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9 August 2013 Cassie Scerbo vs Heather Hemmens

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Posted by simguy on August 9, 2013, 9:07 am

BEFORE: "Everyone knows Cassie's got the softest gut in the division," Heather shrugs in dismissal, while Scerbo crosses her arms and makes an oh-you'll-pay-for-that face. "I'm gonna get in there and make some money guys - she's not gonna be able to handle it. And don't think we all didn't see Scagliotti get into Scerbo's rack for the win! That's very vulnerable for Cassie too. VERY."

Scerbo fiery-eyed in rebuttal. "First off, everyone knows 'Nessa Hudgens has the softest gut in boxing," Cassie snarks. "Second, Heather obviously hasn't seen any of my fights, or she'd just shut her yap and try not to piss me off! There's a talent-nado heading towards Heather that she won't even be able to comprehend, much less deal with. I'm talkin' 'bout a beatin' bebeh...the real hurt. When I'm through with you, you aren't going to be the same!"

Hemmens in purple lace push up bra, satin-finish purple panties; black gloves; glossy black hair in loose curls. Cassy in orange bikini top, mix-n'-match bottoms with random geometric patterns, little white sharks - all in colours of purple/blue/white/pink; black gloves; dirty blonde hair in loose curls.

During R1: Cassie hops-to in her stance, flashes a quick lead right off the shoulder/swiping hook/sneaky little right uppercut off the right (back) leg, then she's out of there, circling to her right well out of range. Heather: eyes narrowed; compact elbows-in front...she's organized, trying to exchange-with Cassie, but getting touched up by Scerbo's bewildering variety/crisp combinations. Bell: Cassie with a smug wink lets Heather know who got the points...Hemmens tight lipped, refusing to rattle in a brisk first.

Ashley Tisdale tweets: "Heath too fit and strong 4 Cassie. Look for Scerbs to wilt!"

R2: Heather pushing forward behind the jab, getting her back into short right hands to Cassie's head...Hemmens determined to impose will. Blonde girl giving ground, but not running...Scerbo issuing check-jabs in retreat; punching-with Heather as girls club each other about head-and-shoulders, then sliding to the side, slowly wicking the momentum out of Hemmens' advance. By the minute mark, Heather's bogging down, unable to drive forward...Cassie slowly starts to retake all the lost ground - flashing hup-hup flurries to breadbasket, then hooking up top as Heather backs up. All pays off late - Scerbo scoring two flash knockdowns in final minute with clever flurries to tummy setting up wicked, biting, compact hooks clean to chin...Heather sent scooting to her glutes both times - face visibly shocked at Scerbo's abrupt sock.

R3: Determined pressure from Heather early, pushing forward behind the jab while Cassie scoots-and-bobs to her right in retreating circles. Scerbo's footwork a perfect antidote for Heather's push...Hemmens gradually losing momentum, eventually forced to fight set-piece, flat-footed exchanges largely orchestrated by Cassie. Down the stretch, Scerbo smirking...she's dropping her left hand, showing Heather jug to bait Hemmens in to rack...as Hemmens takes the bait, Cassie closes-up her left shoulder, taking her jugs away as Heather's goes on sale - blonde girl quickly countering snip-snap to rack via clipping right uppercut/swiping left hook. Sequence plays out again and again, Cassie playing peek-a-boo with her jugs, getting Heather to punch, then scoring quick-mitt licks to Hemmens' rack off the counter. Bell: Heather's eyes shiny with standing tears; Cassie grinning like a little brat, loving Hemmens' distress through 3.

Cassie jogs all jugs a-jumpin' to corner, upbeat and chipper in mood...she chirps at her seconds: "Got all up in her jugs there, guys!"

Trainer: "We're right here, Cassie, we're literally watching the fight from like 10 feet away."

Cassie: "Just sayin'. Scooped her jugs like a champ."

Trainer: "Settle down 'champ' - still a lot of fight left in that girl. Take some water."

R4: Similar pattern - Heather determined, aggressive early, pushing her way forward at some cost...Cassie willing to give up canvas while walking Hemmens into punches - never taking Heather on directly when Hemmens' energy is high. Scerbo hopping and bobbing in counter-clockwise rotation, very hard to hit clean...she's stooping to touch Heather jabs to tummy; walking Heather into the check-jab; slowly drawing Hemmens into set-piece punching exchanges. Heather game to trade, but Cassie gradually getting the better of it - blonde hands just too quick, clever and accurate. Down the stretch, Cassie smirking like she knows a secret, plays that peek-a-boo game with her jugs, tempting Heather in, rolling to close-stance and slip the shots with that lead left shoulder, then ringing Hemmens up off the counter. Bell: Heather blinking rapidly, punched onto her heels, breasts throbbing from Cassie's vicious 2-swipe counter-attacks...Scerbo SO smug sashaying back to her corner, shimmying her shoulders en-route like a little brat!

R5: Heather angrier, more determined...AGAIN she pushes forward, doubling up the jab to stay on Cassie as Scerbo's making her evasive maneuvers; clobbering Cassie clubbing right hands about the head and shoulders as Cassie's bobbing in retreat; hooking Cassie's jugs in pursuit. Scerbo harassed more effectively this round, unable to touch and vex Heather during the Hemmens advance. Cassie's bobbing, scooting retreats keeping her safe from crashing contact, but Heather's volume effective, keeping Scerbo on the run for two minutes. Down the stretch - Cassie circling counter-clockwise - bobbing rapidly up and down...she walks Heather's chin into a counter-hook! Hemmens blinking, suddenly hurt on her heels: Cassie's over to offence. Scerbo: short right from the shoulder chops down/across Heather's mouth; slapping left hook claims Heather's breasts; more serious hook cuts across Heather's tummy, cramping her up hurrrt; JOLTING right uppercut short-jerks to Heather's chin and HEMMENS GOES DOWN! Heather slouching forward when eats the chin-check - she hovers a moment, then crumples straight down, spreading out tummy-down at Cassie's feet. KO5 Cassie Scerbo - she turns her back, kicks imaginary soil onto conquered Heather's face and struts away all grinning blonde bully!

AFter: "I got my Hayden-busting stroke back!" Cassie boasts after a thorough breaking-down of talented Hemmens leaves Heather in tatters. "I had this girl coming and going; I owned her body and soul. She tried to get big on me, but I wasn't having it...just walked her in, touched her up, checked her OUT! Suck it, haters - Cassie Scerbo's the BOMB!"