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28 October 2011 Jenny McCarthy vs Poppy Montgomery

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CELEBRITY BOXING AFTER DARK

Posted by simguy on 10/28/2011, 1:01 pm

BEFORE: "I'll be poundin' Poppy's puppies," Jenny Mac smirks at podium. "All night long, need be! Point is: Poppy can't handle girls getting in her face and making her work. She's gym-tight, but not ring-tough, you know what I'm saying? Takes more than a slutty tank top to get Jenny Mac beat, and so far, all Poppy's got going for her are those slutty T's!" Montgomery non-plussed, taking the Jmac harassment in style. "To me, Jenny Mac's like a worn out Olivia Munn," Poppy says at podium, setting press row abuzz. "Everyone saw how I gave Munn all she wanted: that should be more than enough to get Jenny into serious trouble." Mack in scarlet bikini; small black gloves; Poppy in midnight blue bikini; small powder blue gloves; red hair in loose curls.

During R1: Jenny pressuring Poppy's puppies early - jabbing 'em, crossing 'em righty, hooking 'em up with the left hand palm down. Mac with a smug grin in place during her advance: Poppy scowling, digging in to hold ground, halting Jenny's forward progress via chugging body assault left/right/left. Jenny digging in, hooking for chin: Poppy gobbling it up, answering back a short left uppercut to chin inside, then a snarky hook lapped to the ribs: McCarthy grimacing, feeling Poppy on the inside. Blonde continues to slug up the middle, working hard via both hands to Poppy's tummy, then back up into that rack; Poppy absorbing what she must, blocking what she can, then chopping back in furious close-quarters battle. Down the stretch - fighters lighting each other up in savage back-and-forth...BLONDE GIRL DOWN! Sweeping right slaps across Jenny's chin, startling her...she's still staring when Poppy jumps in a short, Shane Mosley hook to sit Jmac down. Poppy all chest heaving, nostrils flaring, hands on hips as she stalks away: Jenny gingerly up off her butt, getting checked by the ref at the bell.

R2: Jenny shakes off corner-concern, roars out of her corner, spitting jabs to start the second. Trade in swift rights goes Jennys way; trade in lefts Jenny's as well - Poppy taking punches on her mouth with wincing eyes. Mac backing Poppy to ropes, stepping in close to carry right hand to pit of Poppy's stomach: red head bunches up hurt, show earmuff as Jenny takes over atop the pocket. Jenny stubby-jabbing, just knock-knocking her left hand against Poppy's guard to see what's what: Jenny placing right hand thick to waist; hooking Poppy's ear...redhead buffetted to-and-fro under blonde bombardment. Jenny steadily at Poppy, beating her body, denying her clinches...veteran blonde doing a great job keeping hands free to work. Down the stretch, Mac reaches in under Poppy's arms, chests her upright, wrestles apart the guard and MAC WANTS RACK! Big sloppy grin Jenny Mack - she's in on Poppy's puppies, ransacking away - blonde just a-plowing and a-chopping from point-blank-range. Poppy distressed, draped on ropes, stricken...curvy legs hold her up as her chest takes a savage mauling. Bell: Jenny chests up, plants a peck-of-disrespect on Poppy's tear-stained cheek: red head hugging her battered goods, seething even as she's sagging into ropes. Mac prancing - saluting with either hand into the crowd, hamming it all up through 2.

R3: Turning battle midring, girls slow-steppin' it clockwise, sorting each other out via short, shocking left jabs tits and face. Muscular stuff - girls pumping stick with rounded shoulder heads and strong backs, each stepping in her poke for maximum effect. Small gloves spanking out on pretty faces - both women lumping up nicely under the other's due-diligence. Mac a little friskier with the right hand, pouring it across to punch at Poppy's eyebrows or mouth, then trying to catch Poppy a left uppercut to body as redhead's disengaging. Montgomery taking it all in stride, but she's outboxed, outhit here in good competitive action.

R4: Both women chipping in the jab to jug, then hooking-off: Poppy RINGING Jenny up to chin in early engagements. Poppy getting her left shoulder in behind those hooks, turning 'em over snug, really chopping away on Jenny...blonde girl breaking down over the first minute as Monty clouts away. Middle minute all about Poppy working the right hand in underneath, scooping at Jenny's guts to bunch her up, then cleaning up via the tightly-curled hook. Jenny staring, beaten back to ropes: final minute a grim stand in the pocket as redhead squares away for payback. Poppy leaning forward, head down, arms swinging in rhythm: batting, whacking tummy attack has Jenny sitting in ropes, unable to answer. Poppy jabs jug to reset, then she's hooking Jenny's waist - redhead popping hips-right to get in there thick. Left uppercuts part Jenny's guard, mashing her lips; Poppy hard-hearted as she chops the short right to Jenny's ear, then jams that left uppercut home again. Mac sponging it up on the spot, keeping mitts at temples...she's hurt, not answering back as Poppy puts crop-to-haunch to the finish line. Bell: Poppy pumped, whirling away from slumping Jen and thrusting mitts high in celebration.

