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26 December 2012 Katie Cassidy vs Troian Bellisario

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Posted by simguy on December 26, 2012, 11:47 am

Before: "There's a tendency to lump me in with Troi and all these other bimbos," Katie says in prefight, "but that's totally wrong. I'm the one serious actress on the CW; I'm the talent - plus you guys know who my father is, right? I'm like Hollywood royalty. I'm making it my mission to sort all these little tramps out: Nina D; Ashley Mads; Troian and her stupid little group - all of them need to bend the knee!"

Bellisario rolling her eyes at the nerve of Katie. "Hollywood royalty?" Troian snarks. "Katie's a CW lifer and that's all she'll ever be. And I'm sick of her calling me a bimbo, lumping ME in with all these other girls. I'm everything Katie claims she is, so I guess it's time to sort HER out. I'm the next Claire Freaking Danes guys: I don't have time for Katie Cassidy!"

Katie in yellow bikini; light brown hair in loose curls; small black gloves. Troian in black bikini with white waistband; small black gloves; hair in slick low ponytail.

During R1: Katie: left at hip; right at chin; left shoulder pointed at Troian. Troian: dukes at brows; weight forward on left (front) leg - right heel up off canvas. Up-jabs from Katie's hip spark off Troian's raised guard; Troian's chop-jab from her brow tries for cheek as Katie leans onto back (right) leg to create distance. Katie turning into the odd slinging right - looping it slightly around Troian's left wrist to clout jaw...Troian stumble-stepping to her right when smote, despite partially blocking these shots. Troian pawing the jab to set up a circular palm-down right in Katie's left-side lats, finished with a wide, swinging hook to breadbasket: Katie grunting/frowning at Troian's rangy body work. Katie breaks stalemate with a dip-and-dig left uppercut to breadbasket: Troian's face winces in pain as she's forced to back off - Katie walking her down all heheheh. Extra digging hooks to ribs/tummy win the round for Katie - Troian stooping forward to take body shots with her dukes at temples, lips grimacing.

R2: Troian doubling up the jab from her brow - first one misses as Katie leans onto back (right) leg; second one taps cheek "PIK!" Off the jab, Troian crouches torso-right, swinging the palm-down left into Katie's breadbasket, then twists torso-left to loop an overhand right to Katie's head. Cassidy spooked, punched out of her stance...takes her two minutes to stand her ground and jab Troian into a more defensive aspect. Final minute a chessmatch as girls stand stiff-legged, dukes at brows - each trying to poke a straight left or right through the other's rigid defence at bell.

R3: Katie loosening up - showing a supple up-jab off her hip - sometimes darting it for Troian's face; sometimes stooping to spear it to tummy; sometimes turning it over into a slapping hook while pivoting-left around the clout. Bellisario upright - dukes high/palms out...weight's on back (right) leg as Katie's got Troian a little confused. Cassidy turning into the odd slinging right - showing her power: Troian blocking these shots on raised forearms, but she's still knocked off her stance and disorganized. Down the stretch, Katie punctuates the round with a series of tapping, exploratory jabs against Troian's rigid, raised guard, all to set up a single, glorious, SPANKING straight right slanted to gut - pounding Troian's flat tummy and backing her up with a pained expression. Katie making dancing eye-contact at the bell: she really got her back into that right hand to Troian's slender midsection.

R4: Katie's up-jab vs Troian's drop-jab - girls rotating clockwise - Troian's weight forward on front (left) leg; Katie's weight on her back (right) leg as fighters fence for position. Minute mark, Troian leans in behind her questing double jab, PASTING a hard right cross to chin over Katie's low left...Cassidy's head does a snapping toggle and DOWN GOES KATIE! Katie spun to her right and dropped to all fours...had chin punch has her looking bleak and weepy. Katie up shaky, blinking away tears: after 8, Troian's got murderous eyes as she marches in to clean up! CLAMBAKE! Katie at the apron, hurting but stubborn; Troian stooping forward, hands at her thighs as she whirls lefts and rights to Katie's slender ribs! Katie grimacing, hard-pressed to her chassis, but she's lifting low-slung right uppercuts to Troian's midsection or tits - often capping things off with clever swipe-hooks across the chops. Troian's will against Katie's...Bellisario taking vicious licks, but staying on the body...she wants Katie's slim legs to give out! BELL: Troian lathering - Katie finding spots...ref jumps in as both girls are panting ruins through 4.

