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Posted by simguy on October 4, 2013, 9:01 am

BEFORE: Promoters billing the fight as "Candibar", but it hasn't been that sweet: bout delayed following raucous pre-fight brawls that left Candi with a badly slapped eye, and Bar with bite marks on her right bicep. "I'm not concerned about her power at all," Bar remarks at podium. "I'm much more physical than she is - much stronger - but she's rubbery and unpredictable, so you've got to be careful. If you've seen her wrestle - she throws crazy scissors from any position on the carpet...that's kind of how she punches too. It's the punch you don't see that hurts you, and that's what Candi counts on."

Swanepoel purring and confident despite being the consensus underdog amongst most model-fight commentators. "When a girl says she's not worried about my power," Candi grins in rebuttal, twirling a finger in long golden curls, "that tells you she's OBSESSED with my power. Bar hates the idea that there's a Candice Swanepoel in the world because if I weren't here? People would think she's hot. But I am, so they don't. That sucks for her, but at least she's not alone!"

Bar in ice-blue bra and panties; white gloves; long blonde hair straight. Candice in new hot-pink VS fighting bra-and-panties set with extra wide side-panels on the bra...not immediately apparent how this innovation adds to performance, but VS marketing brochures are filled with glowing metrics; white gloves; hair in carefree tumbling curls.

While Bar waits fuming in the squared circle, Candice sweeps to the ring to Linda Eder's outrageous rendition of "Man of la Mancha", decked out in wildly over-the-top Matadora-themed lingerie..."Don't know if she can fight," one ringside scribe quips, "but she sure can dance," in response to Candi's brazen, flamenco-style entrance. Bar so pissed, she gives Candi a healthy push during ring instructions, further delaying the open. 

During R1: Tempers already boiling over...gorgeous blonde girls rush to midring, swinging away wild and DOWN GOES BAR! Refaeli catching a clobbering series of rangy right hands even as she's trying to knock Candi's block off...Bar winds up on her back - Candi marches-on-the-spot hands on hips, tossing her head all "I'm splendid" - ref finally pushing Swanny to neutral corner to start the count. Bar swaying at ropes...Candi hops on in, and it's a savage lashing as Refaeli covers up face-in-gloves, wilting at ropes under Candi's whip-limbed ferocity. Candice stroking away to flanks, pouring it to Bar, but gassing out...by the second minute, Swanny's slapping and pushing, no longer really digging in and BAR BANGS BACK! Digging hook to belly bunches Candi up "UHH!" Brawling right uppercuts and extra hooks back Candice up and SWANEPOEL GOES DOWN! Ringing chin punches soon put Candi on her buns, golden curls in shocked eyes...Bar bellowing down in defiance as ref pushes HER back to neutral corner. Candi hurt, sniveling at ropes, trying to rally, but Bar rushing in strong...Refaeli pushing Candice into position, bouncing either hand off that sleek, supple ribcage, and it's all too much. Thudding, hateful punches hips and flanks beat Candi blubbering to all fours...she's in tears at the bell, throbbing with hurt. Bar mimicks Candi's brazen march-step en route to corner - tossing her head and putting hands on hips as poor Swanepoel looks on in anguish.

R2: Bar coming out much more responsibly - recognizing that crazy first round was largely the result of her own temper. She manages Candice via the jab this round - shocking Swanepoel to face, jabbing jug, turning her clockwise midring. Candice with hands up, curls obscuring left side of her face...she's brave in the face of stiff poke, but the jabbing's keeping her defensive, uncertain. Bar able to step around, poke, drop in the odd hard right cross - fully extended punches bouncing off Candi's face, weakening her legs. Down the stretch, jab to the eyeline freezes Candi, getting her hands up high; POUNDING straight right pitched firm to Candi's tummy bunches her forward, nearly sitting her down. Candice wretched, hugging her body all face-pinched and groaning. Bar grinning, happily hopping forward and punching her rival a right hand across the lower back...ref bundles Refaeli away for a warning at the bell, leaving Candi hugging herself in tears.

R3: Bar looking to do more jabbing, but Candi disrupts her early, swinging a palm-down right up and across, clouting Bar's chin hard enough to get Refaeli's feet stumbling. Bar attempts to rally, dukes up at her eye level: Candice sweeps in with a wide, sidearm buggy-whip right, raking Bar across her ribs. Bar crying out, backing away...she's hurt and Candi's on the attack. Swanepoel reckless, but awkward style makes her hard to counter...she'll paw that left hand to measure, then bend her back into lashing right hands, really pounding Bar hard in her side. Candi's long legs propelling her around in pretty hops and steps - sometimes she'll push a right hand lead into Bar's tummy, then clout her a left hook up top; sometimes she'll step in close and wail the ribcage busy right/lefts with a thumbside-up delivery; other times she'll hang back and show an actual jab, punching at Bar's face by way of payback. Down the stretch - Candi stalking Bar - Swanepoel dives in all bendy backed, slap-chopping her right hand down atop Bar's breasts with a horrible CLAP! Refaeli howling in pain as she sags back into ropes...Candi's eyes sparkling, lips grinning at the sight...she's able to hook Bar's tummy, and give her an extra right hand wallop on the ear before ref can jump in to enforce the bell.

R4: Bar spooked - Candi coming on strong. Bar moving to her right at the hop...Candi tracks her down with a lunging buggywhip right, spanking Bar above left hip and sending her wincing to corner. Candi on the pounce - chased back as Bar comes out punching hard, straight one-twos...bendy Swanepoel eventually ducks under the work, pushing her left shoulder into Bar's body and pivoting counterclockwise around the bump. Bar snarling, trying to find Candi with hooks and crosses...Swanepoel stepping counter-clockwise bending and leaning her supple torso to make Bar miss. Midway through, Candi bends into a sidearm right to body, then straightens up as both girls throw lanky hooks: Candi's lands to chin as Bar's glances across pate and REFAELI'S HURT! Bar staring bleakly, stepping in fence-post holes, torso whipsawing gently...Candi grinning, lashes a wide left hook once, twice, sweeping Bar to ropes, then pours forward into a bendy-backed slap-chopping right that crashes onto chin. LIGHTS OUT, BAR REFAELI! Bar out on her feet as Candi pushes off after landing...Swanepoel loading up an insurance buggywhip wide to body, but Bar's already pitching forward to her face! IT'S OVER! KO4 in succulent fashion, Candice Swanepoel!

After: Bar in denial when she comes to; in teary-eyed shock when Candice yanks her up off her stool for a walk of shame...Swanepoel glowing as she pulls Bar about, showing her off in the corners, really rejoicing in Bar's abject misery. "I knew I'd destroy her," Candice confidently relates in postfight, despite the fact she narrowly got out of a perilous first round. "I knew it at the weigh in - I always make Bar feel fat and unlovely, and that ruins her fighting confidence. You know, she was once Queen of the Ice Hotel, and beating her makes me think I'D be an awesome Queen in the North. My guys should think about that, because I need tiaras and belts and stuff. Other girls have these things, and I want them too."