UNIFIED WELTERWEIGHT TITLE 10-04-03 by simguy

Before: Theron a strutting, cocky champion - offering Hurley the chance to 'take a beating' to balance the outstanding debt between these two. Liz has had success against Charlize, but has looked her age at times this year - many question whether she can still pull the wool over a confident, belt-wearing Theron.

"Charlize is ripe for the plucking," announces Liz at the dais, promising her fans a title-swiping effort.

Liz in Union Jack bikini, Charlize in cream bikini.

Rd1: Hurley up on her toes, sporting movement, affecting a Juan Carlos Gomez look to take the initiative, surprising Charlize early. Hurley leading with a stinging, sometimes choppy jab, stepping to her right, mixing in hacking right hooks over Charlize' left hip and that straight poking left hand on the mouth. Theron taken aback by the aggression but happy to oblige - she's tagging Liz right hands on the face when brunette stops punching, roams right to get away. Hurley busier, takes the round as Theron stalks, looks to land hard rather than often.

Rd 2: Charlize outjabbing Liz this round, stepping left, dictating pace midring. Theron content to stick and move - spotting the jab to the body, between the breasts, off the face, ranging in and out with her feet and circling pretty. Hurley still on her toes, bouncing out of range, batting at Charlize' left, evading punches but offering nothing back - boxing shutout Theron.

Rd 3: Liz continues to baffle Charlize with an attacking style - coming in off the jab, leaning her torso forward and going at the breadbasket with 3,4,5 punch rolling flurries, then pivoting to the right. Theron mitts at her eyebrows, taking on her tummy, laughing and shaking her head 'no' as she walks forward - but Liz is luring her into shooting galleries, touching her up and circling away nicely. Theron reduced to a few pounding solo-shot right hands as Hurley slides to the side.

Rd 4: Liz really tearing it up - not hurting Theron, but putting punches together, slapping and slashing, going to the body with thumping insistence and pivoting away to avoid the receipts. Charlize all bully, stalking her prey, covering up as Liz thumps fluid combos off the gut, but then the blonde just poses as Hurley dances to the right. Theron touched up head to hip, smiling and taunting as she comes forward, but it's a classy Liz Hurley shutout.

Rd 5: Liz goes bell to bell, shining Charlize up pretty! Hurley wheeling right, keeping a hard jab on Theron, whacking her in the side that right hook, then chopping cheek the hook as Theron covers up and waits to get off. Hurley able to work in and out, move with impunity - she's slashing her punches, reddening the left side of Theron's face with good contact. Liz leaning her torso forward to release her hands downstairs - lashing licks in flurries on the paunch - Liz hup-hup-hupping punches in, then sidestepping - really embarrasing the champ. Final minute sees Liz drop some hesitation straight left hands as well - right between the gloves, pounding back Theron's head with satisfactory spank.

Rd 6: Liz stepping, turning her shoulders, using the ring - she's got Charlize following and NAILS the blonde end of the first minute a hesistation left hand off a pretty feint. Theron's nose bloodied - she's momentarily stunned, but shakes it off, continues to march forward and re-commits to the jab this round. Charlize moving Hurley around the ring, stabbing her body and head with that educated stick - but judges reward Liz for the landing the most authoritative blow of the round.

Rd 7: Liz still circling, but tell tale signs of fatigue becoming apparent. Hurley dropping her right to her side, left at her waist - she's still circling, but she's flat footed, Theron able to cut off the ring and close more effectively. Hurley laying in forehead to forehead, punching with Theron - both beauties taking clock on their chins, Liz still tearing up gut with rolling combos - but Theron's heavy hands starting to dictate. Down the stretch, Theron stalking - from a standing start she steps, drills a straight right hand down mainstreet, catching Liz on the mouth before the brunette can guard up and LIZ SCOOTS TO HER BACKSIDE! Hurley up quick, mouthbreathing - she slinks to the ropes and sets up supple as Theron stomps in to clean up. Charlize poking little lefts and rights to get Liz slipping and making moves, then batting to the challenger's flanks big, shivering lefts and rights. Theron the boss at the bell, beating the elusive brunette's waist and sides as Hurley grimaces in hurt.

