Before: Decesare favoured coming in off the biggest win of her career, turning back classy Kate Beckinsale - Carmella's got nice things to say about THIS Kate however: "I thought Hudson looked great against Beckinsale," Decesare shrugs in prefight. "I actually thought she beat Beckinsale. She's very sturdy, especially in her lower body, so this will be a good chance for me to sharpen up on my boxing and lateral movement. Hudson's pretty and she's got my vote for most improved fighter this year, so I HAVE to fight her!" Hudson equally gracious at the podium, though steely eyed throughout. "I loved every minute of Decesare/Beckinsale," Hudson admits. "That was a break-through bout for Carm - and I'm happy for her - but as she pointed out: I'm much improved. I think she smells a quick W with me and I'm here to tell you all that those days are over. I'm too strong for lanky girls like Carmella and I'll be honest: I think she gets hurt in this fight!" Carm in rainbow string bikini, white gloves. Kate in tiger print bikini, black gloves - scruffy battle bun hair.

During R1: Carmella loose - lanky: prodding jabs off her shoulder while holding right at her thigh; pinpricking rights while dropping the left. Kate much more conventional - dukes alternating between eyebrows and chest as she bobs her way forward - negotiating the Decesare jab with head movement. Kate with good pressure - ringing several compact hooks and choppy right hands off Carm's face/jaw in wide ranging action; cleaning up late with Decesare earmuffing up on the ropes.

R2: Carmella frowning, widening her stance - she's lifting sticky jabs off her hip while pivoting left, turning Kate's right flank. Much snappier stuff from Decesare here: Kate bobbing like a maniac, can't penetrate. Carm holding the right loose at her chest - not showing it much, but the lanky cross and curling uppercut ARE there when she elects to feature them.

R3: Battle lines clearly drawn: Kate's head movement, pressure vs Carmella's legs, poke and rangy goodness. Kate wins the debate this round after bitter exchanges through 2 minutes: Decesare snarling as she steps in, arms lashing hooks and crosses; Hudson crouching to receive, then erupting, always looking to step in as Carmella's bounding back. All even until late, when Hudson pins Carmella to ropes. Decesare covering up face-in-gloves, being all willowy as Hudsom hammers thick amidship and flank to shake Carm at the bell.

R4: Kate runs afoul of the Decesare jab, eats some early licking uppercuts to get discouraged: pendulum swings back to boxer as Decesare controls midring. Carm warned for sweeping, opportunistic right hands that skid across Kate's lower back; Decesare complaining that Hudson's actually causing those fouls by bending so far forward at the waist.

R5: Kate. Ringing hooks catch Carmella's chin as she's backing up - Decesare hounded to ropes early and pinned down as Hudson sets up on Playmate chest. Great pressure punching from Katie here: hard head scrub and shoulder-bumping jostling and unnerving Carmella; rugged digs behind either elbow - Hudson getting in there muscular, then bobbing/covering up to foil receipts. Off the body, Hudson's being very effective up top - clubbing at Carmella's jaw lines and ears - just systematically roughing willowy brunette up. Carm baring her teeth, digging in on apron and curling back uppercuts and lanky hooks: Decesare fends off a shutout with bitter slugging off the ropes late.

R6: Carmella. Hudson tracked coming by Carmella's jab: Decesare executing an exquisite fade-step back and walking Huddie onto the licking right-uppercut-off-right-foot counter to put blonde wobbly butt. Sensuous, lathering beatdown sweeps Katie to ropes - sturdy blonde legs holding her up, but this is Kate hurt, and hurt badly, for the first time tonight. Hudson shuffling one foot to the other - hands loose at her cheeks - Carmella just lashing her blonde here: no mercy. Torrid, loose-limbed power shots bathe Kate in leather: Carmella's mitts bouncing off sturdy blonde chassis - slender arms shivering as Decesare beats Kate into stupor, body and head. 10-8 Carmella without the knockdown. Smouldering look from Decesare as she's turning away after the bell, checking out the hurt.

R7: Carmella. Hudson lumping up, slowing down, looking discouraged, battle bun coming undone: brunette wades in to finish. BITTER, lashing power punches from brazen Decesare: she's stepping to Kate, lugging heavy, long armed leather amidships, then swinging lusty for the head - scouring and carving away on blonde. Kate caught and ROCKED again and again - standing up rugged under shivering Decesare whip-limbed shellack. Hudson groaning as hooks find and bite into her waist; Hudson staggering as right uppercuts dent her chin; Hudson staring into the long, sidewinding hook along her jaw. Carmella empties the armory on Hudson - firing every gun she's got. At the end - Katie's busted up, swaying, but standing defiantly at the ropes.

R8: Kate comes back! Carmella a little arm-weary, slides away, looking to regroup as Hudson rallies - blonde pursuit hounds brunette all around the ring. Carm mouth breathing: Huddie sees it, concentrates on the ribcage - beating Decesare so savagely at points that Carmie hangs on about Hudson's ears for ref's breaks. Carmella wincing - stepping wide, pushing at Kate's shoulders: blonde insistently forward, touching Carm in her waspy waist or slender ribs before creeping up torso to pound jug and jaw. Hudson's headmovement VERY effective here - getting under tired Decesare receipts: Carmella would be would served by the uppercut, but isn't seeing it under pressure. Bell to bell Kate: she pushes off Carm at the ropes, forces seething eye contact - Hudson strong on her girl in the seventh.

R9: Extra Kate. Carmella really labouring - mouth wide open as she leans into Kate to palm blonde shoulders and puuuuush her back - brunette hands dropping to her sides as she wanders away. Hudson continuing to push forward - dukes up - head bobbing: she hooks her way into Carmie's waist and jaw - chasing Decesare ropeside for torrid rubdowns. Hudson establishing on Carmella's chest, then beating her senseless: blonde working up and down her girl, clouting and clubbing her about head and shoulders, snatching at the ribs and waist in nonstop fashion. Decesare forlorn, cranky - she repeatedly ties up head-and-arm on Katie, laying back onto the ropes to pull blonde forward for ref's breaks.

R10: Decesare catches her second wind - rotates left around a strong, sticking jab: she's got Hudson backing off at last. Kate eyes narrowed with concentration - time and time again she tries to slip her way inside, only to catch Decesare jabs in the forehead or clavicle - Carmella using every inch of height and rangy goodness in a keep away 10th. Until the final minute. Deech leans in a tired right cross - slipped by a bobbing Hudson; Deech looks for the right uppercut as she's shifting to right foot - missing; Deech lugs her left hand up in a waving uppercut but gets CLOCKED a muscular hook onna chops as Kate steps in! Carmella nearly sitting down - long legs bending, then straightening, sending her reeling to ropes: HERE COMES HUDSON! Kate flooding in, squaring away - rampaging beatdown of short, snapping rights and lefts pelts at wilting, covered up Carmella. Decesare a mumbling wreck, folding forward behind her mitts as Hudson POURS it to her lusty. BELL: this one's going to the cards. Kate steals a Decesare 10th, thereby taking a one point duke in the last minute of a barnburner!

After: Kate squealing with delight - all banged up and shaky, but finally delivering on the promise of her curves: she successfully hounds a dangerous and sinewy lanky body to ropes and outworks her for the win. Poor Carmella! Decesare blinking weepy, glancing at the Hudson celebrations: sultry brunette went all in to finish and had her girl hurt - just couldn't close the deal tonight.