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9 August 2013 Laura Vandervoort vs Blake Lively

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Posted by simguy on August 9, 2013, 9:24 am

BEFORE: BLONDE! Magazine hailing Laura/Blake as the latest "match up of the century"...Lively disagrees. "Laura doesn't bring her power north of 120," Blake shrugs in prefight. "She's got some nice bantam wins, but at lightweight? She could flail away all night long on Theron's chin and not produce a stoppage. Me? One punch put Char-Char on her back. There's no contest here: I'm the bigger star, the hotter girl, the harder hitter...not only is she stepping up in weight, but she's stepping up in class too. The math does itself!"

Vandervoort chuckling throughout Blake's tirade: Vandikins not having it. "I didn't know Blake did stand-up," Laura mocks at podium. "She really IS talented! Seriously though - a step up in class? Please. Yes, she's a little bigger than me - especially in the caboose - but I FIGHT bigger and she's always been known to punk against determined resistance. I'm looking forward to punching her sleepy...girls like this always bring out the pouncer in me!"

Blake in black velvet bikini with ring connections hip and jug; white gloves; long blonde hair in unruly tangles. Laura in royal blue pouncing bikini with white stylized-flower print; white gloves; long blonde hair straight.

During R1: Laura jabbin' jug; shooting straight rights to tummy; pivoting crisply clockwise...she's got Blake scowling, turning midring through first minute. Second minute, Blake starts leaning into long, strong right hands - Laura getting her face turned hard-starboard with her elbows out wide to either side, fists stacked right atop left at her chest. Vandervoort takes the Lively power shots well enough, regrouping behind circular movement and a frisky jab...Blake unhurt, but coaxed into a defensive earmuff front, allowing Vandervoort to extend on straight lefts and rights for a peppering finish.

R2: Blake frowning, resolute - she's stepping-to Laura with a heavy jab off the shoulder - pounding Vandervoort's pretty face back, then leaning into slinging right hands ticketed for chin. Laura taking a good shot, but getting her face punched sideways - force of the blows knocking her out of orbit...Blake very much the boss walking Laura down after scoring from outside.

R3: Laura joins the punching-party, turning BLAKE'S face hard-starboard with jaunty right hands, lingering on the front (left) leg to hoist thudding left uppercuts to Lively's breadbasket. Blake grumpy, backing away while stooping forward in earmuff...Laura able to walk her girl down, touch her mitts to Blake's guard, then reach round Lively's right elbow to hook those ribs. Blake grunting in receipt, reaching in under Laura's arms to clinch...Vandervoort stays busy, slopping right hands to Blake's left hip while backing up in the grasp, bringing the ref in. That's the way of it - Blake taking Laura's work, but not answering it - responding with disheveled looks and cranky clinches while Laura stays aggressive.

R4: Blake sorting Laura out with that heavy, long-range left jab off the shoulder - Lively stepping it in when advancing, or standing her ground and walking Vandervoort onto it. Result is punishment and disorganization for Laura...she gets progressively sloppier as she regroups outside, then tries to jab her way in, only to suffer heavy face-spank. Jab established, Lively's mixing in smooth, crashing right hands - turning Laura's head violently aside, Vandervoort taking with her elbows flared wide to the side, hands stacked. Steady, raking bombardment breaks Laura down, has her tipsy late...clean, no-frills one-two finally twists Laura to her right, drops her to all fours in a fog. Blake doesn't need to, but she steps across Laura's back en route to neutral corner...groggy Vandervoort making resentful eyes at the crass show of supremacy.

R5: Trainer tells Blake to "go body-wild" this round: Lively steps in to comply. Lively jabbing Laura's eyeline, then driving straight down into breadbasket via spearing right hands...loud, spanking impacts bunch Laura up "UH-H!" with a stricken expression. Vandervoort not as leggy as before...she walks Lively in - Laura sliding her arms under Blake's, then bumping her off...Vandervoort starts slopping to the body with rangy, low-slung lefts and rights. Blake happy with the terms...she's leaning forward, pushing on Laura's hips or inner-elbows to prep, then slopping long-limbed wallop to Vandervoort's succulent waistline, slender ribs. Both girls trimming one another's breasts via thumbside-up clout from either hand - the puncher's face diligent, composed; taker's face all pinched and vexed. Vicious two-way body-slop gradually going Blake's way...bigger girl walking rival blonde to ropes, really laying in the shellack at bell. EXTRA LEFT HOOK TO JUGS! Laura all cramped up in receipt, face stricken, jugs throbbing: Blake seething, stomping back all angry-butt to her corner.

