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23 October 2011 Hayden Panettiere vs Ashley Tisdale

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Posted by simguy on 10/23/2011, 11:37 am

BEFORE: "Beating Hayden's big news anytime," Tisdale confides in prefight, "but beating her and Hudgy back to back? That puts me in the front rank of Disney fighters, which is where I've felt all along I belong. Beating Hayden puts me right in front of Scarlett for a title shot; beating Hayden means I isolate Mishy and can pick her up anytime I want...it's the biggest fight of my life, and I'm loving that I'm coming in strong while Hayden's sort of limping in!" Panny cool in rebuttal: she knows she's got her work cut out for her. "Ashley's kind of a breath of fresh air when you look at snarks like 'Nessa or Bren," Hayden says at podium, "but she's still a cagey opportunist and I know she'd love to kick me while I'm down. I'm coming off a knockout loss, and Ashley thinks that means I'm gunshy, but it doesn't. It means I'm pissed, and putting Tisdale in check means I'm still right there in the hunt. I don't think she can do it - I don't think she can beat me. I'm too motivated to turn her back - no way I let this girl hand me a second straight loss. No way." Tisdale in royal blue Hellcats sport top; crimson sport bikini bottoms; small white gloves; dark brown hair in frisky ponytail with bangs framing face. Hayden in purple Shape Mag bikini; small black gloves; hair back in smooth battle-bun.

During R1: Hayden totally disrupting Ashley...up-tempo, jitterbugging footwork scoots Hayd in and out; whirling power punches from both hands whack at Ashley's ribs or clip her chin; stubby check-jabs spoil Ashley's counter attacks. Tisdale sputtering - hit hard to the body, spooked to the chin...she's on her heels, trying to answer back don't-hurt-me punches with little success. Shutout Hayden: little face furious with concentration on the stomp-back to her corner.

R2: More Hayden: Tisdale backpedaling to ropes, starting to breakdown under withering pressure. Hayd just pouring on the shellack with Ashley showing elbows-in/hands up peek-a-boo...Panny sweeping muscular sidearm right roundhouses wide to Ashley's ribs; pelting her stubby, straight left/right flurries with palm-down, stamping delivery; whirling palm-down hooks digging in behind left elbow. Torrid hup-hup rolling barrages against Ashley's tummy have her whining, breathless...she's desperately trying to flail back from the ropes. Down the stretch, Hayden fits a clipping right uppercut to Ashley's chin, rendering her spellbound at ropes...Hayd reloads, swings that hateful right roundhouse wide to Ashley's ribs and TISDALE GOES DOWN! Agonizing descent as poor Tizzy grimaces, hugs her body, sits down upon her haunches...Hayden SEETHING, looking things over until ref guides her away.

R3: Ashley showing pluck - wicked bruise blossoming on her left-side ribs doesn't deter her from fighting back hard here. Spitting jabs dot Hayden's pate; curling right uppercuts gouge at Hayden's breadbasket; whirling, palm-down hooks tuck into Hayden's right-side lats. Hayd bobbing on the spot, right hand at left cheek/left across her body...she's still coming forward, but getting picked up well as Ashley stabilizes her front.

R4: SAVAGE flyweight trading as snarling vixens come together punching. Whirling, chopping, licking strokes back and forth - small gloves ringing out on tight-toned bodies or clouting off pretty faces. First two minutes feature insane, full-blooded power slugging as girls twist into swinging blows. Pace gradually grows more methodical as fighters edge in shoulder to shoulder, working hup-hup churning sequences to one-another's breadbaskets in turn. Hayden slowly backing Ashley up...round ends with Tisdale's butt in ropes, her tummy getting tidies up as Hayden works hard for close points.

R5: Sweeping over hand right toggles Ashley's chin early...she's stepping in fence post holes, deeply demoralized at the harm done. Hayden jitterbugging in, out and around - penetrating at will, letting whirling combinations fly, steadily beating down Ashley's resistance. Tisdale's curvy legs hold her up, but her output's plummeting...she's showing a lot of tight elbows-in earmuff...absorbing a pummeling to body; clouted about either ear. Bell: Ashley's wobbly butt, glassy eyed, really looking ass-kicked; Hayden looks her over, nods once, stomps off to her corner all business.

