Posted by Simguy on 1/9/2008, 7:39 am

Before: “I need the fight,” Elisha shrugs in answer to questions surrounding her decision to go to the beach. “After Neve—even though I didn’t win those fights people saw what I put her through and now they think: ‘there’s gotta be easier blondes out there’. And they’re right, so I don’t blame top girls for fucking me. Say what you will about Kiana—I know a lot of you guys don’t like the way she does business—but all I had to do was call, and she put me to work.” Electra in Best Damn shape. Always up for a beach bounce. “We’re lucky to get Elisha—this is a PPV quality stoppage when I get to her!”

Elisha in hot pink bandeau top, sporty teal bottoms, small white gloves; controversial pixie-cut short blonde tousle. Electra in purple sport top, zipper between jugs; sporty yellow bottoms, small black gloves; slick top knot ponytail (dark brown). Ring stanchions directly on sand—Hawaii beach—bleachers set up on converted beach volleyball court.

During R1: Girls swish-to on sand—Cuthbert initiating. Elisha’s head forward, banging away rising lefts and rights to the Electra lungs and tummy. Carmen frowning—right hand under her chin, left across her body—trying to step back in such a way as to point out from Electra’s flanks and torso—and rolling shots best she can. Good beefy spank sounding out from Electra’s flank and torso—Cuthbert trudging forward, punching hard—stumbling forward whenever Carmen executes sharp sidestepping pivots to get out of trouble. Down the stretch, Electra with hands at her side—very loose and relaxed outside: Cuthbert ranges in with a slow jab: Electra makes her pay. Quick slip to the left (inside Cuthbert’s jab); sudden lashing counter-hook off the hip catching Elisha’s chin: head-toggle Ms. Cuthbert and ELISHA GOES DOWN! Cuthbert popped, dropped to her buttocks on sand: she’s sitting up pretty, blinking in open-mouthed astonishment as Electra steals the round with one circus punch. Carmen grinning, swishing to her corner, ponytail frisky side to side.

R2: Cuthbert undeterred: back on Carmen’s torso with ringing, rising, lefts and rights Big spank being issued: Electra grunting, grimacing, stepping back to walk Cuthbert onto either shoulder, trying to push Elisha off while sidestepping her. Minute’s worth of steady pressure hounds Carmen around the ring. Cuthbert starts doubling her hook off the body, catching Carmen upside the head, stunning her, Electra put wobbly butt, clinching and frowning: Elisha wriggling in the grasp, squirming to work her elbows down into the clinch and pry Carmen’s embrace apart. Ref issuing steady breaks—Carmen retreating, slipping and rolling a lot of punches, but Elisha dishing out a tasty walloping to the world class chassis. Round finishes up with Carmen wide-legged at ropes, rotating her torso, trying to weave low: Elisha squared away, very much the boss, hammering hardhearted short punches to Electra’s breast, ribs at bell.

R3: Spirited two-way as Carmen’s still being supple and elusive, but she realizes she has to punch more to start taking something out Cuthbert. Elisha will dish rising blows to the body, then rock back onto he right foot—right hand at her chest, left across her body, torso turning slightly to the right to receive Electra’s bursts. Carmen baring her teeth, spitting back sharp, trademark combinations—jabs dabbling Elisha’s chest and when Cuthbert rolls to her right—Electra’s leaning in with blistering right crosses, catching Cuthbert’s face. Frequent shoulder to shoulder trade as girls exchange rapid fire hup-hup to breasts and tummies: wonderful, hardworking fare. Elisha heavier handed, moving Electra around the ring: Carmen’s basically blasting back in spots to keep Elisha honest.

R4: Elisha’s slammin’ body work starting to slow Carmen: Electra grimacing, typing up after being scored up rather than answering back punches. Carm swivel-pivoting her girl, turning around her shoulder: it’s slick and cute—but Elisha’s output is rising, starting to overwhelm the defence. Midway through, Electra executes a sharp pivot to her left, leaning back onto right foot while dragging the lead left foot: Elisha steps in WIDE, pulling a vicious right hand over top and POUNDING Carmen upside the head. ELECTRA’S DROPPED TO HER BACK! Carmen stunned, eyes frowned shut against the harsh sunlight, legs out straight—she’s badly rocked, but brave, struggling up at 10. Ref lets it go despite Carmen’s swaying torso and ragged stance: Elisha eagerly piles on in, pancaking Electra to ropes. Savage beating results: Elisha baring her teeth, leaning slightly forward while sloshing in lefts and rights from either side—clobbering away hamhanded to tummy, tits and chin. Electra sputtering, punched stooped—she’s getting jackhammered up against ropes, slowly going face-in gloves, turning her left side into the cables and cowering there as Cuthbert’s partying it up. Ref steps in—crowd roars: that’s TKO4. Elisha Cuthbert.

After: Carmen out on her feet, wonky—but still groggily living, pushing ref in his chest and shouting at him. Elisha jogging around all smiles—hugging her trainer and carrying on: stopping Electra in 4 still means something in boxing. Nice little tussle marred I aftermath as disappointed Electra pushes Cuthbert—causing a little ruckus. Officials sort it out, but both fighters pull away jawing tuff.

Reposted by Archer 9/8/09