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14 September 2011 (III) Kelly Carlson vs Julianne Hough

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Celebrity Boxing After Dark

Posted by simguy on 9/14/2011, 7:13 pm

BEFORE: "I'm ready," Julianne beams in pre-fight - still flushed from a pair of KO wins coming into this rematch. "Kelly's been quite the obstacle for me, and I'm pumped to prove I'm better. I know her game now - I know what to avoid: if I execute, I win...it's that simple." Kelly determined to take back what she had at the start over Julianne: bragging rights and a career head-to-head advantage. "Julianne's just another brat with an entourage," Kelly snarks, "whenever we get shoulder to shoulder, and the fight starts to be about who's the better woman? I come out on top. I'll dig at her body this time - really dig: she's not going to be getting those easy touches I gave up last time. When it's all over, she's going to be coming around all groggy, and I'm going to be checking her out in my rearview mirror!"

Small black work out mitts for both fighters: suits as depicted...

JULIANNE FRONT (ON THE LEFT):
http://www.hollywoodtuna.com/photo.php?id=fp_7669530&title=Ashley%20Tisdale%20Julianne%20Hough&loc=3

KELLY (FRONT)
http://thegrumpiest.com/picture.php?MyImage=/2011/05/kelly_carlson_012.jpg&Caption=Kelly%20Carlson%20Pictures

Indoor CBAD fight, but Juli's wetting her hair to keep it off her face.

During R1: Vicious tit-for-tat punching: both girls leaning in on front (left) legs; dipping the left shoulder; lapping/licking hooks amidships. Juli blinks first, backing out distressed at the midway point: she's clearly hurting to the body as Kelly walks her down. Blonde girl using springy legs to evade pursuit: Carlson's the clear aggressor, trying to bring hard battle at the bell.

R2,3: Julianne proves a ring-general: superior mobility giving her better positioning throughout the exchanges. Everything off the jab for Juli - left hand chipping at Kelly's mouth/chin/brows, setting up palm-down hooks to chin, sudden right hands off the shoulder. Kelly pasted, but sturdy throughout - patiently walking Julianne down only to be pre-empted and vexed. Hough flurrying to Kelly's belly; shoeshining jug in brisk side-to-side lathers...Carlson momentarily frozen by such assaults, then reacting too late to counter her nimble adversary. Juli beaming prettily - animated on her stool during breaks: she's completely forgotten about being hurt in the first.

R4: Kelly unpacks the jab, stepping it into Julianne with authority, then hooking off it: Hough quickly chased to ropes where she sets up peek-a-boo. Carlson squaring away: left shoulder pushing Julianne in the chest; right hand stacked atop left at Kelly's midsection, ready to be deployed in snatching/cuffing clouts. Juli digging in to answer in kind...well-conditioned fighters rubbin' and a-sluggin' in the trenches. Kelly gets the better of it - really stroking in right/left licks to tummy, then putting weight on right leg to rake Juli hooks. Hough proving tuff and stubborn - bumping her shoulder, using that extended left elbow: she's snatching back mittfuls of Kelly's tummy, tidying up those breasts, but nothing's really moving Carlson off-stance. Down the stretch, ringing short right uppercut to chin seals the deal for Kelly: Juli's face popping up off her gloves all startled/woozy, lips parted, eyes shut tight in receipt.

R5: Bitter toe-to-toe fighting continues midring - Julianne willing to close, get tousle-on-tousle, shoulder-to-shoulder with Kelly for good old fashioned bump-n'-slug. Kelly in earmuff throughout, waiting on Juli, then clubbing/clouting back short lefts and rights. Juli in relaxed crossed arm - right hand stacked atop left at her body...she's using her left shoulder to manage Kelly's chest; extending the left elbow to nudge and steer with. Snatching, swatting stuff from Julie tears Kelly up to body...Julianne also getting a withering, whipping right hand in behind Kelly's right elbow - often chopping at her palm-down. Juli pinging away little uppercuts in between Kelly's mitts with either hand: nothing too dramatic, but a steady chipping on Kelly's chin regardless. Bell: Julianne encouraged - whirling away from Kelly and chirping "YES!" all bright eyed and happy. Carlson scowling, pink about her ribs.