R6: Blake flat footed outside, waiting on Laura, then jabbing her groggy...Vandervoort paying the face-price to get inside and strap that hated ribcage. Blake happy to swap shellack inside as well - fitting Laura for healthy bolo right uppercuts to sternum, and continuing to punish the Vandervoort rack via thumbside up clobberings. Laura progressively worn down - punished by the jab on her way in, then frequently outslugged toe-to-toe. By round's end, Blake's welcoming Laura into the kitchen, belting away to glory, then pushing a shabby-legged Vandervoort back outside to try again. During the break, Lively cocky enough to tell her trainer to bring champagne to the locker room!

R7: Laura SO stubborn - wobbly butt full-time now, she's wading in, trying to get close and engage in strapping body-slop, hoping to reverse the tide. Lively strong in the pocket, walking Laura's face into heavy poke; dropping tasty right crosses; bouncing a snappy left hook off Laura's toned breadbasket, then bashing those jugs a tightly-turned right hand in close. Laura fighting with glassy eyes and parted lips, lifting her mitts from tanned thighs into Blake's midsection and ribs...Vandervoort slugging her heart out, but getting the worst of it, and when Blake wants to reset, she's having no trouble pushing Laura well outside by her shoulders or face. Bell: Blake smiling, swaggering en route to corner; Laura shabby, busting up through 7.

R8: Just a constant beat from Blake - she's patient, disciplined, really executing on Laura tonight. Vandervoort battered lumpy at this point, walking straight in with arms crossed - her right hand at left temple/left hand in right armpit. Good blocking guard from Laura, but Blake jabs it regardless, stepping counter-clockwise to turn Laura, forcing Vandervoort to adjust and pursue. When Laura does close, it's often at the expense of absorbing that lanky, snappy left hook off her tummy...by the time she's able to strike at ribs/breasts herself, she's already behind in the exchanges. Laura's world-class conditioning keeps her on her feet and coming forward, but Blake's punching with enthusiasm, gradually wearing gorgeous Laura down through 8.

R9: Laura finally walking Blake into ropes, setting up on her chest...Vandervoort pulling on Blake's arms, pawing at her, then lapping away in pate-to-pate trading. Lively grumpy - tummy and ribs fielding licking shellack - she's trying to push Vandervoort off, but Laura's too stubborn. Vandervoort warned for pushing Blake's face back over top rope...Laura maintaining her position, gradually imposing will. Both girls pushing at each other's shoulders/feeding each other stiff right crosses...Laura just refusing to be slugged or bullied out of her spot. Round ends to the sight of Laura lighting up Blake's rack right/left - Vandervoort clubbing those puppies via thumbside-up delivery, following through with plenty of forearm.

R10: That disciplined Blake returns - standing her ground in strong pockets; walking Laura into heavy jabs/crashing right hands; popping hips-right to crank that snappy left hook off Laura's breadbasket; shifting weight to right leg to look for hesitation right uppercuts. Laura bruised up, groggy, but SO determined...she trudges through the fire, sinewy legs holding her up. Laura banging back whenever she can, but she's wrapping punches around Blake's shoulders or neck now, starting to slap the body rather than really digging into it. Tired blonde girls stroking away, but Blake's the fresher, stronger vixen at this point - pushing Laura off at will, walking her in to renew hostilities. Bell: Blake thrusts right hand high as she turns away from swaying, blinking Laura...comes back UD10 Blake Lively in heavy handed fashion.

After: Laura battered shabby tonight...competitive as hell, but simply unable to answer Blake's thudding weight of shot. "Add it up," Lively crows in postfight. "Hotter woman won. Stronger woman won. Better boxer won. That's TWO Foxfire scalps I've claimed! I give Laura credit for not quitting...that's a beating that would have put Winstead on a stretcher, but Laura - bless her little heart...Laura just kept on comin'! I can't say enough good about my punching tonight...based upon how I was able to treat Laura, I'd have to say I'm at LEAST twice as good as Maria Menounos or Serinda Swan. Maybe three times. Those girls have never thrashed Vandervoort the way I just did!"