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18 January 2013 Taylor Cole vs Missy Peregrym

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Posted by simguy on January 18, 2013, 10:06 am

BEFORE: "I'll beat hell out of Missy Peregrym," self-proclaimed "Alpha Brunette" Cole promises in prefight. "Basically, I have no respect for any of these 'sporty' Biel-class lightweights. Yeah, they're fit and athletic, they've got speed...but things change. It ain't 2 years ago, it's right now, and right now, taller, stronger, harder-hitting girls like me are starting to dominate at light. I'll control her with my jab; hurt her with right hands, and clean her up to the body. I'm the prototype going forward; Missy's obsolete!"

"Taylor loves to bully other brunettes in her space," Missy shrugs, unperturbed. "Whatever...if anyone's obsolete, it's probably Tays, I mean - she cut her teeth on Jenny O'Dell! I've never been impressed by snark or tuff-girl smack: if Taylor thinks she can blow my doors off, let's see her do it. She can talk all big afterwards, if she's still awake."

Missy in white sport top; royal blue cheerleader spanky-bottoms; white boxing shoes/socks rolled down; white mitts; high pony with frisky-girl bangs framing cheeks. Taylor in black sport top; yellow sport-bikini bottoms; black boxing shoes/no socks; yellow mitts; long black hair straight/smoothed behind ears.

During R1: Hard hitting brunettes testing each other early: Missy via barrage of hooks to body/straight rights up top; Taylor jabbing face/roaming clockwise; dropping right hand bombs ticketed for chin. Midway through, Taylor steps into rugged-shoving left to pit of Missy's tummy; Peregrym banging back tidy right/left up top, landing to head. Bitter stalemate as classy brunettes light it up...down the stretch, it's Taylor taking over with that long stiff jab punch-startling Missy; slicing right locating Missy's chin; snapping left hook bouncing taut off Missy's tummy as Peregrym's forced to cover up late.

R2: Missy unhinging Taylor's knees early as Peregrym counters Cole's jab via banging hooks to chin. Missy's left elbow high as she's snapping her fist around, really turning over the punch, putting Taylor wobbly-butt. Cole hunching forward in tight defensive earmuff...Missy stepping weight forward to left leg, popping hips-right and RIPPING in left hooks to waist: Missy cutting her hooks palm-up under Cole's protective elbows. Taylor trying to punch-with over the balance of the round, but she's hurt in her body, not getting off strong: Missy beating Cole to punches, wobbling her in her stance, leaving her staring and confused at bell.

R3: Missy's found something she likes downstairs, digging hooks in off the front-foot like Oscar de La Hoya, as grimacing Cole stoops forward behind her mitts, sponging. Missy compact, busy - letting Taylor stumble forward under intense body-scrutiny - Peregrym walking taller girl into lefts and rights slotted thick and succulent to ribs/waist. Cole ashen faced late, but competing...she jabs Missy's face/plows right hands to Missy's jugs late as Peregrym looks to stand and bang to bell.

R4: Oh how Missy's digging in downstairs - reefing in hooks off the left plant-leg - ripping those left hands in behind or underneath Cole's elbows. Taylor gasping, cringing her way forward - she's trying to Missy's tits or chin via stubby little left uppercuts, keeping the right hand tight to cheek while delivering. Short right hand landing to Missy's face as Taylor slugs from the pocket, but Peregrym the busier girl, sidestepping for angles on either Cole flank, really beating the leather into rib cage through 4. Taylor feeling it - hands on hips, face strained on the walk back to corner. Missy upbeat, eyes sparkling as she's spanking the "Alpha Brunette" thus far.

R5: STIFF left hand jab-ejects Missy's mouthpiece early: Taylor pounding in the poke with her lips pursed, right hand cocked. Missy trying to receipt-hook: Taylor leans into the punch, blocks it on her left hand while digging tuff left hand flat to tummy. Missy grunting, face pinched: Taylor pushes her off with left elbow, then clouts those jugs a swatting right/left. Jab finds Missy's face flush as she's recovering from the rack-work: rifling right hand shaves in and down across chin, turning Missy's head/buckling her knees. Peregrym stepping in fence-post holes, hands drooping as she stoops forward: Peregrym picks Missy up the left uppercut to chin; pushes her off with left elbow...Peregrym just trying to find her feet here. Missy loading up righty as Taylor's bending in: DRIFTING right swivels Missy's head, locks up her legs as her torso pitches forward...she jacknifes face-first into canvas, hands trapped beneath her. KO5 Taylor Cole as she finds the sweet spot on Missy P.

After: Gloating look of supremacy from Taylor as she struts past Missy-wreckage...Peregrym belting out a methodical fight-winning program when Taylor lands a Mjolnir-esque thunderclap. "I'm best-in-show," Cole shrugs in postfight, neatly dismissing Missy's effective work tonight. "I'm the best brunette since prime Cat Bell, and even that version of Bell would've struggled to handle me. You fight me, you risk being ruined - simple as that. Missy's going to be a long time coming back from this hurt...if she ever does. Taylor Cole: rocking worlds one KO at a time!"