Before: "Stacy's a joke," late sub Lauren says - laying on the hard-working, real-woman rhetoric pretty thick in prefight. "The only thing I'm afraid of in this bout is the judges. Remember that beating I gave Jenny O'Dell - and how the judges robbed me? That's the scenario I'm worried about. If I don't batter Stacy and put her on her back - they WILL find some way to take this from me." Keibler cross - visibly hurt by Lauren's comments and not doing anything to disguise it. "It's not fair to dismiss me because I'm pretty," Stacy pouts. "Our promoter wants to call me the 'glamour-girl' in this match up, and that's fine - but that doesn't mean I don't work just as hard as Lauren does to prepare for bouts." Further hype for the fight: Graham accepts the Keibler $50,000 challenge beforehand (Lauren must last 3 minutes in Stacy's leg scissors without tapping or going unconscious - prize money financed via Lloyds of London special indemnity insurance contract like quiz shows get). Stacy has Lauren wailing and tapping out just under the minute mark from a gorgeous bisecting waistscissor applied from Graham's right flank. Stacy in royal blue bikini with large white polkadots, twist-tie sides; white gloves; long low ponytail. Lauren in navy bra style bikini with white band connections at hip and jug; white gloves.

During R1: Stacy pout/scowling, legging to her left; hands're low - she's pawing the jab at Lauren, looking to step-and-fetch a slinging right cross off the hip. Graham much more defensively responsible - dukes up, slight crouch as she takes Stacy's jab on the gloves, weaving inside Keibler's reach. Midway point - Keebs jots a one-two: Graham weaves to her left to slip, then answers back a CLANGING left hook - DOWN GOES STACY! Keibler scooting to her backside, face astonished, lips parted: Graham stomps away smirking to neutral corner. Mop up: Graham wading in, crowding Stace to ropes; LG crams a right hand to the pit of Keibler's stomach, bunching her forward - wedges it in there one more time to put Stacy's butt in ropes. Beat down to bell: Keibler earmuffing up, mute with punishment as Lauren squares away and pummels her blonde for points.

R2: Keibler looking harmed, disheveled - hands still at her waist as she lopes left, seemingly confused. Lauren stepping-to and attacking with purpose - placing a heavy jab in Stacy's chest and clocking her a swift right cross moments in. Keibler pitching over to her right - elbows akimbo as she soaks the blast: once again Lauren able to body up and steamroll Keibs to ropes. Stacy grimacing - hands at temples, trying to nudge Lauren back with forearms: Graham clubbing away to either flank, just putting no-nonsense leather on pampered blonde meat. One sided pummeling at ropes again - Stacy dipping and lifting the odd uppercut into Lauren; Graham just being very firm with Stacy, very rough - jostling and bumping her to set up thump.

R3: Stacy firms. She's stepping INTO the jab now, driving it on Lauren: when Keibs gets all the parts working together, that's a nasty poke. Graham giving ground, backing up - Stacy allowed to extend on right hands, drifting Lauren across her chin. Graham not able to consistently penetrate Stacy's jab, but when she does - LG still getting healthy pressure on that golden brown ribcage. Outside it's Stacy; inside it's Lauren as girls bang away in earnest through 3.

R4: Similar stuff - all about distance management now. Graham using her own jab, coupled with weaving head movement, to get her close - she's getting off muscular and robust to Stacy's slender ribcage and arms inside. Keibs spearing the jab in, but also showing good ring generalship - lengthening her stride, or stepping out to create distance and walk Lauren into harm. Both girls getting hit a fair amount - both startled and staggered on occasion. Keibler's hands still low, but her swaying upperbody and wide stance keeping her chin away from Graham's murderous hooks.

R5: Stacy getting into her limber, lanky rhythm - rotating left in long, loping pivots - upperbody swaying sinewy; she's lifting the jab off her hip, or pulling right hands off her hip, bending in to clout Lauren's face in style. Graham blinking, weight on back (right) foot - she's waiting on Stacy, letting her showcase a bit here - blonde's outclassing brunette midring. Stacy's gangly arms working in tandem with her movement - lanky one-twos dropping in, then she'll backhand swipe the right hand as she's bringing the mitt back, setting up a clouting hook to chops. As she's bringing the LEFT hand back - her elbow is very high, helping to brush Lauren back and leave her available for the next stroking right. Rhythmic lashing taking a terrible toll - Lauren getting pasted whether she trudges forward or stumbles backward - Stacy's legs all frisky, punches extending nicely as she starts to score heavily. Final minute - Lauren's legs giving way, buttocks wobbling - she's trying to crouch forward, snuggle up to Stacy's chest to crowd the blonde: right uppercut picks Lauren up sweet-as-you-please. Graham stunned, drowsy face up as she's stooping forward: Stacy reloads, slinging a whiplash right hand onto left side of Lauren's jaw. Graham lurching forward as Stacy banks an insurance right roundhouse across brunette's back - Lauren pitching to her face as crowd roars to it's feet. Graham groaning - rolls to her back, knees coming up as she tries to shake off the KO - but it's no go. KO5 in willowy fashion - Stacy Keibler.

After: Keebs sunny, yelping for joy as she tugs free of her gloves, then POUNCES DOWN ON POOR LAUREN! Stunned officials flip through emergency manuals, trying to find the right protocol - meanwhile Stacy's stretching Lauren out crossbody! Keibler's legs scissor up Lauren's right arm; Keibler's tummy crosses Lauren's chest; Keibler's hands take white-knuckle grip on Lauren's left wrist. Groggy Graham whining on her back - lifting her legs up in the air, then kicking 'em out: when her legs slap to canvas, her KO'd tummy jiggles unhappily. Keibs crowing, nodding her head head-banging style, wrenching and stretching on her girl, using up every last drop of Graham. Lauren's exhausted kick-outs just wear her out - eventually she lies still beneath Stacy, blubbering helplessly under blonde rule. TORRIE WILSON WON'T HAVE IT! Stacy loving it on Lauren, totally oblivious - she never sees angry Torrie slide into the ring, then stand to apply a vicious series of stomps to Stacy's back. Wilson's pearl harbour frees Lauren - doing the officials' job for them: poor Keibler curling into a ball on her side as seething Wilson lays down boots against shoulder, hip and rib. Torrie just laying a little ground work for the second round of the tournament.