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21 June 2013 Jessica Pare vs Gretchen Mol

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Posted by simguy on June 21, 2013, 1:29 am

BEFORE: "I've totally learned my lesson," Pare says with chagrin following a bad beat at the hands of Elizabeth Mitchell. "I mistook Mitchell for a stepping stone and she...she beat me. I'm not making the same mistake with Mol. Yes, Gretchen's not a high profile FCBA threat, but I haven't earned the right to take her lightly. She's tall and strong - once she was touted as a "next Theron" type...she'll still have that pride in her, until I thrash it out of her!"

Gretchen's crystalline blue eyes glittering with bitterness and disappointment...how she'd love to pop young Jessica's bubble. "I see the push Pare's getting and it sickens me," Gretchen says, eyes angry even as her voice stays calm. "The attention goes away fast, let me tell you. She's had her one mis-step against Liz: stumbling against me will make her the next Beau Garrett, not the next Cat Bell. After I've beaten her, she might have one, maybe two more fights, and that'll be it. No one will remember the name Jessica Pare. I can't wait to set her on the road to obscurity!"

Mol in black lace push up; sturdy tuggable black bottoms with a bit of hip; black gloves; short blonde hair in soft curls. Pare in crimson lace push up, tuggable bottoms; black gloves; black hair in 60's mod bob.

During R1: Girls flat-footed midring, assuming strong gun-platform stances - right hands held up/palm out; left hands thrusting jabs tits and mouth. Patient, methodical stuff - fighters punishing one another's beautiful faces with stiff, spiteful left hands - slow-rotating clockwise around the work. Down the stretch, Pare takes the fight to Gretchen's waistline, falling in with loose-limbed, whacking rights and lefts: fighters embrace, gripping at each other's biceps inside. Pare the more active woman in the grasp - chopping short rights to chin inside, then tying up bicep again...Mol looking a little rattled at the bell.

R2: Gretch hands out a hard-nosed beating, bossing Pare around the ring. Measured, methodical stuff - the jab knocking back Jessica's face; thick body shots strapping Jessica's waistline; rough clinches pulling Pare off balance/walking her around. Mol earning warnings for holding and hitting/hitting behind the head with her right hand during clinches...Pare whining, stumbling around, allowing herself to be bullied. Bell: Mol's hardhearted gaze seeks out Pare's doe-eyes...blonde girl absolutely pitiless when it comes to well-financed up and comers with bright futures.

R3: Gretchen stepping to Jessica, hooking her breadbasket, hooking her breasts, trading stout right hands and getting the better of the exchange. Pare pouting, anxious - blonde girl walking her down, hitting her hard. Middle minute, Jessica stands her ground and competes...Mol encountering hot-tossing resistance as both girls whack each other rangy body shots; clobber each other about the ears. Nothing fancy - girls stepping in off the jab; shoveling right hands to trembling breadbaskets; hooking jug or chin...fierce, lanky, ham-handed walloping sending tremors down both pairs of legs. Down the stretch, Pare the more determined...it's Mol starting to shy away, trying to create a little distance: Jessica who wants to fight. Bell: first sign of doubt in Gretchen's eyes as Pare's all flaring nostrils and hot-cheeked. Brunette proves a competitor in a thumping third.

R4: Jess flashes smooth, long-armed handspeed - chopping a swift one-two past Mol's raised hands...blonde head jolted; blonde feet stutter-stepping on the spot...Gretchen's hurt and covering up. Pare siezing the moment, moving in off Mol's left hip to hook tummy from the angle with a lashing, palm-up delivery: Mol grunting, bunching forward in receipt. Jessica slopping right hands to ribs/lats, showing good weight of shot...blonde girl stumbling around, grouchy at the touch. Not much back from Mol - Pare able to lash the torso, walk her blonde down...Gretchen content to suffer/clinch for ref's breaks through 4.

R5; Jessica enjoying a classy round of professional prize-fighting: she's getting off while sullen Mol covers up and takes outside. Pare punching jabs into Gretchen's high earmuff front, keeping her defensive; strapping thick, whacking right/lefts to flanks/waist; leaning in on front (left) leg to really hoist in digging left hooks to breadbasket. Mol cringing, stooping forward, baby-stepping towards Pare: Jessica showing educated footwork in giving ground to create gaps, walking Mol into punishment. Turning the flanks, Pare's clobbering Mol about the head/shoulders...blonde covered up well, but buffetted and discouraged...Jessica flashes a confident smile at the bell.

R6: Jessica jabs her way in, nudging her head into Mol's raised guard while licking right uppercut to blonde tummy. Mol grunting in receipt, but answering: she clips Jess tidy right/lefts across the face, spooking young brunette. Women trade left uppercuts/crashing right hands out of mirror earmuff fronts: both trying to cover up quick after getting off. Down the stretch, Jessica shows shellacking authority to the waistline, painting Mol across her gut via rich, thick right/lefts...groaning blonde-girl retreats to ropes, forms pocket with earmuff front. Jess closes, weight on front (left) leg as she dips left shoulder/lifts cranking hooks up into breadbasket: blonde girl shuddering in receipt, legs shimmying in protest. Chopping right takes Mol behind left ear, buckling her knees; short left hook chops across her jugs; short right uppercut picks up chin and DOWN GOES MOL! Gretchen crashing straight down to knees/elbows, head bowed...she gets to haunches and hands and no farther at Pare records the KO6 stoppage!

After: Mol's eyes clear as she breathes through pursed lips on her haunches - veteran blonde obviously just letting the count pass her by rather than rising to accept more punishment at this point. Pare overjoyed - leaping into arms of her trainer; hugging and kissing her entourage...big monkey off her back as she answers the Mitchell loss with a similarly configured opponent. "I felt I could have gotten into Mitchell's body better," Pare gleams in postfight, "so I dedicated myself to wearing Mol out downstairs. Gretchen's strong like Liz, skilled...for the first few minutes I was like: 'whew, here we go again!' But I'm special. I'm not just another Beau Garrett, I'm going to beat good fighters when I'm through, and I started myself on the right track tonight. Beating Mol is a real confidence booster for me. She said some mean things about me, and I made her pay for it...that's what real fighters do!"