Posted by Simguy on 9/9/2004, 6:36 pm.

Before: Well made bout--Ricci’s been in and out of FCBA rings for years, but hasn’t really had the rounds you would expect--she’s basically milked the Williams KO for all it’s worth, Scrappy Amy D hungry for rounds and she should get an honest go--nothing fancy or cute about Ricci’s game--she’ll step-to Amy and find out what she’s all about. Amy D in green bra and panties, white lace trim, curly ponytail--Ricci in black hair, tawdry pink t-shirt w/ baby doll sleeves, twist tied up under the breasts, smutty pink cotton trunks, white waistband.

During R1: If you like bouncy little honeys trading thump, jiggling into each other, bumping off--you’re loving this action. Neither girl too concerned about her chin--both swinging away righty, looking to come-back a looping left--each brawling her way off balance, then jumping back in. Crashing give and take spills to the ropes where girls tend to hunker down mouth on shoulder and shortening up--some decent, compact in-fighting sees both girls pack tummy and jug with stuffing leather in between ref’s breaks, Non-stop, occasionally sloppy, but always entertaining slugging leans a little Davidson’s way as Ricci has trouble standing her ground.

R2: Ricci straightening out the right hand a little, pounding it off Amy’s face flush--redhead often pre-empted, squinting with a spanked expression into the impact as her own right hand misses. Idea still the same--wing on the outside, hope to land hard, then jiggle in close and outwork the opposition. Heads targeted in the ballistic free-for-all midring: tummies and tit’s the choice when bodies struggle in close at the ropes. Ricci getting the better of it inside and out--round finishes up with her helping herself to Amy’s bra with meanspirited pumping rights. Punching after the bell? Definitely.

R3: Heartpounding action continues--pint-sized jigglers swinging lusty, staggering around with over-swings, piling into each other and muscling rhe opponent strong to the ropes. Ricci found a serviceable right to the face last round--Amy takes it away with a rigid forward guard, then bumps her forearms into Chris to drive her ropeside. Chugging lefts and rights have Ricci wincing, reaching up high on Amy to tie her up. Davidson with her right cheek on Ricci’s right shoulder, hands just pumping away mindlessly to the offending belly at the bell. Ref tugs ‘em apart: heaving racks, flashing neyes--girls bringing out the best in one another through 3.

R4: Corners basically sitting back and letting ‘em go--neither girl listening to instructions--they wade in heads up high, lips snarling, trying to be the first to land the right hand. Davidson getting the better of spirited swinging midring--bouncing both a right cross and a pulling hook off Ricci’s face and putting brunette on her heels with a blasted expression, Chris trying to slug for respect, but Amy’s beating her to punches--a series of left-on-right, right-on-left simultaneous blows goes Amy’s way as Ricci is driven ropeside and appears rattled. First girl to cover up and soak is Ricci: she’s morose, sitting on the ropes as Davidson PUMPS away midriff. Amy loving it, leaning in close, driving in and out with both dukes, curvy backside a-jiggle with kinetic energy as she exploits Chrissy’s tender middle. Davidson never hears the bell--Ricci sobbing in outrage as the ref takes a hand.

R5: Davidson pounds her third straight out of Ricci--emphasis on the word “pound”. Neither girl jabbing or tentative with the power shots--both are throwing themselves into sock, both taking bashing blows upside the head, on the face, square to knockers, each staggering around in a tight circle eager to answer. Davidson just too busy--she’s beating Ricci to p0unches and Chris unable to recover once she’s backpedaling or off balance: little redhead stampedes her to ropes to clean up. Pumping, chugging body work from Davidson, laying her head in there and drumming Ricci into sullen resignation at the bell. Amy bright-eyed, loving it--Chris competitive, but getting the worst of the non-stop bludgeoning.

