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19 July 2013 Catherine Bell vs Rebecca Romijn

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Posted by simguy on July 19, 2013, 9:23 am

BEFORE: Cracks in the Crusade front starting to widen - Becky and Cat only the latest pairing to emerge from what had been a united wall at the start. Theron not the only one hating on Cat these days...Becky's furious with the raven-haired temptress. "Screw the so-called 'betrayal' of Charlize," Rebecca scowls at podium, "I'M the injured party here! I'M the one who reduced Theron, but Cat's getting all the attention. I'M the one who held the Crusade together, but turns out Cat kept me out of the planning group. It's totally unacceptable that Bell's been pulling strings from behind the scenes...now that she's out in the open, I'll expose her as the shot-fighter we all know she is!"

Bell stoic in the face of blistering criticism these days - from fighters, rivals, stablemates and management - BLONDE! Magazine making threats to launch a counter-crusade...it's all mission-accomplished for the proud hall of famer. "I'm great too," Cat says simply at podium, letting the words sink in before continuing. "I worked with Charlize at the Academy; I valued our relationship, but it is cold in the shadow of a Goddess. Theron's not the only one with a legacy to polish. She's not the only one with aspirations. You have no idea how hard it was for me to hear of HER greatness, every day, when it was me, Catherine Bell, who lifted her up in the first place with our storied rivalry. What is Charlize Theron without Cat Bell? I couldn't just lay down and let memories of me be erased. I'm the best fighter of our generation - I proved it by taking down Charlize, and I'll consolidate it with a crushing follow up against Romijn."

Cat in bright peach bikini with a scoopy-front halter-style top; white gloves; long black hair with bangs. Becky in metallic baby-blue bikini with trim white belt; white gloves; long blonde hair in bossy curls. Staredown: Becky seething, nostrils flaring; Cat impassive.

R1: Midring, both women looking to stick stiff jabs/follow crisp right hands, but it's all Becky banging it out of Cat early. Beck doubling up the jab breasts/face; bending into heavy crosses...Bell getting her face turned aside, forced to slide-step back into ropes. Gets worse: Cat forming hasty earmuff, stooping forward butt-in-ropes...Big Becky steps in close, beats that body LEFT/RIGHT/LEFT/RIGHT - really rolling her shoulders, getting in there rangy. Clinch from Cat - she's wincing, feeling Becky's power: blonde girl throws Cat back into ropes ragdoll, POUNDING AWAY TO GLORY! Bell shriveling before our eyes - Becky's fists smashing off shoulders, beating Cat's guard aside, crashing against her skull and BELL TAKES A KNEE! Cat trembling - veteran knee buying her time to rally, but Becky's just seething, stomping the ring and pumped up early. Down the stretch, Bell hopping to her right, showing a bit more leg, jabbing-jug...she's able to turn Becky into clean right hands, then tie up, bogging down blonde momentum with crafty punch-n'-clutch to bell. Still a 10-8 romp for Romijn - she's pounding at her chest, bellowing into crowd en-route to stool for break.

R2: Cat jabbing her left hand over Becky's right shoulder, blocking Romijn's booming right while carrying in close to drive a short-right clean to blonde chin. BECKY'S KNEES BUCKLE! Collision-type punching has Romijn in trouble...she straightens up, but Cat's riding left arm over Becky's right shoulder, pulling her forward into pumping right hands to belly. Breathless blonde ties up, mouth open on Bell's shoulder...Cat able to walk Romijn to ropes, palm her hips back, roll-shoulders into big, shellacking left/rights to midsection. Becky bunching up, grimacing at Cat's weight of shot, but girls settle into stand-and-deliver slugging as round progresses. Both employing left hands to push opposing right shoulders, then trying the right uppercut, or slamming right cross; falling in mouth-on-shoulder to hook one another's guts. Constant grinding, long-armed/big-girl slugging attrition...Becky stabilizes her front, but can't get off the ropes as Cat bashes away for points.