R6: Bitter set-piece trading as Ashley digs in, bares her teeth and competes: Hayden taking punches in order to land, figuring the balance of attrition is now on her side. Withering, non-stop grunt-and-smack...girls just bumping shoulders and getting off - small mitts pelting back and forth. Tisdale finding a home for a chopping right hand to jaw inside; Hayden whirling palm-down lefts and rights out wide, then stamping straight, palm-down lefts and rights up the middle, humbling Ashley's jugs and tummy. Ash stepping back in good order, fetching Hayden limber check-hooks or wicked fish-hook right uppercuts to body: Hayden shrugging 'em off, punching her way forward all buttocks a-jostle. Down the stretch, it's Tisdale compressed against ropes, absorbing punishment and pitching back only in spots...Hayden outworks Ash again in a draining sixth.

R7: Tisdale banking that choppy little right inside to jaw; loading up and whacking Hayden in the body with a ferocious siearm right roundhouse...Tisdale hitting so hard, her right foot skips up off canvas on delivery. Panny crying out, but forcing herself forward: pumping hup-hup barrages continue to wear on Tisdale's toned tummy, causing her to mouth breathe. Ashley's fury abates by the minute mark...Hayden slowly able to impose will - always coming forward, moving her hands to Tisdale's ribcage even when Ashley ties up head-and-shoulders on blonde-girl. Round finishes up on the ropes, Hayden on Tisdale; Tisdale taking punches. Bell: Ashley with a wincing, vacant look en route to her corner...those ribs are HURTING.

R8: Tisdale goes for broke! Baring her teeth, Tizzy rakes Panny rights across the chin; digs up tummy via come-back left uppercuts; claws hooks across Hayden's eyebrows and chest as Panettiere struggles to win position. Hayden grimacing - back of right hand at her forehead/left across her chest as she bobs and crouches her way forward...Tisdale keeping her distance, just tattooing Hayden as Panny pushes forward, then sidestepping to turn her. Terrific stuff shows Tisdale at her best, but it's catastrophically expensive...she shuts Hayden out, but by the bell, Ashley's sobbing for breath, mouth wide open, hands on her hips...and Hayden's still standing!

R9: Hayden rolls up Ashley Tisdale as little brunette's all punched-out. Demoralizing stuff for Ashley as she SO wants to hit back, but her legs are spasming - she reeling and stumbling around the ring as Hayden clouts her about either temple or pounds her in the gut. Hayd all dialed in, eyes ferocious as she hunts Ashley down...blonde girl stubby-jabbing to locate brunette breasts, then leaning in with those awful, whacking right roundhouses wide to Ashley's left flank, crippling her. Tisdale whining, unraveling...she absorbs one of those swinging rights in her body, drops her elbows as she's backing away in distress...Hayden hops in close, twisting on her hips to fit the world's tightest left hook to Ashley's chin and DOWN GOES TISDALE! Hop-in hook reminiscent of vintage Shane Mosley - Hayden cleans up every bit of Ashley's chin with that jolt, ending Tisdale's night on her back. KO8 in rip-roaring fashion, Hayden Panettiere.

After: Reports of Hayden's demise post-Scarlett somewhat exaggerated indeed...she POURS the hurt to a very good brunette tonight, simply beating Ashley down, wearing her out, and stopping her with a whirlwind effort. "That's the stuff!" Hayden beams as poor Ashley gets smelling salts in the background. "Ashley's been outworking girls, but that's never going to work on me...I just refused to accept hurt from her, no matter what. She tried and tried, but whenever she fought back, I'd up the tempo to get her fighting even harder. I just wore the poor girl out tonight. So let that be a lesson to you girls: when you think I'm down and hurting, don't you believe it. That's when I'm at my most dangerous!"