Posted by Simguy on 9/17/2004, ^:59 am.

Before: “I’m sick of it,” spits Krista in prefight. “The Krushers never give me any frigging respect. I’m the conqueror of Cat Bell. I’m a top lightweight and the hottest brunette in boxing—but they treat me like I’m a cheap stand-in until a real opponent comes along. Mandy seems like a nice kid, but she’s got to pay for the sins of her management team. I’m gonna enjoy taking her apart.” Moore amazed at the vitriol, especially the more personal attacks Allen undertakes.—ingenue just doesn’t get it. “You know, I’m approaching this fight like a professional—I just want to get in there, do my thing, and improve. Krista’s acting like I’ve stolen her boyfriend or something—it’s really kind of embarrassing to see a veteran acting this way.” Mandy in pink bikini, white shoes and socks—Krista in lavender push up and panties, white shows and socks. Allen seething during ring instructions, glaring hard at mandy as Moore avoids the gaze by staring at the floor.

During R1: Krista imposing her will early, establishing a brisk tempo and attacking Moore all around the ring, Jab setting up rigid right/lefts from Allen—crisp, snappy punches bouncing off Moore’s head and shoulders. Mandy with quieter feet, dragging the front foot as she slides economically around, lifting a jab off her hip and surprising Allen with the odd potshot right from the shoulder. Spot fighting for Mandy who’s backing up all round long—Allen takes workmanlike points—stomps to her corner eyes flashing.

R2: Krista bookends the round with solid boxing first and third minutes, but Mandy steals the stanza with slinging right at the midway point. Pounding blast spanks face flush, sends Krista staggering back on her heels. Eye-catching moment enough to beguile judges as Allen plays safety first with superior legs.

R3: Krista quicker, more obviously athletic, but Mandy posing some awkward isues. Reach and height a problem as Moore drags that front foot, lifts snappy jabs off her thigh and threatens to lean in on more tasty right hands Krista can’t afford to discount. Cagey tactical first two minutes—Allen circling, diagnosing, but down the stretch: Krista feints, hops in that lead left uppercut on the button and POOR MANDY’S WOBBLY BUTT! Deep knee bend Moore, rising out of it, then steppin funky and nearly pitching to her face—she spills into the ropes and covers up as ALLEN STREAMS IN! Krista baring her teeth as she swishes a tight left/right over top Moore’s lowered head, then DIGS he hook in behind Mandy’s elbow to draw a whimper of complaint. Allen tearing away hooks and crosses—Moore digging in brave to the belt.

R4: Moore won’t punk. Krista boxing behind her jab, putting combinations together but again—running afoul Moore’s tricky up-jab and catching some licking, supple right hands as Mandy bends into sock. Inside, Allen surprised as youngster leans forward and wails away to gut—long arms cranking, big backswings, but it’s heavy leather that’s forcing Allen to reconsider. By the final minute—Mandy’s  colour high, clearly energized as she walks Krista down—Allen in speedy retreat, hopping along the perimeter.

R5: Mandy! Moore foils a series of half-hearted Allen lunges with that spoiler up-jab, then goes over to offence as Kris backs off, Mandy scoring with the long cross, bending in and down with the right, but she’s also showing a sidearm right wide to the jaw, a bolo right uppercut to the chin or midsection and Allen’s getting rocked! Kris visibly staggered in the second minute by right hands, hurt again in the third and hanging on as Mandy walks her girl into the ropes like a welterweight! Judges make it 10-8 mandy without a knockdown.

R6: Mandy takes it to Krista! Moore’s long legs stepping Kris down, cutting off the ring. Moore snappy with the jab off her hip, dropping a slanting right hand down the middle, twisting into a wallop-hook upside the head—Allen faltering back all hot and bothered. Allen staggered end of the first minute by a whistling right hand she can’t lean away from Kris takes to her heels and draws boos rest of the way. Moore the clear aggressor—occasionally jabbing Allen to ropes, then leaning in to wail at her body those long limbed strokes—Krista shamelessly clinching in the face of youthful exuberance.

R7: Krista finally stops the bleeding, getting the jab stiff and strong into Mandy’s face and banging that pretty head back. Allen picking her spots, dictating with her legs—not a lot of contact as Krista regains control of the ring with speed rather than power.

R8: Mandy won’t have it! Allen thinking she’s restored order—Moore shakes up the country club. Devil-may-care body punching a crowd-pleaser—Mandy vulnerable as she leans forward and scoops at Allen’s ribs and tummy those cranking wallops. Allen’s drawing elbows in and giving ground with pursed lips and achy expression—she’s not engaging much, preferring to retreat, walk Mandy into potshots and try to escape before Moore can unload.

R9: Krista stepping, stooping, jabbing hard to the midsection then bopping back outside—she’s circling to the left, feinting, really uptempoing as Mandy pushes Allen into a new gear. Kris finally outclassing more, jabbing to the body, hooking head as she pivots left—Moore soaking up some bombs as she falls off the pace. Midway through—Allen jabbing, puts a chopping right on Mandy’s teeth, twists to the right to bounce the hook off Mandy’s brow—she’s got Moore stepping in fence post holes. Mistake Mandy—trying to slug away the hurt—she’s waving and slapping weak rights and hooks, exposing herself to more abuse. Krista hard-eyed as she slips under sweeping blows and rings Moore up ribs and chin—crowd oohing and aahing as Mandy will get rocked, stagger away, then right herself for the next bomb. Moore finishes up on her feet, reeling defiant as Allen chests up, leans in to sniff at the hurt.

R10: Kris finally wins back to back rounds—Mandy visibly slowed, eyes swelling nicely,. Body slouched as she steps gingerly forward. Allen dressing Mandy up the jab, popping it to forehead as Moore stares into punishment. Allen changing directions, wrong footing Mandy’s shot legs, potshotting blonde sharp rights or hooks, but never hanging around to press the issue. Mandy buckling, but holding, doesn’t go down, and never really stops coming forward—Allen takes the 10^th and it goes to the cards. Comes back UD10…MANDY MOORE!

After: Krusher jinx continues—poor Krista just can’t catch a break. Brunette livid, million-dollar backside jiggling furiously as she stomps her foot during animated protest to officials about that “bogus” 10-8 round for Mandy. Moore all smiles, casually cruises by to taunt: Not so easy after all—hey Krista?” It’s too much for Allen.; Snapping, brunette hurls herself at Moore and insult promptly follows injury! Mandy calmly granbs a handful of bra strap in her left, pulls Krista into a slamming right to the chin—it’s perfect duplication of the famous Cynara vs Denise right hand from their legendary apartment house match (I’m sure photo available on line. Allen immediatelt gentled –down. Swooning and staring as Mandy shoves her back with a short of  derision. Good night for the kid\, winning a huge decision, then standing up for herself to send Krista packing.

CYNARA VS DENISE (January 1975)

"Cynara  grabs the bra string of Denise's bikini to keep her opponent still

for a hard right which snaps back Denise's head."

Reposted by Archer 12/7/09.