R3: Patient step-and-poke round as women rotate clockwise around heavy left jabs: faces of both women lumping up nicely under pounding spank. Becky's right hand more authoritative - Cat reading it well, covering up, but it's making her defensive, putting her body on sale for Becky's thudding follow-up hooks. Hook-to-brisket puts Cat ropeside...she's grouchy, extending arms to push off: Becky squaring up strong, putting her back into slamming right hands ticketed either for face or canted down into breadbasket. Positions reversed from the second round: Becky beats Cat for points at ropes...bruising, ham-handed action taking it's toll both ways.

R4: First minute orderly enough - clockwise stepping around heavy left jabs...fighters gradually squaring up, falling in - each grimly determined to slug. Women's left shoulders bumping - right hands breast-high/left hands stacked just beneath...they're both belting away from close range, keeping elbows in, getting off rangy-strong in a phone booth. Bell cute with the right uppercut off the right plant-leg; hooking off the right leg, scoring against blonde breasts and head. Becky flaring her hooks out wide, catching Cat upside the head, then leaning into her short-righty, looking to drift that chin. Both women indulging in jug-mugging in spots - thumbside-up, side-to-side belting away in close, girls dipping torsos left and right, getting back-leverage on close-cropped clout. Bell: Becky looking a little bleak, mouth open, eyes hurting...Cat got the better of bruising trade there.

R5: Clubbing hooks to brisket put Cat ropeside; Rangy hook to liver cramps her up behind her mitts; Becky squares up to slam away robusto. Bell hurt, sagging butt-in-ropes, wilting under heavy bombardment: Becky keeping shots short - hacking the right to Cat's left ear; shrugging close-in uppercuts against Cat's raised guard; bracing Cat upright with a left forearm crossing the T with Cat's guard; digging up the tummy big, shellacking right/lefts. Bell's thighs trembling - curvy muscle holding her up as she knows she can't cough up another knockdown...brunette reduced to issuing a series of tactical clinches off the ropes, slowing her blonde down. Bell to bell Becky: Romijn's colour high, eyes bright...she's just pouring her body at Cat's, breaking the brunette down through 5.

R6: Midring, fighters toe-to-toe, but Cat being cute - leaning weight onto back (right) leg while featuring short right uppercuts/clubbing left hooks - catching Becky in trade while blonde fists miss their marks. Minute mark, Cat whirling a series of compact, thumbside-up left hooks, buffetting Becky's face and breasts, pivoting-clockwise as blonde girl sputters into ropes. Becky covers up momentarily spellbound, stooping forward in earmuff off ropes: Cat dips torso-right - her left hand touching at Becky's guard; THICK right hand pitched into blonde belly, bunching Becky up "OH-H!" Cat dips torso-left - hesitates - picks Becky up the sweet left uppercut tidy between the mitts and BLONDE GIRL DOWN! Romijn dropped to all fours, panting with hurt...Bell batting mitts together business-like, exchanging a quick, meaningful glance with a smoldering Charlize Theron ringside before turning away to neutral corner. Becky beats the count shabby - long blonde coils damp, disheveled in her hair: Cat wades on in, consolidates with a thick, thumping beatdown of Romijn at ropes to bell.

R7: Grim, bruising mouth on shoulder fighting now - women hunkering in close - bumping each other around with brawny left shoulders in rival tits/using chickenwing left elbows to steer, then getting off compact and hot. Both women eating right uppercuts as they lay their chins on the opponent's left shoulder. Both women cringing from tightly-turned hooks to breadbaskets. Both women clubbing-jug in turn - dipping side to side, working the thumbside-up lefts and rights in close-cropped chopping patterns. Long, strong legs just stepping around, backsides slumping wearily from punishment...Down the stretch, Cat separates herself when a single right uppercut picks Becky's groggy face up, seemingly demoralizing blonde-girl as her legs fail. Becky has to clinch, resting left cheek sleepily on Cat's left shoulder...Bell able to walk her blonde into ropes, hold her close in crook of left arm while plugging tummy firm right hands to break. Emotional Becky having a good cry on her stool, just releasing tension. Bell more stoic, wincing as her ribs or face get worked on, but otherwise betraying nothing (ironically enough).

