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19 July 2013 Shay Mitchell vs Jennifer Ellison

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Posted by simguy on July 19, 2013, 9:07 am

BEFORE: "I feel this girl's not in my league," newly-respectable Jen Ellison says in prefight. "I'm a UK Pool-Party and Resort champion! I've beaten Britney Spears - BRITNEY. SPEARS. Shay's never been in with anything like Spears. I've hit bigger girls and knocked them down, I mean - I've got power Shay Mitchell can't even dream of, yeah? She's pretty and all, but I'm sorry - it takes so much more than that to hang with the likes of Jen Ellison."

Mitchell frowny-pouting up a storm in prefight - determined not to be podium-bullied by a confident blonde. "We know that Jennifer does hit hard," Shay concedes, "but not half so hard as she THINKS she does. I don't believe in 'big-jug' power, I mean - if that were real, Jen would be champion, but she's not. She's just a busty seat seller who gets beat by good fighters. Yes, she claimed Britney, but Spears has like a hundred fights - obviously she's not going to be up for every single one of them. Jen was just lucky enough to be in the other corner the night Britney decided to mail it in. Whatever - I'm better than this girl; I'll punch with her when I have to; dominate her with my boxing, and; I'll win any which way I can."

Shay in bubblegum pink bandeau bikini with ruffled top and ruffled hip-sides; hot pink gloves; long black hair in soft, glossy curls. Jen in titanic black scoop front bikini with small white polka-dots; white gloves; long blonde hair straight.

During R1: Shay trying to lean into stiff one-twos up the middle: Jen looping overhand rights to head, or bobbing in with a whirling hook ticketed for temple as girls look to slug for ring-dominance. Sloppy first minute as girls stumble out of their stances, over-committing on shots, but by second minute, Shay's got herself under control. Brunette pounding at her blonde, landing straight lefts and rights in tightly grouped tandems...Jenny getting her face punched back, wobbles out of orbit suddenly stricken! Shay's eyes merciless as she gets after Jen - leggy brunette in wide stance, jab-jabbing Jenny's face, leaning into short, drifting right hands and BLONDE GIRL DOWN! Ellison punched to her buns-and-elbows by Shay's no-nonsense power...Mitchell with smoldering eye-contact before she bats mitts together, struts to neutral corner. Jen beats the count blinking, assures ref she's ready to go, then COMES OFF THE ROPES STRONG! Shay expecting to step in and clean up...she encounters big-swinging blonde-girl power - Ellison HURLING overhand rights/lusty swinging lefts as she dips and twists into her delivery. Mitchell denied - knocked back on her heels by free-swinging clout...defiant British girl refusing to be closed out in the first.

R2: Jen continues to discourage Shay with aggression - blonde girl leaping up out of crouches with wide left hooks, looping righty over the top. Shay wide-eyed, spooked...she's catching the odd clout upon her head, sending her stumbling about - brunette unwilling to stand and trade with fearless blonde. When Mitchell strays too close to ropes in high earmuff, Jen bends her knees, gets good stroke on Shay's midsection right/left - really bouncing thick shots off firm Mitchell paunch. After scoring to belly, Jen will hesitate, wait for Shay to answer, then time her for clubbing rights up top...blonde girl scoring several bashing headshots as a result of her cleverness. Shay belted about, but strong legs holding her up...Mitchell back to her corner with a frazzled expression, telling her trainer: "She's hitting really hard."

Trainer: "Shay - you put her down last round. She's telling her guys how hard YOU hit!"

R3: Glorious two way slugging from two of the hottest bantams in game. Starts orderly enough - Shay trying to rail Jen one-twos from outside...as fighters drift closer; as Jen's sloppy-slugging lefts and rights start clouting Shay off balance, fight turns into a belting, lust-for-life slugfest. Jen snarling, pitching from her hips - great jugs a-sloshing side to side as she clouts her girl wide wallops upside the head. Mitchell occasionally overwhelmed, stumbling into ropes in panicky earmuff, but then she'll rally, feed Jen jolting, straight, short right hands - punches that land with concussive force on Jen's face, or plow meatily at her rack. Crowd delirious...Shay just dropping her left hand like she doesn't need it any more, putting her back into sledgehammer short-rights; Jen swinging away wide and wild hip-to-head on taller girl. Bell: both beauties all chests heaving, eyes blazing, hair strewn across hot-cheeked faces...Shay's managed to hammer out a little respect, getting "atta-girls" in her corner.

R4: Shay's confidence growing. She's stepping to Jen with the jab, punching into Ellison's face, knocking the head back, disrupting blonde balance, then leaning into crashing right hands. Jen taking Shay's power, but unable to stand ground...blonde girl slugged out of her stance, sent baby-stepping to her right, or backpedalling into ropes. Jen not effective backing up - forming earmuff guards, waiting her turn...meanwhile Shay's belting away to glory. Punching practice for a tall, strong brunette - Shay really laying right hand wallop in above Jen's left hip when Ellison's moping behind her mitts. Shay's left hand more of a range-finder once she's slugging - pawing at Jen's guard; pushing Jen into ropes. Brunette's golden-brown back slicking up with sweat as she bends to her task...Shay grunting as she delivers righty...Ellison shuddering on the receiving end, looking shook up at bell.

R5: Jen shaking off the shock, going right at Shay midring as Mitchell's walking in all big-girl...Shay slugged onto her heels as Ellison won't stay docile! Blonde girl a little badger in there - teeth bared; pitching from either hip...even the heroic misses have Shay spooked/backing up. Mitchell swept to ropes, face-in-gloves...bad practice for Shay as she needs to punch-with and get Jen off her. Ellison crowding close - head pressing Shay's raised guard; mitts whirling to belly/hips/lats - Jen just beating at all things Shay. Mitchell whining in distress, reaching to tie up around blonde head-and-shoulders...Ellison palming Shay's hips, pushing her into ropes, plugging the tummy hup-hup-hup in the grasp until ref's breaks. Great sloppy boxing keeps Shay ropebound, has her hurt in spots, but most importantly wipes away Shay's confidence like a shamwow on spilled milk...Mitchell trembling, wide-eyed during the break, forcing her trainer back into psychologist mode.

