
Posted by Simguy on 3/27/2004, 8:50 am.
Before: Dunning put in tough under new management--fresh, rested Cam Diaz the kind of fighter who can give Debbe problems with movement, unpredictable looks. Dunning’s not fazed: “I don’t care if I lose every minute of this fight,” says a matter-of-fact brunette, “all I want is one good look at her chin. Just one shot-she can have the rest.” Diaz hamming it up in the press conference, bolts out of her seat, lifts her white tank top up to reveal glistening, hard, golden-brown abs, shouting “KA-POW!” as she does so. Diaz grinning, shaking her head side to side--”Oh baby, you do not want to mess with this,” purrs blonde, rubbing taut belly with an open right hand, “this is just too much Cameron. Look at this Debbe, be honest--just the sight of me this close has you ROCKED!” Dunning grinning, refusing to be punked. Double D in pink and white check bikini, bra strapped top, twisted as well--Cameron in BI battle togs (Black wet leather sports bra/matching mini-trunks and skirt with tassels).
During R1: Diaz with hat Ali-like loping., bouncing drift to the left or right, leaning her torso hands low--loose and relaxed as she circles, gets her rhythm. Dunning comparatively rigid, dukes moving from chest to eyebrows as she stalks forward, constantly wrong-footed by the nimble blonde. Diaz flicking out the backhand jab, quick, brushing dabs, then the occasional stinger, just keeping Dunning occupied. Debbe shooting out the rigid stick to Cam’s chest, trying to locate blonde, fix her for the right hand, but even when Dunning connects--Cameron’s movement takes the sting off the punches. Easy, breezy points for Diaz--legs in control dictating distance and tempo to Dunning--Cam just loosening up, getting her combinations together.
R2: More of the same--Dunning forward in fits and starts, uncomfortable against the dancing target, Diaz grinning, twitching out the jab, slicing the smooth right hand, bat-batting the rising hook, often with an open palm, drawing warnings. Cameron so elegant, pretty to watch--she reaches her hands to Debbe’s shoulders, easing the brunette to the left while bouncing to the right--nice little shifts and sidesteps, touching and molesting Debbe as Dunning tries to set feet. Dunning with some right hands to then flank, but basically out of synch--Diaz illustrating what ring generalship is all about in cruising through the second.
R3: Long night in the making for Dunning--she can’t get off, can’t get set--meanwhile Diaz is tarting her up the jab, sliding in greasy right hands clean on the face, finishing up with pesky, deceptively hard hooks that clap loudly against Deb’s wide open jaw. Diaz oily-smooth with her combos--downward slicing rights, rising hooks, easy motion to either side--Debbe lumping up nicely under classy salvos. Final minute--Dunning stepping in from well outside sweeping a murderous right hand--Diaz leans out of range with a maddening grin, hands tauntingly low, then shifting weight to slash a hard right counter in between Deb’s eyes. Dunning staying low, puts her right shoulder into Cam’s chest, nudging the blonde off balance and TURNS OVER THE HOOK! Diaz caught off the bump, hooked hard to her chin and CAMERON GOES DOWN! Long blonde dropped to her back in a thundering crash of limber arms and sinewy legs--she’s a rag doll ruin trying to get to her feet, all pathetic twitching and struggling, but it’s OVER! Good Lord--KO3 in spectacular fashion, stunning Debbe Dunning!
After: She’s done it to ‘em all--Theron, Bell, Ryan--now DIAZ FEELS THE STING OF FREE-SWINGING Debbe D. Dunning with perfectly executed bump and hook--anybody who saw Oscar de la Hoya drop Ruelas has a feel for how it looked. Diaz in astonished denial--clearly the classier woman, doing what she wanted, when she wanted, but veteran brunette totally committed to the knockout made good in that one look as promised. “Diaz is 100% punk,” says the typically blunt Dunning in triumph. “All that tippy tappy crap doesn’t mean squat--I knew as soon as I tracked her down I’d get her out of there.All of you youngsters out there, think I’m shot, think I’m old--step up and find out for yourselves.”
Reposted by Archer 8/12/12.
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