R8: Pace slows into grim, grinding cadence - women just falling in mouth-on-shoulder - arms writhing to reach in under the opposing limbs; fighters whining, panting with exertion as each is faced with the other's strength directly. Sloppy brutality...women fighting with sleepy expressions, mouths open. Both drawing warnings for weary holding-and-hitting. Hair damp and matted about bruised faces; bodies tumbling along ropes as girls embrace and wrestle. Out of the slop, Becky emerges as the more willful...she's coming forward more, and down the stretch, she's looking strong by palming Cat's chin/face, pushing brunette head back over top rope, drawing extra warnings from ref as brunette whimpers in protest.

R9: Same: girls closing - punching when they can lean in and get hips back for room underneath; holding and hitting; embracing, walking each other into ropes, where it is hoped, the opponent may be pushed into compliance and battered. Sputtering, staggering stuff now - punctuated by thick, thudding right hands to body, or plowing side-to-side jug-mugging...bruised, stunned-looking battlers just stumbling around mindless with punishment. Rachel taking back-to-back points here...she's got Cat worn down, ashen faced, hollow-eyed through 9.

R10: Classy jab-and-clutch from Cat bogs Becky down early. Bell poking her left hand over Becky's right shoulder, then carrying the right hand onto blonde-chin...Romijn's knees buckle again and again in early collisions as Cat scores, wraps up tight, bundles Becky to ropes for breaks. Ref reefing and pulling on Cat - really having to enforce breaks as Bell's not letting go...crafty brunette running the clock, bogging her blonde down, making her take weight. Becky exhausted, lashes fluttering, mouth wide open...she's blurting and crying out when Cat holds-and-hits - Bell plowing blonde tummy, trying to get those legs to give out. BELL: Both fighters reeling...decision comes back a DRAW.

Romijn crying furious tears, protesting the scoring: battered Cat all busted up, making her calculations. Romijn offers an overtime challenge: Bell takes every second of the 5 min break before accepting - driving Becky crazy with the waiting.

R11: Cat sliding to her right along apron, jabbing Becky's face as blonde girl gives pursuit, jugs a-jumpin'. Romijn haphazard, eating punches...everytime she gets close, Cat scrubs-face lefts and rights, scrambling out from under before Romijn can pancake her. Minute mark, Cat circles-off ropes, turning Becky's left flank, clawing come-hither hooks across blonde jugs. Becky turns with, looping an angry right hand wide - wrapping the punch around Bell's shoulders as Cat rolls-with. Cat answers back a shoving right hand deeeep to belly - blowing Becky's hips back/pitching her torso forward "UH-H!" Blonde girl's right arm still riding Cat's back, not tying her up...Bell able to jerk a short, scrubbing little right uppercut to chin in tight...double it...TRIPLE IT...BECKY ROMIJN GOES DOWN! Sleepy blonde girl spills down Cat's left flank, rolling onto back, hands up above head, blonde girl across face and neck...SHE'S OUT! Becky used up - Cat the KO11 victrix!

AFTER: Cat proves a hall-of-famer with her guttiest victory in years, turning back the clock to put Becky on her back. "First Charlize, now Becky," battered Cat says in postfight, voice bone-weary, yet triumphant. "Two greatest blondes of my generation tucked into my back pocket. I've got the initiative now: I've got a lot of cards to play. I could fight the winner of Becky/Charlize. I could pull Jeri Ryan out of semi-retirement and add her scalp to this little run. What if I put Nolin in there? Theron/Romijn/Ryan/Nolin? Whichever way I go, everything's revolving around me now. It's been expensive personally, but I got what I wanted. I'm in the sun, and those girls are in MY shadow. Shivering."