Posted by Simguy on 10/22/2004, 6:25 am.

Before: Claire bubbly in prefight—confident grins accompanying by a 45 degree angle chopping motion with her right hand as she describes Holmes’ fate to the press. “I’m gonna chop me down some Katie,” Danes insists. “I think Eliza and Mish went a little soft on Holmes—she’s a likable kid and I think they eased up on her, so I’m just going to have to make up for their shoddy workmanship,” Holmes young, strong, tanned—she’s taken some time off, not rushing into this fight—Katie determined to give Claire a go. “I’m definitely going to win rounds from Claire,” says Katie sternly. “I’m going to jab her, use my height. I’m the stronger girl in this fight and Claire has to respect that—0it’s not like she can just back me and up and work me over.” Claire in red bra style bikini—Holmes in pink bikini vivid against tanned skin, hair: slick battle bun.

During R1: Claire sleek n’ sneaky—front foot (left) in a bucket, she’s just turning to her left in crouching pivots, staying low, whittling, licking and tearing at Katie’s long torso. Holmes missing over the top, gritting her teeth—Danes laying down a healthy beating to a young girl’s midsection, challenging Holmes’ legs early. Katie breaking down as minutes go by—Danes constantly slipping behind brunette with a breezy smile, riding an insolent hand on the belly, holding Katie for breaks. Holmes disorganized, ragged—body shots really wicking away her strength and late the round—Danes able to get a shooting hesitation right into Katie’s chin, knocking Holmes’ knees together. Sunny shutout Danes—she’s all grins back to her corner.

R2: Holmes ends the suspense early: there won’t be a 10-0 rout tonight. Holmes hanging back, drawing Danes forward a little but as blonde shows disrespect—brunette able to track Claire the jab, threaten her with right hands—not LANDING the right, but forcing Danes to slip n’ pivot away. Good influence-boxing from Katie—she’s got Claire coming forward, trying to be a puncher—brunette able to nibble, move, fight tall and take a round from a classy blonde technician.

R3: Claire’s not much of a KO puncher, but she’s a vicious, underrated body-snatcher and she buckles Katie’s knees this round with a sustained, savage ripping attack to the midsection. Claire so good at slipping under Holmes’ punches, sliding close and licking in combination to tanned torso—blonde rotating her shoulders, fists making sharp PIK! PAK! PEK! noises against the flesh. Holmes grimacing, forced to clinch for the first time. Katie looking shabby as she grabs ion behind Claire’s elbows—brunette’ face stretched and cramped-looking, eyes wincing, body throbbing.

R4: Claire keeps at it—chewing on the Holmes midsection—sliding underneath and close, licking tidy strokes with both hands. Holmes having moments when she can slide out and get her jab on danes—there’s a certain distance at which Katie can operate and be the boss.

R5: SAVAGE body work from Claire—so singleminded tonight as she circles, slashes away at Katie’s trembling waist. Holmes baring her teeth in hurt, reaching fo Claire especially digging shots take effect—Holmes backside and legs shaking in protest as she ties up behind the elbows for ref’s breaks. Claire diabolically methodical—jabbing and pestering up top to distract, then getting after Holmes’ exposed tummy and ribs with 100% Danes behind the blows. Bell: Katie achy, sullen at the ropes—she’s not ready when Claire dives in from the side, depositing the cheapest of elbow tips deep to unsuspecting belly. Sobbing protest Holmes—butt back, arms hugging tummy—oh the preening self-satisfaction of Claire Danes.

R6: Katie flat footed, mouth breathing, but stubborn—she comes forward, pushing the jab, leaning into the right hand I hopes of checking Danes; chin. Claire purely defensive for the first two-thirds the round—slipping to the side, juke-stepping left and right to wrong-foot Katie—sliding in behind Holmes with that cheese-eating grin, holding Holmes around the belly for breaks, releasing with a cheeky buttocks slap. Final minute, Claire gets serious, making Katie miss, then chewing her up downstairs—glorious dip n’dig tearing up the belly—Holmes takes a groaning seat in the ropes. Late romp for Claire—Katie just turtling, letting Claire pelt away head and shoulders to the bell. Danes lathering up slick n’shiny with effort—high output for her tonight: she can’t wipe the smile off her face en route to corner.

R7: Holmes up, but grimacing, achy from her pulsing ribcage, legs looking heavy bas she plods out to work. Claire up tempo, bright-eyed—swivel-pivot too sophisticated for Holmes tonight—Katie’s missing and taking body shots as Danes goes to work. Raw accumulation finally proves too much—Holmes numb, staring sinks  slowly to all fours, sitting back on her haunches, hands at her hips, breathing hard through her mouth as Danes struts away all proud of herself, tremble-bodied 8, Katie—ON COMES CLAIRE! Danes a veteran, knows the ref’s taking a close look—she SHOWERS Katie a thrilling stream of lefts and rights, shelling a cowering Holmes at the ropes. Arm punches and shoe-shine, but Katie’s covering up and turning to the side, making it look like a deluge—ref has no choice but to step in and save Holmes from further shellack. Danes bounding away and squealing in exultation: TKO7 Claire Danes.

After: Danes slightly scuffed up from a dogged Holmes jab, but this was business as usual tonight. Claire going at Katie’s midriff all night long, owning every square inch of brunette rib and tummy. Holmes unable to be busy, or shorten up her strokes, connect percentage very low for long limbed brunette as Claire weaved and slipped at will. Danes removes her gloves, then it’s over to take a little something extra. Holmes stacked up all grumpy and sullen in her corner, Claire mounts her, poses. At one point, Danes takes Katie by the wrists, holding her hands up roughly—Holmes sobbing out in protest—Danes shouting into the crowd, nodding her head as she controls Katie, receives a torrent of boos from the Katie Faithful. WHAT TH’?!? Dushku and Mish, clapping, sauntering over in street clothes—EVERYONE TAKES A TURN! HISC girls just pigs at the trough, stuffing their egos at Katie’s expense, Dushku undoing Katie’s bun and fluffing her up, poses, holding Katie’s wrists up high—Mish poses—BOOOOO! BOOOO! HISC beauties just loving it on Holmes, taunting the crowd with their antics—FCBA hasn’t seen this kind of bullying since Doherty/Milano at their worst.

Reposted by Archer 12/13/09.