licks. Gorgeous, compact left or right uppercuts check Brittany's chin, setting her tight little backside a-wobble as she starts to stagger, lose her footing. Biel staying close, expertly luring her foe forward, then ringing her up - it's masterful stuff that leaves Daniel standing, but stunned at the bell.

R10: Jessica spent up all her money in the 9th - she's listless, lounging on the ropes this round, clearly shot and looking to coast to the finish line. Not so Brittany - now SHE unleashes hell, baring her teeth, leaning forward and pulling her mitts in underneath to work her foe's tired abdomen. Biel trying to block and roll on the ropes, but she's falling apart - finally looking to clinch, but that only exposes her chin. Fiesty Brittany tearing away at what's left, hammering the body to get Biel reaching, groaning, then checking the chin with crisp little uppercuts and hooks. Midway through, Biel's legs give way - she's sliding to her right, defenceless, staring - Brittany hopping with and bashing right hands against her foe's skull and BIEL SPILLS TO HER SIDE IN THE CORNER! IT'S OVER!! Jessica blubbering, trying to push herself up off her right hip, but she can't beat the count - KO10 Brittany Daniel.

After: Biel distraught in her corner - Daniel jumping up and down in Janet's happy hug, and then the unthinkable happens. Uneasy detente between Krusher and Tech is tossed aside, secret armistice that had brought post-fight atrocities to a halt torn up as Daniel marches to a battered Jessica, hugs her up off her stool, jams her face first into her own corner and props that left leg in the strands. A beaming, malicious and vindictive blonde nods at her rigid right palm, smiling wide and CLAPS AWAY TO RUMP ON JESSICA! Poor Jessi screaming as she hugs turnbuckle: Daniel takes care of business. After a torrid stream of spanks - Biel thinks it's over, gingerly trying to free her leg, but Brittany bodies up, jams her girl back into place and continues working! Daniel wrapping her arms up high on Jess, jumping against Biel's back to drive her sleek tanned thighs against Biel's tender kidneys, going with knees to that high, proud rump - no security in sight. Daniel just slopping home a beating with her legs, working back, butt and hammies with no mercy, Biel drifting in and out as she stands there taking - it's a sickening travesty, that's what it is. All the while - BLONDE! magazine photographers snap away, for a headline that will emblazon the word "JUSTICE!" across Biel's slumped and used up form.