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1 March 2014 Estella Warren vs Bridget Ryan

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Posted by simguy on March 1, 2014, 9:06 am

BEFORE: "I want to finish," Bridgy says with a hungry smile in prefight. "Yeah - really get on her and clean up - get myself back on the cover of Celebrity Ring, you know? I know she's had her issues, but Estella Warren's still a former SI Supermodel, and names like that look good on anyone's resume. Pics of her asleep on the canvas would be amazing, don't you think?"

Warren retooled, bigger and stronger than ever...but will that mean better? "I feel like I never got traction in the FCBA because I was mis-managed," Warren says, throwing her old handlers at HISC under the bus. "I came in with enormous physical gifts that just weren't utilized, and I blame trainers for that. I was filling out a small-girl stable that never understood how to use me, never got proper sparring for me, and never really cared about my fighting, and I think I just kind of had to train myself. Now I've got a fresh start with people who 'get' me, and I think I can tear it up. Bridgy Regs has stopped Amanda Righetti, so this is a good place to start. Beating Bridgy is me saying: 'look out guys - Estella 2.0 is here!'"

Warren in black bikini with ring connections jug and hip; long blonde hair in tangly ringlets; black gloves. Bridget in expensive black/white bikini worn by Claudine Auger in "Thunderball" - iconic fighting togs leased for this occasion; black hair long and straight behind the ears; white gloves.

During R1: Girls step-to in mirror image crouches: chins tucked; right hands near cheek; left hands hovering out front of left breasts, poised to jab from wide stances. Girls pokin' it up midring - Regan jabbing body/tits; Estella jabbing mouth/tits; both girls switching into sudden, jolting right crosses - finishing with palm-down hooks from a high-elbow aspect. Lots of spanking contact - neither girl moving her head too much, making for crowd-pleasing, methodical trade. Warren in charge by the minute-mark - her jab suppressing Regans, forcing Bridget into an earmuff front. Estella starting to slide-pivot to her right off the long, stiff jab - putting her into position for sweeping right roundhouses CHUP! to Bridgy's waist/flank. Regan turning, getting grouchy...she's fielding hard spank to body, uncertain of how to answer as Warren keeps jabbing-guard, keeping Bridget defensive. Estella's strapping licks to waistline take cumulative effect...Regan grunting, bunching forward - Warren just belting her girl to body, touching her the jab to guard and sidestepping counter-clockwise. Down the stretch, Regan really labouring, buns wobbling from sick body licks...Warren edges in on front (left) leg; hoists the left uppercut DEEP to breadbasket; pounds a drifting right cross in behind Regan's left wrist and DOWN GOES BRIDGY! Regan slugged a quarter-turn to her right, dropping her to all fours...Warren preening, circling her foe once before strutting leggy to neutral corner.

R2: Regan recovers well, comes out aggressive. Straight one-twos up the middle spook Warren out of her stance...leggy blonde girl loping to her right, hopping out of range, making Bridget the aggressor. Regan following with a menacing dukes-up look...not cutting off the ring, but lunging in and touching Estella as Warren's circling away. Down the stretch, Bridget able to grab Estella's inner-elbows, walk her to ropes: leads to hammer and tongs exchanges as Warren digs in, issues receipts from apron. Bell: both girls tingling from ringing contact - ref jumps in as Regan's chesting up, getting into Estella's face.

R3: Warren in wide stance, right at cheek, left hovering out front of her hip...she's jotting the up-jab from a wide-stance, slide-pivoting counter-clockwise around stiff poke. Regan parrying, bobbing out on the end of Warren's jab...brunette with right hand palm-out at left cheek/left across her gut as she tries to negotiate distance. Classy stuff from Estella - she's working the jab tummy/head, saving the hot right cross for Bridgy's bouncing breasts. When Regan does penetrate, Estella's tying her up brawny for ref's breaks...Estella simply managing her girl for points in a tactical third.

R4: Picturesque knockdowns scored by Warren as Supermodel shows rangy power. First minute - strapping left/right thick to gut bunches Bridgy up...cringing Regan looks to answer with her hook, but she's beaten to the shot by a lashing Warren hook to chops, dropping Bridget hard to her back. Regs fights off the KO, but she's shabby, increasingly vulnerable to Warren's long-armed body wallop. Middle minute, clouting body-shellack has Bridget baby-stepping forward: she eats a torrid Warren left uppercut, drops to all fours in shock. Bridget showing terrific heart in fighting off another huge shot, but legs're gone: Warren able to brace Regan at ropes - shoving and slugging all rangy and relaxed to bell.

R5: Regan lumping up, leg-shabby off her stool, but grimly determined to engage...she jabs her way into Warren, fighting at close range. Vicious exchanges as Warren tightens up stroke to cuff and uppercut her foe...Regan pushing through it to land short right crosses/chopping hooks. Girls laying in almost pate to pate, picking each other up - elbows in, compact stuff all around. Down the stretch, Warren breaks down: Estella's legs give way, spilling her all whats-going-on? into ropes, lashes blinking in alarm. Regan bleeding from the nose wades in - smiting Warren a hot-chopping right to gut; pushing Warren's face back with the open-palm left; drifting Warren the clouting right cross up top. ESTELLA'S HURT! Tall girl swaying on the ropes, trying to tie up head-and-shoulders on Bridgy: Regs not having it, bobbing her head out of the clinch, punishing the body hup-hup, then looking to end Estella's night with whistling hooks to chin. Bell: Bridgy pushing up off Estella tuff - right forearm across the face, left forearm across the breasts...ref jumps in as Warren whines in protest at the rough-house.

