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8 August 2008 Evangeline Lilly vs Missy Peregrym

Page history last edited by Archer844 14 years, 4 months ago

 

 

 

Part I

 

Posted by Simguy on 8/8/2008, 6:35 pm.

 

Before: “Deep down, I know I can break Evangeline Lilly,” missy shrugs, believing it. “I’m poison for her—my length, my style—you guys’re going to see a girl handle Evie like she’s never been handled before. If I didn’t think that, I wouldn’t be taking the fight. But make no mistake—I’m ready.”

 

Lilly pursing her lips, looking more agitated than usual: people have been talking Peregyrm/Lilly since their early reputation-making days in Canada. “People have rushed to judgment on Missy,” Evangeline counters at the podium. “You can’t put this girl on a level with me and Pressly. She’s basically strung together a few nice win—but I’m not convinced she’s upper echelon just yet. You put her back and make her retest Hilarie Burton—I think Burton knocks her out this time. I can tell you from the way Missy’s chirping that this isn’t going to be our last dance, so  I really want to get at her. I’m looking to expose Missy, punish her, and drop her down a rung or two—I’m taking the lead on Peregrym, and I’m never looking back.”

 

Missy in midnight blue satin-finish bikini against dark-tanned skin; white gloves. Evangeline in baby blue bikini with navy swirl pattern; white gloves; hair scruffy long ponytail with curls framing face.

 

During R1: ‘Vangie punching with Missy, timing the longer girl—Lilly scoring with straight-jolting rights and lefts against Missy’s face. Peregrym legging away after getting out-punched—she’s frowning early, making reads. Down the stretch, Peregrym answers all with a jolting one-two of her own—rifling blows bounce off Lilly’s face, knocking her knees together. Evangeline shaken, disengages to regroup—Missy stalking her with hard eyes lips set firm in determination. Knocking jabs and a few more stern right crosses belt away on Lilly’s guard and face—Missy getting off with lean authority. Peregyrm steals a Lilly first, stunning Evangeline with Burton-busting power.

 

R2: Sane again—Lilly darting in and punching with—straight, pounding blows bash at Missy’s pretty face as Peregrym misses the mark. Missy legging out, circling after being scored upon: she knows Evangeline ants to set up close, Lilly on the pounce, aggressively headhunting—only by backpedalling and wheeling away can Missy seem to make herself safe. Peregrym able to dial in a jotting jab off the shoulder late: she’s settling down, finding her range, finally tracking Lilly with some consistency to avoid to avoid the shutout.

 

R3: Missy: legs straight-she’s pivoting around that planted left (front) foot with nimble heel-and-toe movements—keeping her hands up, elbows in,. Lilly weaving in on Missy—dukes collected near chin—evangeline trying to sneak inside down low, come up hooking, Missy dropping out the crisp, stiff jab off the shoulder, really stacking Lilly up with it: Evangeline held in check, positioned out at the end of Missy’s punches as a result. Middle minute, Peregrym starting to extend: drilling right crosses pounding off Lilly’s face, startling her. Peregrym quick-pivoting ‘round, jab-jabbing at Lilly’s head, dropping in tidy rights: real clinic in tall-girl boxing/punching going on. Another right hand clangs to Lilly’s chin…another…Missy eases her right foot back to widen stance, drawing Lilly forward and BLASTING her right hand to chops. LILLY SPILLS TO ALL FOURS! Stunning display of rangy power punches brings a sunny smile to Missy’s face: she jogs all fresh and pretty to neutral corner as Evangeline struggles up for a shabby 8. Resume—Missy attacking Evangeline at the apron, Peregrym taps the jab, dips/rotates her torso, slides back half a step, drops a jolting right hand off the shoulder as Lilly’s coming in; ‘VANGIE’S DOWN AGAIN! Lilly punched to her hands and knees, mouth open in astonishment. Peregyrm prancing to neutral corner BEAMING with pride.

