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11 May 2013 Title Ch Kristen Bell vs Natalie Portman

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UNIFIED FLYWEIGHT TITLE

Posted by simguy on May 11, 2013, 9:48 am

BEFORE: "It was a heartwarming story at the start," Natalie nods in prefight, "Career-Underachiever-Finally-Delivers...but enough's enough. Kristen Bell holds HISC property, and when the boys in the boardroom send me in, you KNOW they're serious. Bell can go easy or hard, but I'm not leaving that ring without those belts!"

Kris glowing as champion - she's all snarky blonde swagger in rebuttal. "Nat's just butt-hurt," Kris shrugs. "She sees how I'm ruling with an iron fist, and it threatens her. Add to that, with Veronica Mars coming out, I'm going to be the biggest star in Hollywood again, and there's nothing Natalie can do. She's on the sidelines, watching helplessly as my power grows and grows. So yes, we've got a few weeks left of Nat Portman whining, guys - but I promise: when I finish her, even SHE's going to understand how things have changed!"

Nat in navy bandeau bikini with sturdy boy-leg bottoms; slick battle braid; small pink mitts. Kris in baby blue bikini; small white mitts; high pony with world's friskiest beach bangs.

During R1: Nat shooting-in MMA style to tackle Bell into ropes...brunette comes up slugging right hands to blonde midsection - Nat's left arm threaded in under Krissy's right as Bell's buns jump up into ropes. Kris clinches for ref's break, but pressure continues: Natalie hurling an overhand right; leaping into hooks...uncharacteristic wildness scouring a spooked, startled KBell along ropes. Midway through, Natalie stitching in and out - the stiff jab a prelude to swirling flurries...Kristen battered about head/chest/lats in spurts as she defends-pocket at the apron. Withering, hard-eyed, uncompromising stuff from Natalie...she's a woman on a mission, blowing the champ's doors off, hurting Bell repeatedly, shutting her out with a blistering onslaught through 1!

R2: Bell wide-awake now - she doubles up her jab in Natalie's nuggets, trying to renegotiate terms. Portman refusing to blink, jabbing stiffly back in kind, then trading vicious combinations as girls close. Midway through, Portman kissing rights and lefts off KBell's chin, buckling strong blonde legs...Bell backs away all wobbly-butt, walked down by Natalie in li'l-bully mode. Ropes: Natalie palming Krissy's shoulders to set; flashing a short right across startled blonde chin; hook-hooking blonde ribs; pushing-up with extended left elbow as Krissy's cringing forward in earmuff. That's the way of it - Bell cowering hurt behind mitts: Natalie propping with the left elbow, bouncing wicked mitts off the torso/guard to bell. Natalie stomping back to corner all angry-butt and frowning...she's taking it to Krissy through 2.

R3: Once again Bell tries to get her way - diligently shoving her left hand at Natalie's nuggets: brunette won't give. Series of withering exchanges sees both girls get off hot - each pasting the other with small-mitt pik-pak, but it's Natalie's fists carrying the day. Bell wobbling out of orbit after intense exchanges have her frazzled...she's trying to angle-out to her right, but Nat hops-with, swings a fat hook wide to chin and BLONDE GIRL DOWN! Bell smote hard upon her face from awkward angle - dropped to her buns near ropes...champ up for a sniveling 8, starting to look ass-kicked. ON COMES NATALIE! Not satisfied with the good work done thus far, Portman piles on - digging a hup-hup barrage to tummy, sitting Krissy in ropes, then wailing away torso/head. Portman practically frothing at the mouth - buns ringing as she whirls the mitts in tight chops and hacks, bitterly working hated Krissy over. Bell's defences shredded - hard body and face connects have her ragged and drowsy...she's tying up for ref's breaks, but Portman won't be denied: brunette pressurizes her blonde to the bell with sustained fury one wouldn't normally associate with a measured Nat Portman assault.