Both girls getting vigorous rubdowns, both trainers emphasizing how important this round will be - for Bridget to build her momentum after the fifth; for Warren to break said momentum.

R6: Warren with those long levers...she's leaning weight on front (left) leg, reaching out her left hand and clapping, spanking hooks to Regan's waistline. Thick, meaty whacks sounding out...poor Bridgy Regs paralyzed, cramping forward behind her mitts, crying out into her palms. It's all too much...dreadful body-shellack beats Bridget to her knees in first minute; second minute follow up sees her raked by long right crosses/wide hooks that beat her guard apart, bludgeoning her to canvas once again. Rickety, swaying on the spot, Regan beats the count to dig in at ropes for third minute - Estella squaring away, treating herself to the dregs of Bridgy with long-armed licks body and head. At the bell, Warren seething, giving Bridget a SMOLDERING glare of supremacy: zombie Regan wanders to her corner sniveling and tempest-tossed, as badly hurt as she's ever been at the hands of another woman.

R7: BRIGDET BANGS BACK! Classic Regan - staggering, walking on her heels...she wades into-and-through Warren's punishing up-jab to force slugging brawls at close quarters. Leggy blonde girl catching clout to jaw and breasts...Warren outhit inside, elects to leg-out and create space, trying to jab Regan into compliance. Bridget not having it - weaving her way in close; hooking out of her crouch with left hands started at the thigh, driving big-blonde ropeside. Down the stretch - Warren sliding to her left along ropes, hands up to ward off punches. Regan stalking her blonde, hooking from a high-elbow aspect, the left hand curling in towards Bridget's right shoulder on follow through, thumbside-up in orientation, then Regan's rifling straight rights to chin. Bell: Warren all face-spanked and staring; Regan offering her blonde a bruising glare as ref steps in quick.

R8: Nothing fancy - Bridget puts her head down, pushing hands in on Estella's inner-elbows and driving blonde-girl ropeside. From there it's just good old-fashioned hard work - Regan fighting off Warren's chest, refusing to be muscled off - pushing and punching on the bigger woman as they struggle in close, cheek to cheek at times. Regan planting a thick right hand consistently to the pit of Warren's stomach; hooking breasts or chin with that high-elbow/thumbside-up delivery - really getting good head-swivel on Warren now. ESTELLA'S WEARING DOWN! Warren staring, lips parted over latter half the round...Regan just on her and at her, shoving or slugging, never letting Estella draw an uncontested breath. Bell: Regan treats herself to a flagrant right/left strike against Warren's helpless breasts - brunette curling her fists towards herself on following through with the thumbside-up sock. Ref walks Regan back to her corner with stern warning against such liberties in future.

R9: More minutes spent on the ropes by Estella Warren - corner looking concerned as blonde girl just can't get out from under. It's hotly contested though - Estella's rangy arms pulling Bridget's head down, tying up her arms, holding and hitting her. Bridget stubbornly refusing to give ground, even when clipped clean to chin in close...she's constantly pushing-in, keeping her head below Warren's chin, keeping elbows in tight to body for compact, swat-and-chop work, body and head. Warren still able to lash that long armed left hook thick to paunch or flank in spots - it's a heavy shot, but Regan's grinding in-fighting carries the round.

R10: Warren spent, eyes hollow - almost pleading...she sags into ropes, stooping forward in earmuff to receive Bridget's assault. Regan pushing in, butting her head inside either of Warren's shoulders, crowding close while working the body hup-hup-hup. As Estella weakens, arms unable to tie completely up - Regs comes off the body with short right uppercuts and hooks - putting punches together on Warren's punished face, beatin' her sleepy. Estella trusting curvy legs to hold her up - when she's not covering up to take, she's pushing on Regan, trying to lever her back. Down the stretch, Regan standing tall, issuing that curling thumbside-up hook from a high-elbow, then jamming home straight-righty to chin...BLONDE GIRL HURT! Crowd squealing as Warren looks ready to relive the same old script, collapsing in the face of TORRID punching! Bridgy belting away...Warren's hands wilting to her waist as torso slops forward - Regan's fists bouncing hot off head/shoulders/breasts and THE REF STEPS IN because the bell has sounded. Comes back UD10 Estella Warren in a slugfest for the ages.

AFTER: Warren breaking down into tears of joy...what an amazing come-back victory after a long period of dormancy. Regan battered, stunned by the loss - she won 6 rounds to Estella's 4, but the big blonde banked all those knockdowns, overhauling Bridget's torried second half comeback. "Hat's off to Bridgy Regs," Estella says graciously in postfight, face puffy, ribs all tensored up for the interview. "I didn't think they built girls who could take the kind of punches I was landing tonight, but they built at least one. Honestly, I couldn't believe she was able to get up after the body-leather I put on her. I knew I was hurting her - I could her hear her screaming into her mitts...but I just couldn't get her to give in. I'll take the win though - it's just what I needed and wanted after such a long layoff. I'm still the best athlete in the division; I'm older and wiser; I'm better trained and cared-for...all I can say is welterweight better watch out. Estella Warren is BACK, baby!"