 

R4: Brace of jabs has Lilly staring early—Missy rotating to her left as she knocks at face, scoring stiff. RIGHT CROSS, MISSY P! Peregrym just twitching that laser right hand off her shoulder, POUNDING it off Lilly’s right eye: Evangeline’s head tilts all the way back so she’s facing ceiling as her legs give a shimmy. Hammering impact brings a smile to Missy’s face—quickly erased as Lilly proves a warrior, “Vangie slugging her way forward with free-swinging lefts and rights: tic-toc clock to chops stuns the lanky beauty. Missy forced to leg out of range—she restores order with her legs, pivoting to her right, dragging that front (left0 foot and pinging away lion-tamer jabs to bring Lilly back into compliance, by the final minute, Missy’s jab has Lilly ducking down to slip: Peregrym cleaning up a downward-slanting right cross to scalp and temple, banging away for more points in the fourth. during the break, Lilly grimaces as she gets Enswell all over her  face: Missy’s punching her puffy.

 

R5: Lilly’s legendary recuperative powers come to the fore: she’s back at Missy with a vengeance, bobbing and weaving her way in behind a stubby left jab. Peregrym snarling in concentration, missing over the top and forced to backpedal: she hits ropes, covers up earmuff, tastes her first true dose of Lilly’s power to the ribcage. Evangeline POUNDING rights and lefts in under the breastline, then pushing in head-and-shoulders to jam Missy upright: Ms. Lilly working world-class shove and slug, battering her lanky bodied foe. Peregrym grimacing, trying to keep her hands up: TORRID body blows visibly shaking Peregrym, loosening her at the ropes. Chopping straight left/right cross penetrates up top as Lilly comes ff the body—Missy startled as her face is punched; Lilly back down to the body with a pair of evil left hooks PIK! PAK! dug deep to trim waist. MISSY TAKES A KNEE! Peregrym cut inside her mouth, eyes glassy—back leg gives way, putting her on bended knee as Lilly glares down in approval. Final minute a battering clean up as Lilly fights off Missy’s chest, keeps hands moving, drums Peregrym’s torso for banging points in the fifth.

 

PEREGRYM/LILLY conc.

 

Posted by Simguy on 8.8/08, 6:36 pm.

 

R6: Missy in retreat—still wincing from body work: Evangeline begs to impose her will. Lilly stalking—shorter woman picking spots to dark in past Missy’s jab and punch straight jolts to Peregrym’s face: Missy’s head jerking under got impact as she fights in reverse. Lilly wants more body—hunting the ribcage with wide, sweeping right roundhouses or stepping close to gouge hooks: Missy denying Lilly with footwork—openly running at times to avoid Evangeline’s numbing attack. Lilly bell to bell—she’s the clear aggressor—but Peregrym’s got her legs back, starting to get herself together through 6.

 

R7: Fresh punching from Missy—starts with the jab. She’s pinging away midring—executing pivots—widening her stance by dropping the right foot back: Lilly starting to come up short, landing less. Missy finding Lilly’s face over and over again with stick: firm, hot knocks—the glove pounding at Lilly, shocking her, startling her. Where the jab leads, right hands follow: Missy able to extend, leaning in and down with crashing jolt—ringing away on Lilly’s durable chin with lanky vigour, Midway through, Missy lures Lilly into a crunching cross—punching Evangeline’s head aside and clapping the mouthpiece clear off the teeth, Evangeline’s knees buckle—she’s forced to retreat/regroup: Missy stalking with more confidence, walking her prey down behind these long, strong, straight punches.

 

Break: Missy’s trainer kneeling with hands on fighter’s knees, getting her attention: “Baby, you are busting her up!”

 

Missy: “I’M LOVING THIS!”

 

Trainer: “Yeah but—BUT: she’s still coming on strong baby and you know why? You gotta tap her body, her chin will go the distance if you don’t soften her up baby—you gotta give me some damage downstairs, ok?”

 

Lilly: hurting, getting Enswell looking bytchy/cranky.

