Posted by Simguy on 9/6/2002, 6:15 am

Before” Physically, Beyonce’s all there—pundits wonder how the ol’ psyche’s doing after the biggest loss of her career against classy Jen Garner. Kilcher well aware of the potential to pile on, tells BLONDE! magazine, I’m going to test Beyonce early, see how hinky she is. It’s tough to come back from a disappointment like she suffered and I could be catching her at the perfect.” Knowles in green bikini top, yellow bottoms, gold belly chain, low blonde ponytail—Kilcher in teal bandeau bikini, slick ponytail.

During R1: Girls body up—Beyonce powers Kilcher into her corner, ramming the blonde rough, then wrapping up Jewel’s right arm, putting the right shoulder in Jewel’s chest and driving in hard with repeated leg thrusts. Kilcher ragdolled, badly jostled—Beyonce stays in tight, starts throwing that right elbow/forearm to chest, murderous leg behind the blasts, slowly graduating to short, pounding lefts and rights as Jewel slumps in shock. Midway through—Knowles turns on a blockbuster short right hand, Kilcher put limp, hands dropping as she tilts out of her feet. Beyonce HEAPING it on—heels of her hands push the blonde’s torso up, then chugging away cushy goodness beneath. Kilcher a battered wreck at the bell, mouthpiece falling off her teeth as she swoons—Knowles stomping back to her corner, hammering her chest in triumph.

R2: Jewel bodies up, packed back into her corner with a ring rattling crash—Beyonce goes right back to Knowles warned for that roughhouse shoulderbutting—it’s knocking the breath out of Jewel, leaving her weak kneed—Knowles just wading on in to keep ladling out hurt. Beyonce palming biceps, holding Jewel upright then clubbing away—brutal lefts and rights head and chest—great torso rotation as Knowles twists into jolting haymakers. Walloping right hand smashes off Jewel’s face, sits her stupefied in the ropes—Knowles able to PLOW away as Kilcher stares at incoming, hands limp at her belly. Another clobbering whitewash round has Jewel sagging in her corner, stupid with punishment yet refusing to go down.

R3: Knowles grinning, gets on top of jewel, walks her back to her corner, stuffs her into the turnbuckles and goes back to work. Knowles in a fighting crouch, crossed arms—she’s waiting on Jewel’s punches trying to punch with and clip the blonde with vicious rights or lefts in a horizontal plane. Beyonce: grinning, eyes bright and intent. Jewel: dazed, bleary-eyed. Kilcher landing without a lot of leverage, exposing herself to shattering blows to her face and ribcage—Knowles just twisting into single shot haymakers, rocking Jewel in between her shots.

R4: Rampaging shutout Beyonce Knowles, Knowles gameplan—come forward all night long—she’s wrapping and stacking Jewel up in her corner—Kilcher struggling I sweaty clinches, trying to walk her way out, but Knowles’ legs reign supreme. Beyonce with two basic looks—all over Jewel body to body, cramming right hands in out of tight wrap, or crouched in front of Jewel set to twist right or left with sudden blasts out of that crossed arm stance, nailing Kilcher whenever she tries to throw. Jewel sopping up horrific punishment, head jammed back on her neck, ribs pinking up—she sags repeatedly against the ropes, fielding sensational shots, shaken, but getting out of the round upright.

R5: ANOTHER Knowles shutout. Beyonce loving the body contact on Jewel, smiling hungry as she reaches under Kilcher’s arms, marches her to the corner as the blonde tries to dig her toes into the canvas but can’t hold her ground. Beyonce irresistible coming forward, making the fight—she’s projecting her weight and punching power into Jewel, fists bashing off head shoulders, chest and body with unwholesome spanks. Kilcher not answering back, stooping forward, but constantly getting bulled back as Knowles shoves and slugs with a methodical, hamhanded rhythm. Mouthpiece slips out of jewel’s slack mouth once again—Knowles back to her corner all grins, hands held high—she’s romping away on Kilcher.

R6: Jewel stacked and packed into her corner—really getting manhandled as Knowles treats her like so much celebrity meat. Beyonce happy in her work, pushing up and crushing into Jewel, getting a little space, grinning as Kilcher tries to punch back and NAILING the blonde’s teeth in cudgeling trade.; Time and again, Knowles will turn on a shattering right or left hand off the face—Kilcher’s legs will buckle, the blonde will sag, but somehow, Jewel stays upright. Late in the round Beyonce smothering and tieing up but not punching—she’s breathing hard, Kilcher rolling her shoulders in tight and beating belly at the break.

R7: Ponderous slugging trade midring, Kilcher beating Knowles to blows, lefts and rights back Beyonce up for the first time in the fight. Jewel just trudging forward, twisting side to side, bouncing her fists off Knowles’ face and shoulders—Beyonce looking dazzled as her backside touches ropes. Brawny clinching and wrestling up top, Jewel struggling to keep Knowles pinned down, Beyonce twisting and pushing Kilcher off balance. Referee’s breaks give Kilcher the opportunity to regroup, come in hard with dragging rights to the breadbasket before getting swamped—Jewel on the board with a hard working seventh.

R8: Tortuous pitch and catch, both women standing with crossed arms, shouldering each other off, jerking crisp singles shot blows from either side. Girls trying to time one another, both getting spanked on occasion, put wobbly butt, then recouping. Knowles head hunting—Jewel mixing it up, occasionally going to Beyonce’s booty a thumping double hook. Tough, tough round—both swooning slightly at the break.

R9: Toe to toe, weary crossed arm stances—girls leaning on one another for extended periods as pace continues to slow. Jewel getting her combinations together, starts to hammer away at Beyonce’s torso, cashing in on the face with clubbing shots in tight. Knowles open mouthed, crouching forward, relying on the odd single clock-shot to try to keep things even. Kilcher busier, beating Knowles into groggy retreat this round, trying to wear out the body late.

R10: Knowles catches a second wind—Jewel can’t keep up. Beyonce snuggling up, heaves Kilcher into her corner, punishes the blonde with ramming shoulder blocks until the ref breaks’em up. Knowles outside, taking deep breaths then wading back in—she’s bending right to slam in lefts, bending left to plow home right—big beefy shots exploding off Jewel’s battered face, leaving her destitute. Tragic sight late as a defenseless Jewel Kilcher sags into the ropes, willing herself to go the distance as Beyonce pushes up on her, has her way with bludgeoning single shot bombs to the bell. Comes back UD10 Beyonce Knowles.

After: Knowles shined up, but beaming—oh, the beating she hoisted into Jewel Kilcher tonight. Jewel showing heart as big as Alaska-no way she should have made it our of the second round, much less have gone the distance. Knowles emptying the tank in a savage display of power punching over the first half, but suspect fitness down the stretch a factor once again, allowing Kilcher to salvage some pride with determined stands. Still, Kilcher battered unrecognizable as Beyonce wins going away.

Reposted by Archer 10/10/09.