R6: Jen's aggression her greatest strength/biggest weakness...she hurls herself at Shay again, but sloppiness getting the better of blonde, leading to staggering clinches. Girls squealing, locked in tummy to tummy, tumbling along ropes...one vixen hugging the other about her lower back, the other pushing hands on the first's face, bending her into ropes - ref constantly pressed into action. Lots of picturesque snarling and disheveled hair - fun to watch girls throw themselves at one another and tumble about, but there's not a lot of clean hitting in a messy 6th.

R7: The exuberance of Jen Ellison. Blonde girl slugging her way forward, missing wide haymakers, but spooking Mitchell upward/backward in the attempt...Shay backing straight up when a shaving right across her lips sets up a jumped-in hook across her temple, sending her reeling into ropes. Shay's knees buckle - she's distraught: lovely brunette covering up face-in-gloves, sagging into ropes as composure abandons her. ON COMES JENNIFER! Ellison hopping in all jugs a-jumpin', happy to belt away right/left/right at Shay's waist, then clobber her about her head and shoulders. Jen bouncing mitts off Shay, but getting too excited...blonde girl falls-in, gets tied up as whimpering Shay tries to stem the tide. Ellison's legs working hard to keep Mitchell pinned down in the grasp - sloppy, sweaty work as Mitchell does all she can to glom on, forcing ref to physically get in there and push grappling brawlers apart. Round for Jen, but it could have been bigger...blonde girl winds up smothering a lot of her own work once she had Shay hurt.

BREAK: Shay miserable on her stool, eyes shiny with standing tears...trainer says: "Just let your hands go..."

Shay: "She's too...she's hitting so hard..."

Trainer: "Shay, you've got inches and pounds on her. Release the beast baby - RELEASE THE BEAST!"

R8: Shay trying to compete, but it's all Jen...smaller blonde the more violent, willful in action, constantly milling away at Shay, careless of danger. Mitchell fighting off her back (right) foot - pushing at Jen's face or shoulder, trying to create punching-space...Ellison's there for straight right hands if only Shay could get set! Jen stampeding Shay to ropes and corners; beating hips/belly/ribs; trying to noggin via wide-walloping haymakers. Mitchell doing a good job blocking the homerun swings up top, but the constant press of Ellison once again discouraging to the Prettiest Little Puncher...Shay just having trouble fighting big through 8.

R9: Same again - Shay in spots, pushing Jen off and feeding her right hands; Jen pushing the pace, pouring herself at her girl, always threatening with rowdy power. Jen showing the form that's the scourge of British pool-parties - hands pushing on Shay's guard to stack brunette ropeside; free-swinging wallops administered to Shay's hips and flanks, causing Shay to turn her right shoulder into ropes. When Mitchell presents left flank like this, it's a green light for Jen: Ellison slugging to her heart's content - left hands sorting Shay's tummy or trying to squirt through the facial guard; right hands taking Shay in the back or buns. Mitchell sponging it up well - good sized bantie absorbing tremendous punishment, but it's not her very best plan of action. Bell: Shay in tears again, SO disappointed...she's lost a lot of minutes since putting Jen down in the first.

R10: Suddenly...Shay's angry! What was the switch? Shay snarling, slugging-with - both girls clobbering one another out of organized stances, leading to sloppy-slugging free-for-all. Fighters wrapping errant punches around opponent's head, dragging her off balance...leads to cheap holding and hitting and ref's warnings for both girls. Midway through, Jen opens up for an awesome right hand, but Shay steps into a shorter left hook, turning her shoulder into it, tugging Jen's exposed chin and BLONDE GIRL DOWN! Ellison blown to her back, picking her head up off canvas all blinking and woozy...she's hurt, rickety getting up for her 8! ON COMES SHAY! Mitchell baring her teeth, pancaking blonde-girl into ropes to jostle - pushing off - left hand gripping at Jen's right shoulder while right hand PLOWS blonde belly! Jen: "UH-H!" cramping up in shock as Shay pumps tummy, then Mitchell's ragdolling Ellison in ropes, squaring away and GOING RACK LIKE A CHAMP! Shay: lips pursed; eyes wide; shoulders rolling into short left/right side-to-side hup-hup...Mitchell slugging with a thumbside-up delivery, belting away to glory on Jennifer's stupendous jugs! ELLISON'S HURRRRT! Jen's head lolls back, face stricken...she spits her mouthpiece, hands dropping as she sags to a seat in ropes and THE REF STEPS IN! Shay polishing off jug with a couple of extra insurance punches, then SHE bursts into tears the TKO 10 victrix!

After: Ellison jug-mugged into submission in the final minute of a fight she was winning going into the 10th...mercurial Shay shows the best and worst of herself in a roller-coaster performance. "My trainers are always trying to get me to be more aggressive," Shay says sheepishly in postfight. "I'm big and strong for bantamweight - I should be hurting girls and knocking them out, but sometimes...sometimes I just don't get off like I should. It's weird...I knew I was better than Jen, but SHE fights like a lioness, I mean - it's SCARY when she's hurtling forward and wailing her shots at you. It was unnerving and I kind of went into a shell, but I also always knew that I could hurt her if I put hands on her. Bottom line is, I know how perfect my look is for this sport - I know there's huge opportunities for pretty-blonde-girl takedowns for me...I just want to be worthy of the matchups when they get made!"