R5: Troian trying to consolidate the knockdown, pressing her rangy, low-slung attack to Katie's ribs: Cassidy roaming to her right, left hand dangling, fitting Troian for sneaky-screened right hands or limber-wicked rising left hooks amidships. Katie all supple-rangy - shifting weight to front (left) leg when she wants to dish licks; leaning onto back (right) leg when she's circling. Troian getting the worst of it - following Katie around, blundering into Katie's traps, cringing at the touch of Katie's thumping left in the body. Down the stretch, Katie leans in to drift a slinging right across Troian's chin, then finishes up via rangy right uppercut to gut, leaving Troi speechless and cramped at bell.

R6: Same again - Katie using that counter-clockwise sliding gait, turning Troian, luring her forward, then pasting her. Katie's dangling left hand a constant menace - she'll lift it into gangly up-jabs, slapping it backhand at Troi's face or breasts - or reach it in stiff to stamp Troi's tummy. Leaning onto back (right) leg, Katie swats check-hooks as Troian's trying to lean in - or if Troi's camping out behind her raised guard - Katie will lean in on front leg to hoist left hooks behind Troian's right elbow. And that coiled, rangy right - always cocked at Katie's chin: that's a slinging menace that occupies Troian's every thought, even when Katie's just feinting with it. Troi still getting to Katie's ribs and waist with rangy, circular rights and lefts, but Cassidy's building separation here, touching up her girl through 6.

R7: Katie touching and tapping, feinting and stepping...Troian's a confused beauty as she turns to her left, hands-high. Minute mark, Katie lifts left hand to midsection as bait: Troi's arms flinch down and BOOM! Katie drops the right hand she's been pining for! Snapping head-swivel Troian...trim legs spasm and stamp as she's rocked on the spot...Katie grinning as she resets her balance for a fresh attack. Cassidy stepping into Troian's midsection with rising, gutting lefts, then swinging the right hand wide to flank...Bellisario blubbering as she's beaten to ropes, covering up earmuff. Katie goes full-bully - pushing her left palm into Troian's guard to stabilize, then buggywhipping the right to body with sidearm delivery. Hateful stuff, but effective: Troian cringing at the touch, skidding to her right along ropes - all under Katie's harsh scrutiny. Bell to bell lashing for Troian: Katie patient, getting her back into body shots, paying Troian back in kind as both girls attempt to drain the other's legs through 7.

R8: With Troian hurting and leg-weary, Katie stands off brunette bow, electing to spend some quality time with Bellisario's patrician face. Katie lifting her left to her shoulder now, rifling the jab for Troi's mouth and cheekbones - punching at the prettiness to set up drifting, ringing right crosses. Troian in stupor, busting up under Katie's touch, but fighting back in kind...leads to upright, stiff-looking technique as girls rake each other's face via straight poking punches. Katie getting the better of it, but frowning: Troian's not breaking down as much as expected.

R9: Having punished the face, Katie returns to the body - popping hips-right and plowing the left hook to breadbasket, or dipping torso-left for angles in behind Troian's right elbow. Crippling stuff...Troi sobbing as she stoops forward, staggering out of orbit on trembling legs. Katie grimly walking Troi down: knock-jab to pate; wide, swinging right to flank; short, digging left hook dug deep to breadbasket as Katie straightens up/twists torso-right into the punch. Troian ashen-faced - eyes often shut tight, teeth gritting as she absorbs punishment, but slender legs won't go...she keeps her feet, tottering around the ring as Katie beats her without mercy thorugh 9.

R10: Tough lessons being learned by young Troian tonight: bridge out, engines seizing up, she bravely soldiers on as Katie applies the finishing touches. Cassidy smiling throughout: she's got Troi crippled...Katie staying on the body, paralyzing Troian, bunching her forward, then walking her down as Troi sputters away in body shock. Cassidy basically unopposed - twisting her lithe, broad-shouldered torso into swinging body-licks - her fists starting at her thighs, sweeping for Troian's vitals. Bellisario a cringing wreck, pitching forward, staggering all around, sliding along ropes...she's beaten without mercy, but won't give Katie satisfaction, choosing to suffer rather than quit. Cassidy pours it on with heartless gusto...finishing up with Troian helpless, seated in ropes, grunting as Katie deploys a series of cranking left uppercuts to body at bell. Katie lifts hands and struts as Troian slumps exhausted in ropes: UD10 Katie Cassidy.

After: Strong first half for Troian saw Katie down and hurting, but Cassidy rallies, puts it all together to hang another school-of-hard-knocks L on Troian Bellisario. "Nina Dobrev, and Troian Bellisario," Katie cackles in postfight. "Two peas in a bimbo-pod. I beat girls the way they should be beaten: comprehensively and decisively. Troian caught me a lucky shot and dropped me, but look what I did: got right back up and made her pay. That's the difference between me and girls like this: class and heart. You know what would be a great fight? Nina and Troian! They're as perfect for each other as they are outgunned against me!"