Originally posted by Simguy on 3/30/2002, 4:30 pm.

Before:  Rare risk for Zeta Jones to take, she doesn’t usually fight the dangerous young American girls unless there’s gold on the line—boxing treated to a premium 50-50 match up as negotiations conclude in a thunderclap. Great opportunity for Daniel—both women hard nosed finishers with pronounced mean streaks, but Brittany confidently talking stoppage behind the scenes.

Sturdy red bikini for Zeta Jones, hair straight and down, Brittany in black bikini, blonde tousle.

During R1: Crisp professional work from both women. Jones keeping her right hand at her cheek, looks to step inside from Brittany’s jab, thump the sternum with a snap-hook, all shoulders and legs behind the blows. Daniel using her shoulder to get separation, then coning at Jones’ ribcage with two fisted cluster punching—Jones unashamed to clinch for the break. Back and forth, girls pivoting sharply around one another. Jones on her front foot able to double the hook off the body to clip Brittany in the mouth—brunette round by a hairsbreadth.

R2: Brittany adopting a mirror image stance to Jones, right hand protective, weight on the front foot, short, snapping hooks to the breadbasket and breasts. Both girls adept at dipping inside the other’s jab to thump the body. Daniel using her right hand to push on Jones’ shoulder, or turn the brunette behind the left elbow—subtle muscling on the inside gives Brittany another brisk, closely contested round.

R3: Brittany really banging that body this round—bashing rights and lefts to the ribs just beneath the breast line has Jones ashen faced, clinching after almost every exchange. Jones in retreat more often now—Daniel initiating the action, walking the brunette down. Final minute, Daniel working off Catherine’s left shoulder, crowding the brunette to the ropes—meaty rips to the midriff have Jones groaning and seated in the strands. Hard punching from Daniel produces the most decisive round of the contest thus far.

R4: Jones goes to the jab, touching Brittany twice between the eyes, then stepping out, giving the blonde another look to consider. Daniel grinning, misinterpreting the maneuver as weakness—meanwhile Zeta Jones is touching the blonde, measuring her, stepping to the right. Catherine fades Brittany’s jab, rockets in off her back foot with a plowing right to the chin—big head snap Brittany and Daniel scoots to her butt with a blasted expression.. Disastrous knockdown for Brit—she’s stiff and sore getting to her feet, lolling in a daze at the ropes for her 8. On comes Zeta J with menacing eyes, prodding the measuring right and REEFING that tight hook, swiping in between Daniel’s gloves and slumping the blonde against the ropes. Pounding flurry to the face as Jones squares up and lets her fists go—Daniel’s head flopping, hands frozen—the ref jumps in and it’s OVER! TKO4 Catherine Zeta Jones.

After: All about mistakes—Daniel feeling a little wilt in the brunette, got complacent and the next moment found herself on the losing end of a hard luck stoppage. Veteran Zeta Jones nodding seriously as she talks with her trainer, removes her gloves without visible emotion—very workmanlike performance for the polished brunette. Brazen talk from Jones reps in the days that follow, suggesting Cat bell would be a perfect springbopard to a launch a CZJ title drive.

Reposted by Archer 4/16/09.