Posted by Simguy on 7/19/2003, 8:23 am.

Before: Doig blowing off Cuthbert for the once: “Look, when I blew Elisha away, I was frustrated—I felt like I didn’t get what I needed from her and I spoke out of turn when I called her out again. When I saw the tape, I realized Elisha doesn’t have anything else to give—nothing’s going to change the second time around and it’s clear that I need to step up the comp. Jenny Mac’s a real challenge and the kind of name I need on my ledger to get recognized. Cuthbert can wait.” Mac physically daunting—she walks around north of 120, coming down to fight Doig—Lexa actually moving up to campaign at bantam, but wiry brunette has no fear. Lexa in red sport top bikini, Jen in black string bikini.

During R1: Jenny aggressive, Doig classy—good rangy ring generalship from an alert brunette. Lexa using her jab, legs, dabbing to Jen’s chest and face, scooting around the flanks. Mac hands up, trying to chop down with her left on top of Lexa’s jab and ram home the overhand right, but she can’t line the brunette up. Doig nimble in reverse, scopring if not hurting—she taps away for the shutout first.

R2: First minute more of the same—Jenny trying to brawl her way into range—Doig neutralizing her with legs, timely jabs and a sharp straight right chaser on the mouth. Second minute—Mac finally gets her body on, leg driven Doig rough to the ropes—blonde holding and hitting, digs several right hands belly and trunks to sink Lexa hurt into the strands. Ref pulling blonde off, wagging a finger—Jenny shoving her way back in and getting on top, Doig struggling to free herself, but Mac’s got her weight on, using her elbow against the throat, mauling on the inside,. Ref issues another break and JENNY CLIPS A CHEAP HOOK! Doig caught sold, never sees it—sinks groggy into the strands—JEN HELPS HERSELF TO A RIGHT HAND! Doig’s head swivels sick,  eyes staring—Jenny just PITCHING in right hands on a defenceless brunette until the ref jumps in! Stunning, chaotic TKO2 to a chorus of boos—Jenny Mac!

After: McCarthy unrepentant, spitting defiantly at the crowd—it’s “just win Jenny” tonight as she reaches into her old grab bag of tricks against the tricky newcomer. Doig brutalized, outraged at the treatment—all part of the rich tapestry at that FCBA boxing, just a little different than the Toronto Gentlemen’s Boxing Clubs and the Vancouver co-ed beach scene Lexa’s used to. Cuthbert gloating, anxious to make a certain little brunette eat some crow in the wake of this mugging.

Reposted by Archer 12/11/09