Before: Crawford returning to the lists like an exiled queen pressing her rights on a rebellious citizenry - upstart Mandy has Cindy's nostrils flaring. "I was champion when Mandy was still playing with dolls," Crawford sniffs. "I dominated boxing like no woman before or since, and so-called 'experts' are making Mandy the favourite over me? It's disgusting. The talent pool has become so diluted at welterweight that any girl with a paunch and a punch can come in and claim to be something special. I'm here to take back my throne, and it starts by putting down all usurpers - starting with Mandy." Moore on record as having idolized Crawford's fighting style in the past - but she's not about to be podium-bullied. "Cindy was a legend," Mandy allows, "but I disagree with her comments on the state of big-girl boxing. There are more and better big-women out there than ever before. You hardly ever see lightweights roaming around, raiding 130 for cheap championships like they did in Cindy's day - welterweights are way too tough for that now. Crawford was a boxer, but it's about power now - pure, raw power - and I don't think Cindy's got what it takes. I'm delighted to be fighting her - she IS one of my idols - but I think the sport has passed her by." Several prefight scuffles - not between Mandy and Cindy, but Cindy and Virginia Madsen as veteran trainer very protective of her young charge in this one. Mandy in dark purple bikini, white gloves, battle-bun hair. Cindy in leopard print bikini, black gloves.

During R1: Cindy puts on a big-woman clinic - sorting Mandy out in methodical fashion. First: jabs - stiff, stinging, ram-stamping pokes as Crawford's pivoting clockwise: Mandy grimacing, covering up earmuff as she's touched firmly to chest and face. Second: body blows - Cindy stepping in with swinging right hands off the jab, burying mitt to paunch; cuffing Mandy upside her head the left hand, then digging merciless hooks in behind right elbow. Crawford scoring to midsection, then sliding her hands up under Mandy's arms: masterful punch n' clutch executed as Cindy gets a tummy on Mandy and walks her to ropes for beefy breaks. Down the stretch - Cindy shutting Mandy down outside, bullying her inside - girls are wrestling at the apron, heads in close, Moore's back to cables. Cindy working to push down at Mandy's wrists - writhing and muscling Moore inside - Crawford suddenly swats a hook across paunch; jerks a left uppercut, picking Mandy's head up; chops a tidy right hand, drifting Moore across her chops and MANDY TAKES A KNEE! Moore rising immediately - just a brief touchdown - but she's panting, glaring - knows she was worked over and well-touched in the first.

R2,3: Slammin' two way beef: Crawford transitioning nicely from rangy boxer to true big-woman in these minutes. Outside - Cindy's educated poke still in charge - steering Moore, keeping her covered up and on the defensive: Crawford able to step in as she pleases, getting position inside and walking Moore backwards. Inside - both girls brawny, muscular - pushing each other's wrists down, wriggling up under each other's arms: wide, white backs hunching forward as the girls grunt and strain toe-to-toe. Moore clobbering Cindy's firm, full arms - systematically beating the biceps in close. Crawford pounding Mandy's arms in reprisal, getting her shoulder into Moore's chest and turning her, always keeping Mandy off balance. Both women tucking full-bodied right hands to tummy from in close, then sliding up under the other girl's arms to tie her up. Uphill battle for Mandy - she's being dictated to, outfoxed, pushed around, or simply beaten to punches and forced to play catch-up on Cindy's terms through 3.

R4: Mandy's on the board. Big-women fundamentals: Moore jabbing-with now, denying Cindy air supremacy; Mandy trading right hands as she falls in with Cindy, then immediately looking to grapple-up. Both girls grunting, grimacing with the effort of managing the other's weight in the clinch - strong legs stamping, full backsides jostling as each tries to impose will. Moore the stronger now, chesting Cindy to ropes and enjoying long segments of dominance - shelling Cindy's flanks and biceps as Crawford covers up mute at ropes.

R5: Cindy stuns Mandy a cute early right hand - squeaking it in between Moore's raised mitts off a clever feint. Mandy stepping in fence post holes, dukes at temples: Crawford able to consolidate with some withering rights and left strapped thick and strong to waistline. Mandy groaning, falling into Cindy's arms, there to be embraced, turned, wrestled and bullied into ropes. Moore firming late - taking Cindy's punch very well thus far: Mandy pushing and mauling, trading thick, clubbing stroke to deny Crawford a finishing run.