R6: Davidson posts a CLEAR one-sided round, charging Ricci in her corner, tackle-stacking her up and pumping up the volume from the get-go. Poor Chris falling apart, crossing her arms, even turning her flank so much that Amy can’t help but pound back and rump with swinging blind fury. Davidson slugging until she loses rhythm or falls back in, then palming and shoving to reset--Chrissy can’t get out of there and she’s not answering back. Savage cudgeling goes on and on--Ricci suffering, but bearing up well until a tidy left uppercut finds her chin and sprawls her senseless against the ropes. Amy yelping in delight--Ricci defenseless, hands out wide--Davidson slams away rhythmic lefts and rights to the head at the bell. Ricci’s nose bloodied, eyes staring, glassy--Amy D back to her corner wide-eyed with glee: she’s learning what it feels like to take what sh3e wants in that ring.

R7: TRADING! Davidson anxious to clean up, catches a left on her chin that wrong-foots her--Ricci able to jam a stubby right to the jaw and DAVISON GOES DOWN! Amy dropped awkwardly, propped in her elbows and shaking her head--just like that, fight turns on a dime. Ricci smoldering with satisfaction, fuming in the neutral corner as Amy takes 8, then Ricci waltzes in, fists at her hips. BRAWL! Ricci trying to close it out, but Amy’s still punching--Davidson dukes it up at her cheeks, slugging righty/lefty in tight, torso-twitching side to side action--Chris is rejected. Fight staggers back to midring--Christina beaten to punches, denied the joy of halting hurt prey00Amy D proving resilient off as near-fatal mistake.

R8: Ricci lands the stubby right hand again, reloads and wedges it between Amy’s mitts to bang back head AGAIN--Davidson backpedaling, looking rocked, Chris gets a little bullying done this round--placing the right to the body as well as the face, riding her left around Amy’s shoulders and plugging righty to Davidson’s rack. Good mauling stuff at the ropes, Ricci introducing Amy to the Wrap and working her over fairly consistently. Davidson lumping upm nicely, dropping her back to back rounds to Christina.

R9: Make it 3. Ricci steadily slugging,l ealking Amy down, backing her to the ropes. Fatigue making better, more professional fighters out of these two--Ricci crowding, grinding with head and guard to smear Amy to one side, then tucking in short punches, no backswing, Davidson doing the same, slugging while leaning in, all back and legs on her shots, cramming and wedging in leather to Ricci’s cuddly belly, full jugs, squeezing tight shots onto the ears. Pace has slowed, but girls are thinking more in there, getting better leverage overall, Ricci doing a nice job of keeping a body on Davidson, pinning red to the ropes bell to bell.

R10: Gut check time Davidson--Ricci’s overhauling her a bit--time to stop the bleeding. Amy fighting and winning a crucial early exchange rights with Ricci midring and refusing to be backed up. Girls rotate in fits and starts counterclockwise, laying in with each other keeping the 0unches short--Amy learning from Ricci how to use her head in there, bump with her shoulders, fill any available vacancy downstairs with sudden leather. Ricci not to be outdone--she’s punching hard to the body, tucking home thudding right hands--Davidson soaking ‘em up, but refusing to give Chris any satisfaction. Tidy grind through 2 minutes--who wants it more? Its Amy finally putting bump, punch, and step together to begin the agonizing task of backing Ricci to the ropes. Once there it’s all Amy tidying up brisk: left hand at her stomach, right hand stacked on top--Li’l Red just jerking side to side, belting Ricci’s shoulders and skull tangy lefts and rights as Chris covers up sullen, Bell sounds. Amy keeps bashing until ref physically tugs her off. Comes back one point duke--Amy Davidson!

After: Amy jumping for joy--hard, hard dime in the trenches won by redhead grit and determination--plenty to work on, but the heart can’t be questioned. Ricci stone-faced as gloves are removed--late rally made it tense, as did the knockdown and some fine stubbuy right hands which really rocked Davidson: heartbreak apparent as Ricci gets used. Amy gracious in victory, looking to shake hands and congratulate Christina--gesture is spurned as Ricci shoves Amy hard in the chest--two nearly come to blows barehanded as tempers flare/officials scramble.

Reposted by Archer 12/10./12.