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7 September 2012 Julianne Hough vs Kelly Carlson

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Posted by simguy on September 7, 2012, 9:24 am

BEFORE: "I love that she's trying me again," Julianne smiles in prefight. "Shows real spirit...and it gives me a chance to really put my foot on her throat when I double up! It's a shame about Carlson...she's getting so old now, and she never really had that good strong push in her prime. Now she's just...desperate."

Hough livid at Julianne's razor-sharp podium assault. "Hough's a pampered little witch who may have gotten by me once, but that's never going to happen again. One thing we both learned last time: I'm stronger. THIS time we're going to find out I'm better. And maybe we'll see a little desperation from Julianne when I'm going to her body non-stop!"

Kelly with curly black hair damp, arranged in battle bun; black bikini with single red rose on right cup; small black gloves. Julianne in fuscia bikini; small black gloves; wavy blonde hair damp, back in battle bun.

During R1: Julianne working behind the jab/poking tentative right hand chasers...Kelly frowning, bending a bit to her right, looking to quick-hook Juli's mouth in receipt. Stepping rotation counter-clockwise - girls keeping their distance/being tactical. Midway through, Hough pounces: chopping right hand finds cheek; limber left hook clouts mouth as Kelly's toppling backward...CARLSON'S DOWN! Kelly scrambling up quick, chest heaving with embarrassment...Julianne smiling confidently, preening in neutral corner. After 8, Hough attacks Kelly at ropes...both girls whirling flurries - Kelly getting face-pasted in the exchanges...she wilts under assault, sitting butt-in-ropes, forming high crossed-arm with back of right hand at left temple/left tucked up into right armpit, suffering as Julianne lathers the flanks licking lefts and rights to bell.

R2: Kelly deeply discouraged, battling her emotions...once again, frisky Hough one-twos have Carlson shying away to her right, tossing out a don't-hurt-me hook. Juli gets the timing down, pouncing in after about a minute of tactical negotiation midring: chopping lead right hand finds Kelly's left cheek, unhinging her knees. Carlson sputtering on the spot, panicked: Julianne's limber left hooks Kelly across the mouth, turning her head hard to port, sending her reeling backwards to ropes. Juli grinning, hopping-to...she snaps a snatching left off Kelly's tummy; drops the right hand onto Kelly's jaw, draping Carlson spellbound in ropes. Julianne lets her hands go - withering limber-limbed lather pelting away on poor Kelly...Carlson forms the high crossed-arm again, sagging into ropes and REF JUMPS IN! Carlson bleating in protest at the quick whistle as Julianne leaps away the TKO2 victrix.

After: Carlson in tears in the aftermath, trying to push her way past the official to get at Julianne...Hough laughing, heartlessly taunting Kelly with malicious gloating. Certainly appears Carlson could have continued, but clever Julianne knowing just how to exploit circumstances with those quick mitts of hers. "Whatever - she was out on her feet," Hough shrugs in dismissal at the notion that Kelly was still effective at time of stoppage. "She wasn't punching! You can't win if you don't punch, and meanwhile, I was tearing it up on the chick. I'm too fast for Kelly, or anyone at 110, and there are a lot of bantams I'd happily take down as well. You're looking at the future flyweight champ of the world guys, and I'm young: Julianne Hough is going to rule for a long, long time!"