Hayden tweets: "Whew - Nat's taking it to Krissy! #PortmanBell"

R4: Even more Portman! Kristen tentative, busting up, trying to jab Natalie off, but Portman's just lunging in hot off a single stiff jab of her own, looking to land power. Bell swept to ropes, groaning in pain as Natalie straps the waistline left/right...brunette lays in pate to pate, palming Bell's hips to push her butt-in-ropes, then getting to work. Girls bumpin' and scrubbing, forehead to forehead - each snatching at the other's belly/breasts/flanks, then looking for chippy little chin-seeking uppercuts in tight. Bell trying to slap Nat behind an elbow to spin-off the ropes, but Portman not having it: veteran brunette able to crowd blonde girl tummy-to-tummy against ropes, keeping her pinned, maintain the pate-on-pate pressure and make it all about heart and work-rate inside. Pays off late for Natalie...Portman just systematically at Bell, outworking her, discouraging her and BLONDE GIRL TAKES A KNEE! Kristen blinking away tears as she goes to right knee...Natalie seething down until ref pushes her back...through 4 rounds it's the best, most dominant Natalie Portman anyone's ever seen.

Kreuk tweets: "Ease up Nat! Leave some for the rest of us!! #BellPortman."

R5: Natalie jabbing Krissy to ropes, punching right hand to tummy as blonde girl forms tight earmuff. Portman staying on the hips and flanks with slap-cuff left/rights; pushing in with left shoulder/extended left elbow; scraping right uppercuts in close. Bell battered in the pocket, keeping elbows in, bobbing wearily on the spot...Kristen's body decorated with bright pink glove-tracks as Natalie has her way. Down the stretch, ref's break separates girls...Bell roams to her left all blinking and uncertain as Natalie wades confidently in. PORTMAN GOES DOWN! Classic bait-and-switch timing hook from Krissy - blonde girl very compact, right hand at cheek as she walks Nat in, then crams a compact left to chin, catching Portman just-so, dropping her to right hip and hand. Trembling 8, Nattie P: she's hurt; Bell stabilizes her front and it's Kristen showing angry, hungry eyes at bell.

R6: Bitter attrition inside as classy fighters elect to scrape-pate and snatch away brisk. Kristen flashing swift right/lefts across Nat's nuggets, intent on breaking Portman's fighting spirit. Portman pump-a-chugging left/right hup-hup bursts to tummy - finishing up left hooks on jugs or chin. Krissy fitting Natalie for wicked little right uppercuts - the punches following through tight to Krissy's left shoulder following chipping contact on Natalie's chin. Portman using a similar right uppercut, picking Krissy's head up at intervals. Withering back and forth sees girls tear systematically, grimly at one another: Natalie a little busier, a little more insistent, a little more likely to step forward rather than back in the exchanges. Bell: both girls hollow-eyed, open-mouthed en route to respective corners...savage pace starting to take it's toll through 6.

R7: Bell jabbing from a flat-footed stance; bobbing; straightening up to clinch for ref's-break midring. Same again, and again - Krissy walking Portman into catch-and-release tie-ups, slowing the action. Minute mark - Bell sliding back off her jab, bobbing as Natalie comes forward and PORTMAN GOES DOWN! Glorious short-hook counter catches Nat walking in...Bell getting it from her crouch, straightening up into Nat's chin, sending Portman sputtering to mat. Natalie beats count shabby, Krissy wades in and brutal blonde payback commences. Bell pate-to-pate, palming Nat's hips to prep, then working the body/breasts. Snapping left hooks/scraping left uppercuts/shoving rights...Bell really punishing Nat's toned midsection, sapping brunette will. Natalie just sick about it, but she can't get out of there: blonde girl reaching under brunette arms to stack and restrain, preventing Natalie's escape attempts. At one point, Portman stoopid with hurt - she sleep-walks past Krissy's left shoulder, hoping to just wander away from conflict! Bell reaches left hand back, small glove securing back of Natalie's waistband and sling-dragging her back into ropes for more punishment! Constant, systematic abuse...Natalie sleepy, right hand at left cheek/left across gut as she lolls forward butt-in-ropes: Krissy in close, strong little back all hunched forward, curvy buns jostling as she maintains dominant position. Bell: Kristen pushes up off Natalie with disgust...Portman slumping against ropes with bytchy-resentment face.