 

R8: Missy bright-eyed, feet wide apart—she takes midring with a flourish of jabs, knocking at Evangeline’s head and guard. Lilly disgruntled—leaning away with right at her left cheek, left across her gut. Missy sweeps her back (right) leg 45 degrees to her right, pivoting round her left foot—puts the jab on Lilly, then the right hand (both blocked). Missy steps her right foot back, widening stance, sliding back out of range: Lilly crouches forward, trying to fill the gap; MISSY DRILLS RIGHT! Gorgeous, perfectly timed shot checks Lilly’s chin: she sponges it tuff, but she’s hurt—wincing as she backs away to regroup. Missy hopping forward in her stance, popping jabs off Lily’s guard, driving Evangeline to the ropes. With Lilly stunned/backed up—Missy leans in on front (left) foot, lashing away with long limbed body lather—both arms pumping lanky—big spanking lefts and rights SMITING the Lilly rib cage, sitting her in agony into the ropes. Missy grins, arching her back to scrape the left uppercut, then pouring in the right cross, scoring viciously to Lilly’s bruised face. Missy eases back half a step, dropping that right leg back to widen stance: once again, woozy Evangeline comes up short, leaves herself vulnerable to withering counters. Missy drives Lilly to ropes with rangy right hands, then swings away to midsection—gorgeous, lean-limbed chugging/flailing action—leather sounding out LOUD on stout ribs/flat abs. Missy eases back, eyes dancing—she’s working in out, up and down, taking Evangeline Lilly apart. E busting up, nose bleeding—she’s repeatedly rocked, but too sturdy to bend the knee. By the final minute—Lilly able to brawl her way forward, convincing Missy to leg out of range: Lilly able to take the initiative as Peregrym lopes and pivots around, staying safe with a still-dangerous phenom.

 

R9: Evangeline rallies! Missy shocked as Lilly slips the jab and drops an overhand right onto the Peregrym chin, startling the taller girl into stumbling improvisation. Peregrym punching of her back (right) foot, digging a right to Lilly’s body, but eating another right to the chin as Evangeline surges forward. Missy loping backward—Evangeline weaving forward—Lilly clipping Missy with wide, looping shots, catching taller girl on her way out. Ropes—Lilly into Missy’s midsection with a drilling straight one-two: Peregrym grunts, covers, spins to her right and lopes away, Peregrym using every inch of canvas-Lilly hounding her with murderous intentions: Evangeline proving resolute, durable and double-tough as she chases Missy for points through 9,

 

R10: Missy rangy midring, feinting Lilly, then slow jabbing her, just touching out the left hand, keeping Evangeline hesitant then BRINGINGTHERIGHTHAND! Slow-slow-FAST catches Lilly square in the face, splitting the mitts, knocking her head back: Evangeline’s curvy legs hold her upright, but she’s shocked and rocked again! Missy dips forward over left foot, arches her back, hoists home the rising left hook CHUP! Mates it with another CHUP!—then eases out of range with that pivot-right and slide-back routine, Evangeline’s warrior’s heart urges her forward she’s slow, hurt, easy to pick up as Missy intercepts with a clean straight, jolting one-two on a downward trajectory. Peregrym pivoting to the left, knocking at Evangeline’s swollen brow with heartless jab—crowd chanting “MISS-Y!” “MISS-Y!” as she wheels and deals. Lilly crouching, turning on the spot eyes hollow, deeply discouraged: Peregrym outside, extending on shots, punishes the former champ with ramrod accuracy, waxing Lilly’s face bell to bell. At the break, Missy’s face lights up—she lifts her hands and struts. Comes back UD10 Missy Peregrym!

 

After: Lilly battered, busted up, quiet as her gloves are removed. Tough, tough pull to swallow for Miss pound-for-Pound as Missy P bangs out a welcome-to-the-elite performance, “I’m so pumped,” Missy gushes in postfight. “I felt like I was a huge underdog coming in—and rightly so, I mean, Evangeline IS one of the best fighters in boxing. But I knew her game, and I knew mine, and I never thought I would lose to her when my chance came. I’ve never lost to a girl Evangeline’s height before—never—and you saw why. I would have stopped her if I had taxed her body earlier, but you know, I was tagging her pretty good up top and I lost sight of the big picture. When I did pound her midsection, it hurt her—so I definitely let her off the hook by not digging at her more diligently.”

 

Reposted by Archer 9/9/09.

 

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