R5: Poppy in good form, maintaining high tempo...she viciously dismantles Jenny McCarthy this round. Blonde sluggish - closing in earmuff, waiting to get off...meanwhile, Poppy's working. Poppy digging to the gut right/left/right - her lips pursed, eyes frowning as she paralyzes Jenny downstairs. Slapping left hand upside the head sets up digging hooks in behind Jenny's right elbow: blonde girl groans, legs giving a shimmy as Poppy gets in there. Minute mark: gutting right uppercut gouges out Jenny's sternum, followed by a pinpoint left uppercut to exact same spot...BLONDE GIRL DOWN! Jenny picked up with a grunt and dropped to all fours...she's panting on the spot, visibly hurt. McCarthy up at 8, reeling against ropes: damp blonde hair in her eyes, lips parted...Jenny's in trouble. Poppy: merciless, hard-eyed...she steps to Jenny, chop-swipes hook across paunch with palm-up delivery; pushes a straight right in between Jenny's mitts to punch at her mouth; turns a tidy hook over to toggle her chin. Jenny wounded at ropes, swaying on her hips: Poppy slaps her a left hand upside the head, then BURIES the hook to liver and BLONDE GIRL DOWN! Jenny blurting in pain, this time dropped to hands-and-haunches...tummy working like a bellows, face pinched in gutshot agony. Poppy seething, brushing hair out of her eyes as she glares down, then strides away to let ref move in. Jenny muttering "no...no..." as ref's counting...she beats the count, swaying on the spot and warning the official: "Don't you stop it, ref. I'm good!" Ref checks her out, nods, waves Poppy back in. Montgomery leans in, carrying a wicked slap-chopping right down across Jenny's jugs: chest-spanked Jmac crying out in shock as she slumps against ropes, helpless to prevent a Poppy Mo jug-mugging! Poppy Mo all up in Jenny's rack - slugging hup-hup-hup left/rights in rising, short little pumps...Jenny's world-class rack bunching up, flopping about as she slumps against the cables. BELL: Ref yanks a seething Poppy Mo away from her jug demolition duties...Mac sobbing, hugging herself under the hateful glare of Poppy as Montgomery surveys the damage.

R6: Jenny shabby - pawing her left hand way short, like she's lost depth perception and targeting control on her shots. She's walking on her heels, lips parted, hair in her eyes...but grimly trying to locate-and-destroy her foe. Poppy much fresher...she roams to her right, testiing Jenny's wobbly legs; she jolt-jabs Jenny's jugs just to alarm her, then sweeps the hesitation right wide to Jenny's left hip. Poppy roams left, stepping in sudden single jabs to kick back Jenny's head...blonde girl stumbling after her tormentress, trying to get tummy-to-tummy. Midway through, Poppy in slight crouch, chin tucked, right hand at her mouth, left dispensing accurate poke...she pounds Jenny's jugs a spanking jab; hooks off the jab to toggle Jenny's chin, then leans in to kiss Jenny a full-bodied right cross on the mouth...BLONDE GIRL DOWN! Jenny sprawling to canvas AGAIN...flopping and spasming to roll from her back to tummy, then scrambling to get to her knees, pitching herself face-first into ropes...McCarthy really busted up, breaking down, but insisting she's good to go. ON COMES POPPY! Montgomery waved in after Jenny's 8: blonde just sitting butt-in-ropes, hands at earmuff, looking to tough it out! Poppy squares away, beats her blonde without mercy...crowd shouting and squealing as Poppy's fists belt welts into Jenny's ribs and tummy. Simple job of work, Poppy Mo: she's exhaling through pursed lips - pushing her hands on Jenny's bunched shoulders to reset, digging to tummy and flanks with a Lilly-like vigor. Bell: Jenny a bruised blonde sponge, just stooped forward, hands still in guard position...Poppy lifts her mitts, slow-struts away as Jenny's too stunned to even get off the ropes!

Kate Beckinsale tweets during the break: "Jenny's ruined! Poppy has her!"

Ref asking Jenny and her corner about maybe stopping this thing...McCarthy sputtering in denial, refusing to quit or accept Poppy's authority. "She hasn't shown me ANYTHING yet," is Jenny's take.

R7: Poppy locates Jenny's jugs via stubby left jab, then fits hook-to-ribs in behind Jenny's right elbow. McCArthy slopping forward, hands up/elbows in...she grinds hairlines with Poppy as red head sets her hips well back, the better to work the body. Vicious, ripping leather deployed - each shot well considered, weighted, and leveraged - Poppy just twisting on her hips and getting under or around Jenny's elbows. McCarthy baby-stepping forward, taking the beating of a lifetime downstairs...at the minute mark she seems to deflate, lowering herself slowly to all fours as panting Poppy straightens, walks away hands on hip. JENNY BEATS THE COUNT! Ringsiders and fans begging Jenny to stay down, but she won't have it: ragged Playmate sways at ropes, waves Poppy on in. Deep breath Poppy Mo, then she steps-to, shoving a straight right hand into Jenny's breadbasket to start the party. Blonde girl wilting forward, mouth open...her hands're still up, but limp, easy punched aside. Two chopping, hacking hooks in behind Jenny's right elbow stiffen her: Poppy pops hips-right to clip the perfect left uppercut to Jenny's chin, brushing swooning blonde girl upright into ropes; come-back right cross streaks across Jenny's chin and SHE'S OUT! Jenny out on her feet, hands still up at her chest as her torso's slopping forward and to her left...blonde belies in at redhead's feet: KO7 Poppy Montgomery in devastating fashion.

AFter: Jenny Mac a long time coming round - officials gently rolling her to her back, sitting her up, eventually giving her the salts. Poppy trembling with KO adrenaline, stalking back and forth in the vicinity to get a good long look at her handiwork. "I think Jenny Mac got old in the ring tonight," Poppy says in postfight to a fair amount of booing from the audience. "She got old against ME. I'm in the prime of my career right now - I'm still fresh...Jenny had no business thinking she could stand and sample my wares as she pleased. I'll say this: that's the worst beating Jenny McCarthy's ever received at the hands of another woman. If I do nothing else in my career, I'll always have that!" Munn beats Poppy; Poppy beats Jenny...could we see Munn/Jenny in the near future, with Olivia in position to "top the pyramid" on Poppy and Jenny? Time will tell.