Posted by Simguy on 11/3/2000, 9:51 pm

Before: Bell enters the prohibitive favourite over a game and gangly Elfman—Cat needing the work, looks to bank a few rounds, stay sharp, Jenna’s awkwardness could be her best asset—get Bell brawling and see what happens. Nothing to lose for Jenna—she’s bright-eyed and upset-minded coming in, acknowledging Cat’s class, but refusing to sell herself short in pre-fight. Electric blue bikini for Bell, scarlet bikini for the big E.

During R1: Elfman looping overhand rights, scoring as Bell misjudges he block—those long arms carrying past the guard and grazing skull early. Bell makes the adjustment, picking up the right easily on her left arm, coning in with a tight right counter over and over as Elfman never varies her attack, Down the stretch, Bell’s bombs add up as Jenna starts to wander, losing zip on her punches and the result is predictable. After fielding countless right hands on her lips and chin, Jenna wobbles to all fours in the final moments—just another sparring session for Bell—Cat strutting to her corner with a business-like expression as Elfman is scraped up.

R2: Jenna out winging again—doing some damage as cat seems to have trouble judging distance early on. Once bell gets the range though, it’s all Cat-she’s able to block consistently with a high left hand, then step inside with a short right hand—once again pounding face ib a very hittable Jenna E. Elfman soaking up catastrophic punishment through the middle minute—Bell actually getting a little arm weary, bodies up to take it to the blonde’s waistline ion the final minute—Jenna smothered, ineffective with a brunette on her chest.

R3: You know what? Elfman’s still winging away, and it’s starting to pay off. Tagging Bell early with a crashing right hand, Jenna slings in a clapping left wide to the jaw and sails in with another right to light bell up at the minute mark. Cat a little wobbly butt, steps to her left behind the ramrod jab, buying herself some time, but Jenna moves well for a big woman Down the stretch, Elfman’s looping haymakers have Cat slipping and rolling in retreat—Bell raring back with her hands down gets caught a BEAUTY of a right hand, draping the brunette on the ropes with a vacant look, Jenna robbed of the chance to finish by the bell—and what a chance, Cat clearly stunned, staggering badly en route to her corner—Elfman getting full extension on the go-home blast.

R4: Out and out brawling from Jenna Elfman as a still groggy Cat Bell tries to get her legs back, Elfman a tough read outside—time and again, Bell thinks she’s out of range, then catches something flush as Jenna’s extreme reach covers the gap. Midway through the round, girls reaching left jabs into one another’s chests—Jenna slings over the top with another torpedoing right hand and BELL GOES DOWN! Cat jyst swept to the canvas by the condor-wing blow, struggles to her feet with a dazed look—Jenna’s got a minute to work with. Elfman pawing the left, just establishing range then leaning into powerful right hands—Bell sees them all the way and does a good job of picking it up on her shoulder or slipping under, clinching foer the breaks until the bell sounds.

R5: Bell making adjustments, jabs her way inside and sets up with her hands on Jenna’s hips or around her back—whatever it takes to keep Elfman close, Jenna completely neutralized in close—pushing and straining against Cat, but unable to get off. Bell not so encumbered, scooping gut with pumping lefts/rights, swiping the short hook across Jenna’s face and walking the big blonde back in between flurries. Buckling Jenna’s legs midway through, cat stays with the body work and ELFMAN GOES DOWN! Jenna swooning to her knees, clutching her ribs, takes 8 and she’s hurting. Bell gaining entrance with a single jab, then getting her head under Elfman’s chin, pushing and brawling the gangly blonde up against the ropes and swabbing that gut to the bell.

R4: Bell back in control—jabs, steps in, and has Elfman at her mercy until the blonde can tie up for the break. Jenna getting ground up, reduced to desperation right hands to try to nail Bell on the way in. With no jab from Jenna first, cat sees the haymakers coming and doesn’t pay the price to get inside—Elfman shut out, banged up in another grueling round Cat.

R7: Bell back outside, trying to change up the pace and it’s a mistake. Elfman’s winging attack relentless if Bell doesn’t close—whenever Jenna misses with one arm, she recoils and more often than not catches Bell with the come-back, Sweeping, wrap around bombs from Jenna Have Bell stumbling in retreat, and a crazy right hand from well behind Jenna kisses off Cat’s forehead to send a tremor down brunette legs. Bell gets out of the round and hears it in her corner—she’s got to get body to body on Elfman.

R8: Shutout Cat Bell. Its really an easy fight for her if she comes forward, sets up on Jenna’s chest and moves her hands. Bell able to push Jenna around the ring with leverage, work the gut and stay relatively safe inside the blonde’s reach. Elfman clinching, but not making bell pat on the way in—where’s the jab?

R9: Shutout Cat bell. She’s gotten into Jenna’s trunks and she’s not coming out—a busy,\bullying Cat Bell performance smears Elfman around the perimeter of the ring—Jenna looking hurt and confused, just doesn’t have the Plan b she needs to adjust. Especially effective are pounding little right hands to the solar plexus, thrown blind by Cat as she presses her face into Jenna’s neck.

R10: Shutout Cat Bell. Swatting lefts and rights to the jaw inside, smacking digs to the flat tummy, constantly wrapping Jenna u with a left or right under her arms to heave her off balance and keep the pressure on. Bell resting her mouth on Jenna’s shoulder, controlling the blonde’s hips, bosses Elfman around the bell. Elfman all used up,l pale and shaken after 9 long minutes in the trenches with Bell, slumps deeply discouraged on her stool. UD10 Cat Bell.

After: Cat very gracious in victory, left eye swelling badly in the aftermath of Jenna’s big right hands—Bell coming over to hug and congratulate the blonde on a surprisingly effective outing. “She was SO tough,” Cat admits in post-fight, “I thought I was fighting a brunette at times! I was hitting her with my Theron-stopper right hands, and she just kept gobbling them up, I mean, no body takes my right hand all night like that. I came inside and she fell apart a little bit, but she caught me a few licks I won’t forget. Shge definitely gave me the rounds I was looking for.”

Reposted by Archer 9/4/09