R6: Cindy mouth breathing - but legs look fresh: once again that educated jab of hers stakes her to the lead in a round. Moore trudging up hill, trying to fight off Cindy's chest - but when Mandy gets there, Cindy ties up, steps around, moves Mandy's feet and balance: Moore having a tough time being big. The SOUND of big women slopping away - healthy, clapping CHUP! CHUP! noises as Cindy clouts at Mandy's lats, flanks, tummy and tits in close. Moore answering, but rarely initiating - Cindy steadily wearing Mandy down, sending the kid back to her stool just a bit more beaten down that she was at the start of each round.

R7: Strong Mandy Moore round - Double-M drawing on fierce young reserves, wades into Cindy and stacks her to ropes with strong, determined leg-drive. Crawford frowning - purely defensive this round - tieing up Mandy's arms, pulling her head down, leaning back into ropes to pull Moore forward for ref's breaks. Mandy working hard - she's pushed back by ref, but she'll crouch down, lift her jab off her hip and pour back onto Cindy with big overhand rights as Crawford's covering up and rolling the shot. Chest to chest struggling as Moore reaches under Cindy's arms to wrestle her into ropes: Crawford responding with splashing forearm smashes across Mandy's back in the clinch - drawing warnings. Too much Mandy - she smothers Cindy this round, bashing at her pecs, biceps, tummy - only Crawford's head escapes serious punishment as crafty vet keeps her chin safe.

R8: More Mandy: Cindy can't hold canvas against Moore's determined body-ups and leg-drives. Crawford fighting off the ropes, looking cramped and sulky: she's tieing up too much, drawing ref's warnings as she's reaching round Mandy's back. Cindy pulling Mandy's head down and clipping her cheap with the free mitt: more warnings. Mandy won't be discouraged - every time there's a break, she flings her jab at Cindy's face and piles back on - trying to make Crawford take weight if not clean punches. Leaning forward head to head - big women belt each other scrumptious lefts and rights in tight - just clouting across chests and biceps, jaws and tummies in brutal, hamhanded fashion. Moore gets the better of it: she's lumpy but upbeat through 8.

R9: BOOOO! Midring pushing sees Cindy dip n' rip a hook to Mandy's crotch, dropping Mandy to all fours with a shout of pain: ref gives Moore time to walk it off, gives Cindy a stern talking to - but Crawford's cruelty has changed the tide. Now Cindy's able to body up strong, walk Mandy to ropes and work her. Now it's Cindy bashing at Mandy's prepared defences - cudgelling the biceps and shoulders, loosening Mandy up for chest and chin work. Moore groggily responsive - still pushing against Cindy and belting her in turn. Crawford collecting more warnings for several sloppy wallops to Mandy's quivering thighs and hip flexors: not crotch perhaps, but still low-blows designed to hamper Mandy's effectiveness.

R10: Moore too strong, too fresh: Cindy shying away, mouth open - just tossing out the don't-hurt-me jab as Mandy walks her down. Moore pushing in, walking Cindy to ropes: big-woman beat down ensues as Crawford just covers up, stoops forward off ropes and starts to soak it up. Moore baring her teeth as she beats right hands off Cindy's stout left flank. Moore pushing Cindy upright, then slamming either mitt to quivering Crawford paunch. Crawford jugs go on sale as Mandy squirms in there, wrestles Cindy's guard apart, then sloshes away to CC's big, swinging rack. Cindy loose, leaning into ropes, turning to either side, bending forward almost double - she's only looking to tie up now, not punching back at all. Steady shelling puts Cindy wobbly butt, clearly has her in a bad way - but clever veteran guts it out, makes it to the finish line with a combination of guile, clinching, and stubborn willfulness as Moore can't find the off switch. Comes back UD10 - Cindy Crawford!

After: Moore puffy, ashen faced, limping from bad charley-horses - she got a little bamboozled tonight, a little roughed up, a little outboxed and a little mauled as cagey veteran dismisses future queen from the tournament. Cindy taunting Mandy by waving bye-bye afterwards - pursing lips and making faces as scowling Moore walks away in disgust. "I schooled the kid," Cindy brays in postfight. "Beat her senseless. If that's the best of the new generation, I'm gonna be champ for a looong time, boys!" Moore classy enough to offer comment despite deep disappointment. "I'm really disillusioned," Moore says, "And hurt. Not physically, but emotionally, it really bothers me that someone I looked up to would show so little regard for me as to foul me and hit me low just to steal a decision. I was eating her up late when all that stuff happened - she was just saving herself from a bad beating, that's all. I hope she cheats her way to the title, because I would like nothing more than to take the belts from Cindy Crawford via clean, legal KO and send her into retirement for good!"