Before: Jennifer earning a reputation as a bantam-whipmistress - handing out lashings to young hopefuls on their way up - Cuoco really the last ingenue to have any success against Jen at all.

Connelly assesses Erika's chances in prefight: "She's the same sort of big, strong puncher Navi Rawat is, without Navi's aggression or handspeed. I'll take Erika apart with the same techniques that battered Rawat, but I don't think Christensen will bear up as well. I'll stop her, it's just a matter of when."

Erika recognizing the task in front of her, trying hard not to give Jennifer TOO much respect. "Obviously, I think Jen's underestimating me a bit," Christensen says at the podium. "I knocked Dani Fishel out cold - that says something about my punching power: lumping me in the same class as Navi Rawat tells me Jen hasn't done her homework. I'm not going to box this woman: I'm going to brawl her, put a body on her and grind her up. If I can get toe-to-toe with Jen, I will wear her out."

Jen in white crushed velvet bikini, matching soft calf-high boxing boots. Erika in metallic blue bikini with bra style top, white aerobics socks and shoes. White gloves, both vixens.

During R1: Erika disruptive, bulling into Jen, crowding Connelly to ropes and getting mitts on meat in a raucous first minute. Jen covered up at temples, turning torso to take thudding blows on her shoulders and flanks - she's hard-pressed early, just rolling shots to take the edge off. Jen sliding along the ropes, easing pressure by getting low and shouldering Erika off, but Christensen won't be schmoozed. Erika nice and disciplined, chopping out the Jewel Kilcher jab from a high frame-guard, bashing at Jen's chest with bludgeoning right hands and hooking Connelly's waist to roll up the first.

R2: Jen makes her adjustments - arriving at midring first and treating Erika to a brace of stern jabs to get Christensen covered up and catching early. Connelly nibbling, jabbing the face to get Erika's hands up, then stoop-jabbing that midsection stiff, stepping left to turn the bigger girl. Jen anticipating nicely, hopping back from Erika's rushes, sidestepping her, then stinging her with that educated stick: Christensen covering up, turning, but unable to get off in the second.

R3: Strong Christensen first minute sees her crowd Jen to ropes and batter the classy brunette's flanks and shoulders with clubbing lefts and rights. Connelly upright, hands at temples, twisting to absorb blows, leaning into the ropes to help soak Erika's shock. Jen sliding to her right, bending at the waist, walking Erika into shoulder-bumps downstairs - just little nudges and pushes to get Christensen a little off balance. Final minute, Erika in hot pursuit as Jen spins off the apron, bops to midring. Connelly slips-and-pivots under a swinging Erika right - emerges off the blonde's right flank and cudgels Erika a tidy hook behind the ear - DROPPING HER TO ALL FOURS! Jen strutting off all business - bewildered Christensen up quickly, knows she's just had a good round of work wiped out by a single exquisite counterpunch from Jen.

R4: Connelly back to the body with her jab-and-step routine, taking care to quick-jab the face to keep Erika's hands up. Nothing fancy - Jen circling, staying out of harm's way with her feet - stamping away stiff left hands against her foe's stout waist, slowly wicking away Erika's strength advantage. Christensen breathing hard at the bell, nibbled and vexed this round: Jen starting to impose her will via pure technique in the fourth.

R5: Jen still focusing on the body, but more forceful now, really looking to break her girl down. Connelly being first with her jab, getting Erika to cover up and crouch forward: Christensen waiting her turn, playing into Jen's hands. Connelly following quick-stick with short, scuffing right hands up top (glancing blows off Erika's guard), then hooking paunch with vigour, stepping left to reset angle on Christensen. Simple, efficient attack - Jen fixing her opponent's position, keeping her under pressure and pulling on that paunch with lusty hooks, sidestepping to keep Erika's feet moving and fists quiet. Erika unable to punch back with much authority - she's starting to pout as Jen's class advantage becomes apparent.

R6: Jen upping tempo, getting after Erika - starting to be very one-sided as Christensen mopes forward, soaks shots, but can't let her hands go against Connelly's there-and-gone attack. Jen artfully finding her foe with the jab, tossing in the short, brisk right hand up top, then eating up tummy via that snapping hook off the front foot - easy wheel-to-the-left completes the sequence and keeps Jen out of danger. Christensen increasingly sullen, her only plan seems to be to block Jen's head shots and hope for the best. Connelly crisply clockwise, doing most of her damage with hooks, but occasionally adding in an extra right hand across the paunch as Erika is relatively stationary, compliant.

R7: Jen continues to whittle away, ripping at Erika's midsection, stepping around her: Christensen mouth breathing, eyelashes fluttering - she's ready to go. Second minute, Jen hardhearted as she comes off the body short left and right uppercuts from the front foot: Christensen just posing for mitt-splitters, getting her face scuffed. Jen patient, punching short, working Erika's body and head in crisp sequences - Christensen finally wobbles hurt to all fours, head-ringing from Jen's non-stop business. That's it - Erika can't get off her knees: KO7 Jennifer Connelly.

After: Crisp, clean, ruthless efficiency: Jennifer Connelly rides out the early storm, imposes her will, then dismisses Erika in routine fashion. Fight playing out pretty much as Jen predicted - Erika giving in to Connelly's class more quickly than did Rawat - Connelly really showing her mastery over the so-called bantam-bruisers with another win over a bigger, younger lass.