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Posted by simguy 3-6-04 (Thanks to Ginny for this repost)

BLONDE! magazine calling it the 'Fight of the Century', boxing's two biggest and strongest competitors face each other for big girl supremacy. Loken getting props from fighters and media alike for making this fight - "It speaks highly of her," lightweight champ Jennifer Garner is quoted as saying. "Brooke can beat Kristanna - we know it, they know it - and Loken doesn't HAVE to fight her. The fact that Kris's constantly seeking out the most dangerous fighter and proving herself against that person is the mark of a real champion." Loken regal in prefight, giving press conferences from mock Roman emperor sets - complete with girls fanning her, feeding her grapes etc. "Brooke's yapped and talked and whined her way into this beating," says Kristanna, "and I'm going to give it to her. Write this down: I Have No Rivals. None. I will embarrass Brooke Shields in this fight." Brooke in simple white bikini, Kris in purple S curve swimwear - see K&G's photo for reference. Tia Carerre retained to be the special referee - most reliable and well respected of the celebrity refs: she's firm but fair (Tawdry ref-striped top, basically a halter with short sleeves, bare midriff, boy cut black trunks).

Rd 1: Brooke: chin tucked, hands moving from her chest to eyebrows as she steps forward - she's introducing that jab to Kristanna like a brick through a plate glass window. Loken mostly flat footed, trying to jab with Shields and getting the worst of it - Loken's right hand flares out to the side when she sticks, Brooke's stays nice and tight to her cheek, brunette just pounding back blonde face as the girls step and poke each other early. Both want right hands - grazing blows only, then big girls fall inside, muscling up on each other to be the boss inside. Hands on opposition hips, shoulders biceps, backsides straining to hold position and back the other girl up - brawny stuff. Brooke's walking Kris to ropes, holding her down for Tia's break - glaring eye contact made as they regroup at midring to continue. Down the stretch - Brooke's fearsome right hand has Kris shying away and that pounding jab: thudding impact to the forehead, upper chest and left shoulder is moving blonde against her will - challenger takes a methodical first.

R2: Loken more upbeat with her feet, circling to the right well outside, taking a look-see as Brooke turns, peering out over her gloves. Shields reaching her jab into Kristanna's midsection, trying to put her ropeside then cream her with a right hand - tense early seconds as both women just miss fight-ending crosses. Minute mark - Kris with a lightweight move off the ropes, spinning to reverse positions with Brooke - blonde bends left, sweeps a CLAPPING right to the jaw, dips right to swing home a clocking left to swivel Brooke's head and BROOKE'S PUT WOBBLY BUTT! Shields slumping into the ropes, left arm over the top strand - caught flush by two walloping strokes and HERE COMES THE HURT! Tia anxious, craning forward to get a good look because Big K is UNLEASHING horror on a stunned, helpless Brooke Shields. More swinging, robust right hands upside the head have Shields twisted sideways, left shoulder against the ropes - brunette staring, strong legs holding her up as Loken's getting a free ride. Janet's shrill voice screams above the crowd "BODY! BODY! BODY!" Kris obliges, palming Brookey flat against the ropes, then TEARING up the midriff with heart-stopping, wide rights and lefts. Shields mumbling, stooping forward crippled and paralyzed - Loken gets muscular, bodying up to prop her girl, staying close and jerking in short, rising blows up into Brooke's ribs. Kris extends the left to push Brooke's face aside, gets a little distance, then pounds away on Shields' fleshy chest - big beefy strokes pounding away on the wide white expanse from bicep to bicep. Shields just numb with shock - reaching dreamily to clinch, but unable to cinch up - Loken just pushing her back into the ropes, palming her down then pounding away. Round ends with a sickening series of clouting right hands on the chin - Loken able to steady Brooke with the left and drift her with the right - how Shields is able to keep her feet is a mystery of physics. Bell sounds - Kris all sweaty with work chests up and bellows into Brooke's battered, unresponsive face - nothing but woozy blinks back from the challenger - Tia forced to tug the blonde away by the elbow and escort a hollering champ back to her corner.

R3: IT'S OVER! A sobbing Brooke Shields leans forward on her stool, head cradled to the chest of her trainer - Kris Loken punks out Brooke Shields TKO2 as challenger can't make it off her stool for the third!

After: So much for 'Fight of the Century' but BLONDE! staffers will take it - carrying on like chimps escaped from the circus in the wake of the blow-out. Loken reigning supreme in this fight, blowing away her closest rival with a debilitating, truly awe-inspiring bombardment - hitting Brooke with everything in the arsenal and devastating the stoic brunette. Shields sobbing great wracking tears in her corner - she didn't want to quit, but corner couldn't let her go on: definitely the right decision. Commentators going on about how Loken's ability to land power-leads sets her apart in the division when a strutting, cocky, grinning champ helps herself to blubbery, distraught loser: Shields hoisted up off her stool and paraded in a heinous walk of shame. Loken alternating arm position on Brooke - sometimes riding the right arm around brunette hips, then up around the neck to pull Brooke's head in close. Blonde walking her girl into the corners for chats with reporters ringside - Brooke squirming, crying, dazed - it's a nightmare. Loken taking her time, pulling Brooke close and smashing kisses against her swollen, tender face - bruising smooches bringing fresh winces of pain to the already thoroughly used up Shields. Decisive victory leaves Loken as the undisputed mistress of all she surveys - THIS is what it's like to rule a division with an iron fist.