Before: Watts getting a Miramax push - studio shifting Dunst's training budget and resources to Naomi after Aussie downed the American indie star. Slender little blonde getting spots Jaime Pressly used to get - Cox fight a prime example. Small boned, busy boxers - could be one of those were neither girl can punch, so both go at each other without fear.

Naomi looking like a member of the Australian Track Team for this fight - Aussie green and yellow track two piece (snug, bikini leg bottoms) - Court in similar cut two piece, white top, red trunks. Small gloves for both.

During R1: Cox circumspect, looking to showcase her lithe, springy legs - touch and going with her jab. Watts much more constructive, using her jab to fix Courtney for more serious business. Naomi hounding Court, chasing her down, leaning in close and hustling leather in underneath - brisk n' tidy lefts and rights banging ribs and taut tummy. Cox sidestepping, pushing Naomi in the shoulder to get around, but not punching back much - round to busier, more aggressive Watts.

R2: Cox gets the hint - she gets hardnosed, jabbing to set up hard right hands and finding Watt's little chin available. Cox coming in off the rights, hup-hup-hupping to Naomi's tight gut, leaning her chin out over Watts' shoulder as blonde backs up under fire. Crisp, constant punching Cox - she's stepping with Naomi, lathering her bony ribs, creamy tummy and sporty tits with rigid-armed scrubbing. Watts beaten along the ropes, under constant attack - nothing back from the blonde as Coxie rubs her down bell to bell.

R3: Slender-limbed beauties tearing it up - great action round as both are nimble enough to get position, but both determined to remain active, refusing to get cute. No clinching - girls just taking turns snapping and snatching scraping blows against each other's rosy flanks, ribs and tummies. Good tight blocking defenses, combinations flowing off jabs as girls keep the work rate high. Down the stretch, Cox shuts Watts down with some shivering body work, bouncing rights and lefts off the waist, momentarily crippling the Aussie. Wattsy stooping forward hurt - Court picks her up a tight right uppie, puts the hook on top and WATTS GOES WOBBLY BUTT! Naomi's eyes distraught as she staggers back into the ropes - Cox staying on her, fat-free arms blazing, hard spanking rights and lefts snap-cracking off throbbing ribs to the bell.

R4: Watts on Cox, showing heart, determination not to give in to the American. Naomi jabbing on the approach, stepping out to change distance, then committing on right hands - she's feinting Cox out of position and lighting her up with a flat right hand on the jaw. Inside, Watts working hard - pleasure to watch sinewy little battlers tear up and down one another's torsos - hard fists bouncing off hard bone and chalky muscle. Cox getting her bursts in - especially a doubled up, ripping hook amidships whenever there's room - but Watts doing a good job simply overwhelming Court, outhustling her to the bell.

R5: Cox hurts Watts early - dropping a slicing right to chin that has blonde stepping in fence post holes. Middle minute - Courtney ripping into Naomi's tummy-meat with sticking, jagged lefts and rights, trying desperately to hustle Naomi out of there. Final minute - Cox output drops - Naomi starts clipping her hooks and right uppercuts off the ropes - COURTNEY'S STAGGERED as Naomi finds chin with a few brisk swats. Watts goes head to body, stepping to her right, hooking breakbasket, turning Cox and COURTNEY GOES DOWN! Cox sobbing aloud, taking all fours - Naomi's chest heaving, she's in oxygen debt as Court takes 8 at the bell.

R6: Watts jabbing, hooking off the jab, getting in close and driving her right hand across Coxie's chin - Courtney stepping away with a wounded expression, covering up stiff at the ropes. Naomi into her girl with gusto - dropping her hands to plug away right/left on the tummy, hopping to either side to club away at skull from angles - poor Cox under siege, just cowering, trying to ride it out. End of the first minute - Naomi gambles on her energy level - leans in strong, rotates her shoulders and licks away at Courtney's waistline, ribs, picking her up thick beneath the breasts. AND COX IS DOWN! Courtney's legs give way of a sudden - she's on all fours, sobbing, sitting back onto her haunches and it's OVER! KO6 Naomi Watts!

After: Watts stops Cox in abrupt fashion - Court showing no signs of going out until suddenly, she just collapsed. Fans of sinewy action in and around 110 love these two - sustained lathering two-way, spiced up by the odd nifty move or sidestep, well conceived jab and accurate right crosses up top. Watts pulling herself together after being dumped by Tech - she had a little run last year, looks to be ship-shape so far this year - would she consider a reunion with her old tech paymasters?

"Never say never," purrs Naomi, "if they come crawling back, and bring bags of cash with them, I'll listen. I'll only rejoin them if they give that embarrassing tramp Keira Knightley her walking papers. Either they think I'm better than she is, or they don't. If they do - they don't need her. If they don't - I don't need them. I won't fight under the same banner as that girl."