Rd 8: All Charlize, stalking, getting off, hounding her girl around the ring. Liz looking a little frazzled, stepping back with hands low, bending her torso to slip punches, but when she runs out of ring, Theron's getting muscular. Charlize palming Liz in the shoulders, then swatting her big time downstairs - Liz rolling and slipping, pointing her right shoulder at Theron, leaning into the ropes, bending low to ease her shoulder into the blonde. Theron lands another laser right hand on the mouth to temporarily drape Liz stunned at the ropes - big blonde punching has Hurley looking astonished at the bell.

Rd 9: Liz dipping side to side, luring Theron to ropes - midway through challenger NAILS Theron a slinging counter-left off the strands, puts a vicious left uppercut onto chin inside and slides out to the right as Theron flounders face first into the ropes. Liz easing back in and going body with a rich, thick left hand square to gut, then hack-hacking ear and ribs the right hook - Theron covered up, taking shabby. Charlize wounded, bending forward and back, gloves at her temples - Liz getting lanky, slashing and slicing her punches, getting cringe from Theron's toned waistline and boozy looks as hooks chop past the guard to clout jaw. Down the stretch, sudden trade in lefts and rights and LIZ GETS HURT! Theron turns brawler, wading off the ropes, just a-pitching from her hips and Hurley's in a bad way, desperately bending her torso side to side as she steps back in hurried retreat. Theron missing a lot of punches, but refocusing on the body to drive Hurley to the ropes - she's got the Brit shouting in pain, reaching around the waist to clinch at the bell. Charlize still trying to slug late - blonde consumed with bloodlust late as she sees Liz' legs quaking.

Rd 10: Liz loping left, left hand at her hip, right hand pawing out lazy jabs, bringing the right back to her thigh - brunette cleary wearing down, but trying to muscle up late in a close fight. Theron pressing, jabbing to the shoulder and looking to stride into one of her thunderbolt rights. End of first minute, Liz easy to her left, fading Charlize' power, timing her, and walking her into a greasy hesistation left HARD off the chin. Charlize back on her heels for a couple of baby steps - Liz not following up - still just circling to her left, eyes hard and intense. Stalking cat and mouse - Charlize wants her right hand down the pike, Liz wants her left hand - girls stepping, feinting each other to get position then getting off with single power pokes. Darting chessmatch goes the route - bell sounds, girls chest up all sweaty and bruised: it's close. Comes back UD10 for the winner...and NEW welterweight champ - Liz Hurley!

After: Charlize in shock - bellowing "WHAT?" as she stares dumbfounded into the crowd. Liz lifting her hands high, beaming, starting to strut when an indignant Charlize tugs the new champ's arms down, refusing to allow the celebration. International incident averted as officials separate the women, but what a heartbreaking margin of victory - this thing all tied up after 9 - Liz outworking her girl for the belts.

"It's a glorious day," declares Hurley in postfight. "Charlize is beaten - DECISIVELY and I am champion once again. I knew she would be expecting me to lay back and counter, so I took it to her instead. I had her broken down after the 5th and completely under control - I just had to keep touching her in the body, wearing her out. I didn't go crazy to her chin, but I landed some exceptional shots that really hurt her, and I think she was confused - she just never adjusted to what I was doing to her."

Charlize blazing in postfight, clearly feeling cheated. "I can't believe they scored those pitty-pat punches on my stomach!" roars the exchamp. "Seriously - she was slapping at me like an amature most of the night - I felt maybe one or two left hands and the rest of it was just window dressing. This is PROFESSIONAL prize fighting! I made the fight - I threw all the meaningful punches and put that cow on her backside! Where's the justice?"