R6: More of the same - girls fitting into one another with Kelly in earmuff, Juli working the loose crossed-arm...but Carlson much busier this round. Kelly beating Juli a steady thump-thump of lefts and rights to paunch, then covering up earmuff to lay-in. Kelly timing Juli's receipts, often catching blonde girl hooks-to-chin when Juli's seeking hooks herself. And down the stretch, a chopping right catches Juli behind left ear, spilling her shabby to her right. Good hard-nosed stuff from Kelly: she's always stepping-to in her earmuff, crowding Juli, punishing her via short, clipping strokes, body and head.

R7: Much the same - a lot of bumping and tousle-rubbing to set up withering body shots and cuffing head-clouts...but Juli a little leggier this round. Hough stepping out to circle, then edging back in with left shoulder. Hough pushing Kelly behind left elbow and sidestepping her, turning Carlson midring. Nice little touch-up uppercuts from Juli keep Kelly's breasts and chin under constant nibbling threat: blonde girl content to get off quick and first, sacrificing a little power to keep Kelly covering up. Bell: smiling Juli treats herself to a pair of swatting left hooks across Kelly's paunch...Carlson's leaning forward in earmuff on the take, looking grumpy.

R8: Showcase for Julie Hough...Kelly falls off the pace, just turning midring, following lithe blonde girl around, getting pasted. Juli smiling throughout, punching Kelly tic-tac-toe then escaping. Short, crisp, elbows-in delivery from Hough: she's pivoting around Kelly, keeping brunette covered up in rigid peek-a-boo. Midway through, Juli rings it up on Kelly: right/left/right/left chops up Kelly's paunch, loosening her; hesitation left uppercut pokes at Kelly's breast; whippy left hacks in behind Kelly's right elbow; right uppercut rings off chin, picking Kelly's face up off her mitts. Carlson stumbling backward in alarm: she covers up earmuff at apron, grunting as Juli slashes away limber to gut. It's Hough at her limber/nimble best - leaning in and out - fists biting at Kelly-meat, or chipping at her chin...blonde girl keeping herself loose and relaxed, just putting it on her brunette. Bell: Kelly wobbly-butt, blinking in confusion...Juli gives her a winsome smile and bratty wink before whirling away all perky.

R9: Kelly jabbing to get position; chopping in and down via short rights to Juli's chin...blonde legs give an early shimmy. Kelly laying in forehead to forehead, sensing Juli's distress: Carlson dips left shoulder to hook at Juli's paunch, giving it a healthy spank. Juli grimacing, but battling back: she's rubbing foreheads, fetching Kelly tidy uppercuts rack and chin. Carlson the harder-nosed cutey - hacking away with very effect short right hands; bumping big-girl inside; hooking gut like a Mexican barrio fighter. Juli mouthbreathing, ashen faced at bell...Kelly backhands Juli's ass upon passing en route to respective corners!

R10: Juli serious as a heartattack: eyes narrowed, lips tight...she's at Kelly with a vengeance. Blonde girl in forward aspect - weight on lead (left) leg; fists loosely held around chest-height...she's stitchin' in lefts and rights straight to Kelly's face - stunning her - then tidying up those jugs PIK! PAK! Blonde girl rotating clockwise, touching her brunette: Carlson blinking, facing into ringing face-combos...she's a confused beauty. Minute in, Kelly trying to crouch her way inside, showing earmuff: Julianne lights her up via rolling burst of rising, lapping rights and lefts CHUPCHUPCHUPCHUPCHUP! against Carlson's heaving rack. Withering barrage straightens Kelly up groggy...she's staring, jug-smote, hands held low. Kelly wobbles out of orbit, stumbling forward past Julianne's left flank: Hough pivots, bends into a looping overhand fastball of a right hand, kissing Kelly upside the head with a fully extended clout. DOWN GOES CARLSON! Kelly's legs lock up, pitching her sideways to canvas on her right shoulder...she rolls to her back, lashes fluttering, hands stacked at her tummy. That's it - KO'd Kelly can't get off her back - that's KO10 Julianne Hough.

After: Julianne jubilant - jumping into arms of her trainer, burying her face in his neck, having a good cry of jubilation: Team Hough more concerned about Carlson than anyone let on beforehand...the relief is palpable. "I won more minutes, took more rounds, and knocked her out twice to her once," Julianne beams in postfight, "that means I'm better than Kelly Carlson. She's a good fighter - not trying to treat her shabby here - but I'm special, and I proved it tonight. BRING ON PENELOPE CRUZ!" At the mention of the beautiful Spaniard, Julianne's people clustered in behind her all start clapping their hands and shouting "CRUUUZ". Hough looking to claim more brunette pelts, building up a pretty good head of steam heading into Penelope.