R8: Natalie the weaker woman now, the desperate woman...she reaches to clinch, but Bell jabs-jugs to reject, pivoting left, maintaining distance. Minute mark: flashing overhand right sparks Natalie's chin, putting her wobbly butt...Portman whipsawing on the spot, blinking and hurt...Krissy sets, hops in close, jamming that short left hook to chin and PORTMAN'S ON HER BACK! Natalie blubbering, momentarily out, head lolling side to side, then she rolls over left shoulder, rump-high as she bases on her face-and-knees. Nat beats the count, but she's a hot mess...Bell wades in all crystalline eyes as poor Portman covers up butt-in-ropes. Oh. The. Beating. Krissy on Nat - blonde girl the boss...it's Bell SCOURING Portman, beating her hip to head in a bid to stop the fight. Poor Natalie! Nat whining, stooping forward on the take; laying back in anguish; groping to clinch. Kristen momentarily stymied with Nat draping off blonde neck, but blonde girl keeping brunette pinned down, never letting clever Natalie spin-out. Bell: Kristen pushing off Portman, stomping angry-butt back to corner...Natalie all scuffed and busted up, hugging a throbbing ribcage en route to corner.

R9: CLAMBAKE! Exhausted li'l battlers gamble for the win midring - swinging and falling-in; holding and hitting in the grasp; stumbling about in one another's arms. Bell wins a bark of pain from Natalie lips as blonde girl switches her mitts right/left across Nat's nuggets...moments later it's Portman gut-slugging Krissy right hands while bundling blonde-girl into ropes. Midway through, Bell wading forward, both girls pasting bitter rights and lefts and BLONDE GIRL DOWN! Bell nosing into canvas rump-high/face-down, momentarily spellbound as Natalie finds chin...Portman staggering away in tears, frustrated because she's lost and can't find neutral corner. BELL BEATS THE COUNT! Krissy all heartbroken and ruined; Portman shabby...Natalie pushes in pate-to-pate and girls dig mindlessly at one another's ribcages - punching and scrubbing until ref pulls Natalie away at the bell. Corner scenes during the break reveal exhausted, quivering bodies; heads tilted back, throats bared; faces pinched, eyes shut tight; bodies drenched in sweat; muscles twitching with quit-spasms.

'Nessa tweets: "Would luv to jump in there and clean up right now! #BellPortman #ConquerorofMishy"

R10: Boxing Nat shows up! Girls ragged, mouthbreathing, flat-footed...Natalie right right hand at her cheek as she's pivoting to her left, twitch-feinting, then bringing the left jab "PAK!" to Krissy's face. Bell heartbroken, staring into poke...Natalie's working on her eyes and there's nothing exhausted Krissy can do about it! Shabby-steppin' but methodical circles traced out by Nat...she controls the champ with that stiff left hand, punishing Kristen, stinging her, patiently chipping at her. Bell attempting to counter but the timing's not there...leads to panting clinches/staggering reels until ref can pull 'em apart. Goes to cards: comes back close for the winner and NEW flyweight champ - Natalie Portman!

AFter: Emotional moment for Portman as she has a little shuddering breakdown when her hand is raised; similar release for Bell as her dreams are shattered by a hated rival. What a fight for Natalie: classy boxer turns slugger much of the night to take through force what might not have been won through guile alone. "I turned bully tonight," Natalie confirms, her own face tragically touched up by Krissy's stiff resistance on the night. "We just felt that Kristen's been boxing with a lot of confidence, and she's been very comfortable out of her base stance...we wanted to shake her up, offset her balance, make her fight hurt. I've got more heart than Krissy, so I made the fight be about desire and emotional commitment. She couldn't match up. In the end, she came up short woman to woman, and that makes this one of the most satisfying wins of my whole career!"